The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 44: Malfoy is frustrated

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Ron resolutely joined Draco Malfoy's two big followers.

And then... nothing happened.

He was no match for the huge Crabbe and Goyle, and was soon controlled by the two men who grabbed his arms and thighs and pinched him, unable to move at all.

Malfoy stood beside him smugly, grinning like a villain:

"This is your lackey, Potter? So vulnerable!"

"Ron is my friend, he is not a follower! The two next to you are called followers!" Harry was filled with anger and rushed towards Crabbe and Goyle, trying to rescue Ron from them. Hermione couldn't stop him.

… Then Harry was also controlled by having his neck and feet tied up and placed together with Ron.

"Is this the so-called savior? Nothing more than that!" Malfoy was very proud of himself. He looked at the students sitting at the Gryffindor table with great complacency. He felt extremely happy that he had led Slytherin to suppress Gryffindor House.

Malfoy's provocative behavior finally aroused the anger of the crowd. The Gryffindor students who were eating stood up from the table and approached him step by step.

Seeing a large group of people coming angrily, Malfoy felt a little guilty. But thinking that his backers were nearby, he raised his head and looked at the Gryffindor lions in front of him with disdain.

Just as the Gryffindor students approached and were about to arrest Malfoy like Ron and Harry now, a gloomy voice sounded -

"I haven't seen you for a few minutes, and it seems that Gryffindor students have become much bolder." Snape sneered, "Now they dare to bully younger students in public?"

"Someone provoked us first, Professor Snape." Hermione poked her head covered with messy brown hair from behind the crowd and argued, "Malfoy was just insulting Ron and Harry's family."

"No matter what, hitting someone is against Hogwarts school rules, Miss Granger. And I saw that it was Mr. Weasley who started it first." Snape said in a smooth tone, "Gryffindor is deducted ten points. Weasley, Potter, you should feel lucky that you didn't get more. Well, let's all go!"

Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle threw Ron and Harry back to the Gryffindor team, laughing rudely, as if they were mocking the helplessness of Gryffindor House and the weakness of the so-called savior.

"I'm going to teach him a lesson," Ron said gritting his teeth, looking at Malfoy's back, "One day, I'm going to teach them a lesson—"

"I hate them both," echoed Harry. "Damn Malfoy and Snape."

At this moment, Malfoy, who was gloating, seemed to be suddenly slapped hard in the face. He turned several times on the spot and then fell heavily to the ground.

Malfoy felt humiliated, and with the burning pain on his face, he started to cry in grievance.

"Who?! Who plotted against me? Don't let me catch you, my dad will make you pay the price!" He cried and yelled, his tears still flowing.

Snape showed a somewhat doubtful expression and cast his gaze on Dracula not far away.

Dracula crossed his arms and also moved his gaze over to meet Snape's eyes.

"What a coincidence, Professor Snape." He was the first to greet.

"Professor Dracula, as far as I know, no one else around here has such a superb silent spellcasting ability." Snape stared at Dracula and said coldly, "Don't tell me that Draco's attack had anything to do with you."

"Don't doubt it, it was me who did it." Dracula said to Snape indifferently, "Malfoy should be punished for provoking his classmates."

"Oh, by the way, Slytherin will be deducted ten points." He glanced at Malfoy who was sitting on the ground and added, "Professor Snape, there should be no problem if I follow your management method, right?"

Snape's face turned very ugly.

"Professor Dracula, your practice of physically punishing students seems inappropriate, doesn't it?" he said stiffly.

"Oh? So it is appropriate for Professor Snape to deduct points from Gryffindor alone and ignore Slytherin's mistakes?" Dracula asked with a chuckle.

Snape stared at Dracula, his lips trembling.

Then he turned around abruptly and left the hall without looking back. His long robes were thrown up behind him, splashing Malfoy, who was sitting on the ground...

Malfoy stared in amazement at his headmaster who left without saying goodbye, feeling abandoned.

"Well done, Professor! I knew this favor would pay off!"

The Weisslai twins came running over with joyful looks on their faces, and George praised loudly.

Fred also winked at the side, "It turns out that it's Professor Dracula who should teach that old bat Snape a lesson!"

Dracula turned to look at the Weiss twins and sneered, "You actually used the favor I just gave you for such a trivial matter. I have never seen wizards as extravagant as you."

"It's okay, professor." Fred said carelessly, "No matter what it is, you have to use it when you get it. There's no point in saving it!"

"Then I hope you won't regret it later." Dracula chuckled, waved to Wesley and Harry, and then walked towards the door of the auditorium.

At this moment, Malfoy, who was still sitting on the ground, could no longer sit still. He felt that he should at least say something harsh at the end, otherwise he would lose face.

So before Dracula left, he suddenly said loudly:

"You... don't be so proud too soon! My father is the director of Hogwarts. I will make him expel you!"

Dracula paused for a moment, then turned around and looked at him.

"What do you think? Are you scared?" Seeing Dracula's actions, Malfoy suddenly became energetic and raised his head and said, "As long as you apologize to me now, I can prevent my father from expelling you!"

After all, Malfoy was deeply impressed by the Defense Against the Dark Arts class a few months ago. Even if he had lost face, he only dared to ask Dracula to apologize to him and did not dare to make more excessive demands.

However, Dracula had no intention of apologizing. Instead, his eyes showed a look of interest.

"Interesting, now Hogwarts actually has a board of directors?"

He curled the corners of his mouth slightly, bent down and approached Malfoy who was sitting on the ground, and said softly: "Can you do me a favor, Mr. Malfoy?"

"Tell your father to come to Hogwarts with the other school directors."

"Just say that the landlord of Hogwarts wants to see them."