Dracula said that he had a lot of fun in this duel.
Compared to the previous duel with my future self without knowing who the enemy was, this time, dueling with my past self while concealing my identity was a completely different kind of excitement.
Although there are some hardware deficiencies, Dracula uses a pine wand he picked up at random and cannot use the magic he is best at, so when it comes to head-on confrontations, there may be some gap between him and his past self.
But he could still remember most of his response process and methods in the last duel.
Therefore, if we deliberately reduce some spell battles and focus on increasing the confrontation of skills and sensitivity, then the gaming experience of Dracula's duel will be very good.
Especially when looking at his past self, although he was still trying hard to maintain his high style and strong aura, his micro-expressions showed his inner astonishment and confusion, which greatly satisfied Dracula's evil taste!
In fact, the two Draculas in different costumes enjoyed the fight and continued fighting until dawn before they finally stopped.
At this time, the sun had completely risen from behind the distant mountains, hanging high in the sky, casting a fiery red reflection on the surface of the Black Lake.
The sky was exceptionally clear and blue, with hardly a cloud in sight.
The Dracula of the past did not buy a big hood from Madam Malkin to wear. He couldn't help but frown in the sunlight and unconsciously raised his hand to cover his forehead.
The Dracula who came back from the future was wearing a gorgeous red cloak, with not an inch of skin exposed, and the sun couldn't reach him at all. Compared with the Dracula in the past, he was a little more comfortable.
But after all, we are still under the sun. Even if there is no physical problem, we will still feel very uncomfortable psychologically.
So Dracula spoke for the first time after arriving at the shore of the Black Lake.
"My time is almost up." He temporarily used Transfiguration to change the shape of his voice and spoke in a voice that was completely different from his usual one.
The fight was already over, so there was nothing wrong with speaking a few words. Even if his past self discovered his true identity, it would not affect the outcome of the battle.
What's more, it was just such a short sentence, and it was spoken in a completely changed tone. Dracula didn't think his past self could really recognize it.
Sure enough, the Dracula of the past even had to put in some effort to barely make out what the Dracula of the past was saying, and he had no idea of his identity at all.
"What does it mean that time is about right?" asked past Dracula.
However, Dracula was too lazy to communicate with himself anymore. He didn't intend to waste the rare time he had to go back to the past on his past self, so he shook his head casually and Apparated away.
Of course, he could totally guess, or remember, that his past self would make an interception move.
So at the last moment before Apparating away, Dracula used a strong Armor Spell to block the location where the space was fluctuating, blocking the illusory handprint cast by the past Dracula.
Not only that, in order to prevent the past Dracula from tracing his roots and finding himself in the direction of the space fluctuations, he conjured up a large group of rabbits with directional magic that constantly performed Apparition near Hogwarts, completely disrupting the surrounding space.
As a result, past Dracula is nowhere to be found for traces of the Hooded Man.
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The Dracula of the past had no idea that the strange hooded man in his eyes was actually himself who came back from the future to the past.
What he didn't expect was that the hooded man who attacked the Hogwarts professor on Hogwarts territory did not choose to escape, but instead arrogantly Apparated directly into the Hogwarts castle.
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Dracula stood in an empty corridor of Hogwarts Castle and took out an old parchment from his pocket. On the parchment was an ancient Hogwarts school emblem.
Of course Dracula knew that within two minutes his past self would be pulling out the title deed and searching the entire castle for any trace of the hooded man he saw.
So Dracula, who had returned, took out the deed first, and secretly used it to grant himself anti-detection permissions, and cast an unmappable spell and an avoidance spell on himself.
With the blessing of these kinds of magic, the other deed will be disturbed to a certain extent, and Dracula's true figure will not be displayed on the deed.
After finishing these things, Dracula let out a sigh of relief and stretched lazily.
Then he took off his red cloak and appeared in the faculty and staff lounge in broad daylight.
"Good morning, Hagrid." Dracula pushed open the door of the staff lounge and saw a big guy sitting on the sofa that was almost as tall as the ceiling. He greeted him.
"Oh!" Hagrid was startled by Dracula's sudden entry. He quickly wiped his bearded face with a dirty handkerchief and stammered a greeting to Dracula, "Morning... Good morning, Professor Dracula."
Even though Hagrid had become a faculty member of Hogwarts many years ago, he had only come to the faculty common room very rarely.
This was because, other than a large hall like the Hogwarts Great Hall, ordinary rooms simply could not accommodate a person of his size.
He was now sitting on the large, soft sofa in the lounge, occupying the entire sofa's three seats, causing the sofa cushion to sink deeply, and the sofa legs to creak from time to time under the weight.
Because the sofa was not very high and the seat cushions were sunken, Hagrid could only curl up his legs and stick them in the gap between the sofa and the coffee table.
Even so, his head still reached higher than the bookshelf next to him and was only an arm's length away from the ceiling.
Dracula looked at Hagrid's body, then at the door frame where he could hit his forehead with a single jump, and he didn't quite understand how this big guy got in...
Hagrid saw Dracula close the door of the faculty lounge, pursed his lips, and asked hesitantly: "Professor Dracula, you... you didn't go to the board of directors meeting today?"
He had heard a rumor before that Professor Dracula had beaten up the directors of the board of directors and now had the final say in the board, so he wanted to seek Dracula's help with a try-it-out attitude.
"School board meeting? Even dogs don't go!" Dracula sat on another single sofa and said with a look of disgust, "A group of people sitting around a table and talking about all sorts of nonsense, what's the point of that?"
Hagrid opened his mouth and his expression became a little strange.
