Tonight, the little wizards of Hogwarts spent the entire night in a muddy mess.
First, I watched a game in which I couldn't see the contestants at all from the audience seats. I could only stare at the hedges surrounding the maze. After finally waiting for Harry Potter to fly out with the semi-final trophy, another Hogwarts warrior who returned with him seemed to have died.
Just as they were crying sadly for Cedric, Professor Dracula, who was the safety officer but had not appeared before, suddenly appeared on the field and told them that Cedric was not dead.
However, their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor turned into a vampire and revived Cedric with a First Embrace... Then, their headmaster suddenly broke up with the Minister of Magic, and Professor Dracula was also involved.
Just when they thought that Professor Dracula would join forces with Headmaster Dumbledore to deal with Fudge, for some reason, the two professors actually started fighting...
This was the first time they had seen a battle between two great wizard-level fighters, and it might be the only time in their lives.
A wizard as powerful as Dumbledore might not appear for hundreds of years. Since Voldemort, it seems that no one has been able to fight against Dumbledore for decades.
Therefore, even though most of the young wizards had not figured out why things turned out this way, they still began to watch carefully this duel that would go down in the history of magic.
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Under the gazes of the little wizards, a pair of broad wings suddenly spread out from behind Dracula and he soared into the sky.
The strong dark power was released wantonly, creating hurricanes on the lawn. The spectators nearby were like duckweed on the water, blown away and scattered, with no way of controlling the direction in which they were drifting.
Dumbledore looked up at the silver-haired figure hanging in the air under the bright moonlight, his eyes more solemn than ever before.
He first waved his wand heavily, sending the spectators of the Final Four, Fudge and the Aurors he brought back to the audience seats, making enough space on the lawn.
Then he raised one arm high to his side.
A golden-red light flashed, and the phoenix Fawkes appeared above Dumbledore, soaring gracefully in circles, its moving singing filling the air, as if just listening could bring unparalleled courage to anyone.
When Dumbledore was ready, Dracula in mid-air chuckled and suddenly disappeared.
At the same time, the bright crescent moon in the sky suddenly became a full moon, and the bright moonlight like snow suddenly became like an incomparably grand spotlight, casting down a dazzling silver glow.
The silver light gathered into a beam and headed straight towards Dumbledore.
Everything illuminated by the light seemed to lose its shape, becoming vague and intangible. The green grass on the ground lightly turned into silver powder and flew away with the hurricane that had not yet completely blown away.
Dumbledore's eyes were solemn. He raised his wand above his head and waved it vigorously.
Suddenly, the space he was in turned into a piece of broken jade, scattered into scattered pieces. The silver light from the full moon shone on the fragments, as if shining into another space.
Behind the debris, Dumbledore stood unharmed on the lawn, brushing his sleeves.
The wizards in the audience seemed to be still immersed in a beautiful yet dangerous dream. It was not until this moment that they suddenly realized that the first confrontation between the two great wizards was over.
This way of dueling was completely different from the duels they were familiar with.
In their original understanding, a duel between wizards is two people facing each other, firing spells at each other, and whoever can hit the other side will win in the end... Maybe there are some differences in the process, but it's basically the same.
However, the duel between Dracula and Dumbledore completely overturned their understanding of wizard duels.
The wizards present had never imagined that a duel could be so pleasing to the eye and so gorgeous!
Isn’t this much more exciting than the semi-finals
The audience, especially the little wizards who were still in school, gradually had a strange light in their eyes.
This powerful and gorgeous dueling style is the future of their magic learning!
Before seeing this duel, some young wizards were still feeling smug about having learned a simple Stunning Spell; some thought that the magic world was so comfortable that they would never need to use a few attack and defense spells in their lifetime, so they decided to give up; some just slacked off all day, thinking about taking it one step at a time...
However, today's duel between great wizards has completely aroused their desire to learn magic. Even if they cannot change the world like the two professors, at least they should have a unique skill.
On the lawn, the duel between Dumbledore and Dracula continues—
Dracula was moving so fast that he almost split into four or five clones to surround Dumbledore. Countless crescent-shaped light blades rushed towards him from all directions.
Dumbledore waved his wand, summoning a large area of red flames, which spun in place into a storm of fire, swallowing up all the light blades.
Next, Dracula's figure disappeared again, and a dazzling snake-shaped lightning fell from the sky, fiercely tearing the calm night sky apart. Immediately afterwards, thunder rolled in from the horizon one after another.
At the same time, Fawkes flew from high in the sky to Dumbledore's side, dived into the rapidly burning fire storm, rose up again with flames, and set off a roaring gale.
The storm, carrying with it a blazing fire, transformed into a gigantic fire phoenix, which swallowed the snake-shaped lightning that stretched from the sky to the earth into its mouth.
The flames shattered, the phoenix was reborn, and a wrinkled chick flapped its wings and flew out from the ashes and flew into Dumbledore's arms.
"Albus, you have indeed reached the same level as Salazar and the others."
Dracula's voice came from the night sky, containing an appreciation and pleasure that was difficult to conceal.
He hadn't had such an enjoyable duel in a long time. He felt that all the muscles and bones in his body were finally relaxed and he couldn't suppress the joy.
"I am truly flattered by this evaluation, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore adjusted his breathing slightly and said slowly, "I am still far from being as good as the four founders."
"No, not far at all." Dracula chuckled, "In some ways, you are even stronger than them."