On the one hand, Hagrid felt relieved that Dracula had accidentally cursed Lucius Malfoy, the bad guy who wanted to sue him; however, on the other hand, Dumbledore, whom Hagrid admired the most, was also in a meeting with the school directors...
"Uh... Isn't it appropriate to say that?" He blinked his glasses and said carefully.
"What's inappropriate about this?" Dracula didn't care about it anyway. "Why, Hagrid, why are you suddenly asking about the school board? It seems that the school board has never had anything to do with you, Hagrid?"
"I just..." Hagrid stammered, the thought of asking Dracula for help stuck in his throat.
At this moment, the door of the staff lounge was suddenly pushed open.
Dumbledore, with a head full of white hair and a white beard long enough to be wrapped around his waist, walked in quickly with a serious expression.
"Ah, Headmaster Dumbledore, is the board meeting over?" Hagrid immediately stood up from the sofa when he saw Dumbledore, lowered his head, took two steps forward, and came to Dumbledore.
The reason he kept his head down was that if he straightened his neck, he would easily hit his big head on the ceiling.
"Well, the board meeting is over, Hagrid." Dumbledore nodded, but seemed absent-minded in response to Hagrid's question, and his eyes went straight to Dracula.
"What was the final result?" Hagrid asked anxiously, not noticing Dumbledore's gaze and still immersed in his own world.
"You'll be fine, Hagrid." Dumbledore looked at Dracula twice more before turning his attention back to Hagrid. "Malfoy can't do anything to you. You're still the professor of Care of Magical Creatures."
"Oh, that's good." Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief.
His lung capacity was so great that the air he exhaled was like a gust of wind, blowing Dumbledore's white beard and white hair like fluttering flags.
Dracula watched with interest as the expression on Dumbledore's face turned into helplessness, then he silently smoothed his beard and hair and couldn't help laughing.
Dracula's laughter once again attracted Dumbledore's attention.
"Professor Dracula, I just need to talk to you about something." Dumbledore looked at him, and the helpless expression on his face returned to seriousness again. "Let's go to my office together."
"What is so important? Can't we say it here?" Dracula asked.
He had just violated the Ministry of Magic's rules and had a fight with his past self. He felt a little guilty and didn't want to follow Dumbledore into the headmaster's office.
"This matter is very important, Professor Dracula, I must discuss it with you immediately." Dumbledore was unmoved.
"Thank you." The door of the staff lounge was not closed yet. Dumbledore looked at Dracula and pointed outside the door.
Seeing his firm attitude, Dracula shook his head helplessly and walked out the door first.
Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and followed Dracula out of the staff lounge.
Before Dumbledore could close the door here, Hagrid suddenly caught up again.
"Headmaster, then, then... Buckbeak, is Buckbeak okay?" He seemed to have thought of something and asked loudly, "If those cowards can't do anything to other wizards, they might take their anger out on magical creatures. Professor Kettleburn often encounters this kind of thing!"
Although Hagrid looks silly on the surface, he is dedicated, responsible and serious when it comes to the animals he loves or the people he cares about.
Dumbledore's expression changed and he sighed softly.
"Hagrid, I have other important things to do right now. Can we talk about Buckbeak later?" he said softly.
Hagrid's eyes widened and his expression suddenly became dazed.
Dumbledore shook his head, slowly closed the door to the staff room, and followed Dracula.
"Did something happen to Hagrid?" Dracula looked at the door that had just closed and asked thoughtfully, "I thought I saw him crying when I first walked in."
"In fact, Hagrid's story has already spread." Dumbledore glanced at Dracula and said calmly, "It's because you... um, a straightforward professor, don't know about this matter until now."
"Tell me about it?" Dracula asked.
"There was a teaching accident in Hagrid's first class: a hippogriff named Buckbeak attacked the students who were in class. Now the parents of the students have come to Hogwarts and want to expel Hagrid." Dumbledore introduced.
"You don't have to be so tactful. It's just Lucius and Draco Malfoy, father and son." Dracula chuckled. "They are the only two with so many things to do. I haven't seen anyone else have so many things to do."
Then Dracula added, "Oh, no, except for the group of Wesleys."
Dumbledore smiled helplessly and said, "It is indeed the Malfoy father and son. Draco Malfoy did not abide by the classroom discipline and angered Buckbeak, so he was attacked; now Lucius Malfoy is trying to seek justice for his son."
"It seems that you haven't completely solved this problem, Dumbledore." Dracula teased, "Well, do you need my help?"
"Let's put this matter aside for now. At least I can handle it." Dumbledore said, "But the other thing is not so easy to handle..."
"Is that so, Professor Dracula?" He looked at Dracula with a sharp and deep gaze, his tone heavy.
"Oh? Is there anything else you can't handle?" Dracula remained calm, as if he didn't notice the warning in the principal's words at all. "Or do you need my help with this matter as well?"
"This matter does require your help, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "You don't need to do anything complicated, just cooperate."
Dracula shrugged.
Judging from Dumbledore's tone and expression, he must have discovered the fact that there were two Draculas in Hogwarts Castle... He was now thinking about how to make a better argument to deceive the headmaster.
Although it seems unlikely to deceive this old principal who is as smart as an old fox...
Before they knew it, they were at the eighth floor of the main tower of Hogwarts, in front of the headmaster's office.
"Fudge Flies," Dumbledore said, giving the office password.
The hideous stone gatekeeper suddenly came to life, jumped to the side, and the wall behind it split in two.
Dracula and Dumbledore walked up the spiral staircase behind the stone head together.
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