Then, Dracula changed the subject, "Unfortunately, the human body still limits you after all - if you were twenty years younger, I might not be able to break through your resistance. But..."
Dumbledore's face suddenly changed and his eyes quickly turned to the side.
He was shocked to find that the spell that was originally set up to protect Fudge had been broken at some point. Fudge was now fainted on the ground, and a small bat was lying quietly on Fudge's neck.
"You should thank me, Albus, for not taking his life." Dracula suddenly appeared beside Dumbledore. "Of course, I don't like killing people. I prefer to keep him for fun..."
"What did you do to him?" Dumbledore asked, frowning.
"He is just repeating the experiences of the centaurs and mermaids of those two tribes in his own body." Dracula smiled maliciously.
"I want to see if Mr. Fudge can still trust those pure-bloods as easily as before if he becomes a low-level vampire, and if he can still find someone else to take the blame as confidently as before."
After saying that, Dracula laughed.
Without waiting for Dumbledore to respond, he recalled the vampire bat from Fudge's neck and turned away.
"Professor Dracula, please wait a moment!"
Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, but finally called Dracula from behind, "I want to know, the plan you and I made together to fight Voldemort... is it still feasible?"
"Since I'm no longer a professor at Hogwarts, what does this have to do with me?" Dracula smiled indifferently and waved his hand behind him, "I'll leave the rest to you."
He took a few more steps forward, then suddenly stopped.
"By the way, there is one thing I should let you know." Dracula turned around and said to Dumbledore, "Albus, Voldemort has even greater enemies behind him. I suggest you read more of The Tales of Beedle the Bard."
After saying this, which might sound puzzling to others, Dracula chuckled softly, looked at the Hogwarts Castle in the night again, and turned to walk further away.
However, before he had taken a few steps, he was stopped again.
"Professor, you don't have to leave Hogwarts." Cedric suddenly stood in front of Dracula and said firmly, "I have heard from my parents that you exposed your identity in order to save me... This is not your problem at all!"
"Cedric, you don't have to persuade me." Dracula shook his head gently, "I exposed my identity on purpose. I've actually been bored with the same old teaching."
"But didn't you also say that the fun that happened in Hogwarts was the most concentrated place you had ever seen?" Cedric continued to persuade, "Maybe there will be a lot of fun things happening here in the future. Don't you want to see them?"
"It's no longer necessary. I find it troublesome." Dracula said, "Not everyone thinks like you, especially those self-righteous parents... Who would want their children to be educated by a vampire?"
At this time, Cedric's parents hesitated and walked towards Dracula.
"Professor Dracula, we all support you to continue as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts." Amos Diggory said.
"That's right. I can't think of anyone more suitable to teach this course than you." Mrs. Diggory agreed. "There have been too many professors of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts. You are the only one who has been re-elected for four terms."
"I told you, this is not a question of suitability." Dracula shook his head and said, "I just don't want to be a professor anymore."
"But… "
"Don't ask me any more buts. I've made up my mind to leave." Dracula interrupted them and said firmly.
He walked around the Diggory family and walked forward again.
However, after he had taken a few steps, two more people blocked his way.
"Professor, have you forgotten our bet?" Fred George said to Dracula with a grin.
"We were only in our third year at the time, and we made a bet in the hall that the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor would leave after teaching for a few months." George added, "You came over and bet dozens of Galleons, saying that you could continue teaching here... Do you remember?"
"Yes, Professor." Fred said, "If you leave like this, you will lose those dozens of Galleons to us!"
"That's right. If you can hold back and not leave, we'll lose," George said. "We just happened to get the winnings from Bagman from the last bet, so we can pay you back now!"
Dracula looked at the two of them in surprise.
"It's really not easy to deduct the gambling money from you two misers." He chuckled.
"Really! So you've changed your mind?" Fred and George asked expectantly.
"No, I'll treat those dozens of Galleons as an investment in your joke shop." Dracula shook his head. "Didn't you say a long time ago that you wanted to open a joke shop of your own?"
"Professor, you still remember..." the twins said in surprise.
"Of course, there's nothing I wouldn't remember." Dracula smiled and pushed Fred and George aside, then walked towards the castle gate. "Okay, don't stop me. Think carefully about what products to put on the shelves when the time comes!"
However, Harry, Ron and Hermione also rushed over.
Among them, Harry was even using a crutch to support his injured leg, with Pomfrey chasing after him.
"Professor, are you really leaving?" Harry asked anxiously, "We need you, Hogwarts needs you... I still have a lot to learn!"
"Yes, Professor," Ron nodded and said in agreement, "Hermione just said that if you leave, she will never find a professor who can easily give her a note to borrow books from the restricted area like you do!"
Hermione glared at Ron fiercely, but did not refute. She just looked at Dracula in front of her hopefully.
"Don't worry, Dumbledore will find a better Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Dracula said to the three young wizards with a smile, "Professor Flitwick was once a dueling champion. If you have any questions, you can go to him. He will not hesitate to teach you."
As he said this, he wanted to pass the three little ones and continue walking towards the gate.
However, then, more and more young wizards rushed over from the audience seats and stood in front of Dracula. Hundreds of students gradually gathered together to form a magnificent river of people.
Their eyes were filled with reluctance, and they shouted out words of persuasion to keep them. Some sentimental little witches even cried...
Looking at this scene, Dracula's eyes flashed slightly.
His cold heart actually felt a little touched.
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