Looking at Dumbledore's raised wand, Dracula's eyes showed an extremely fiery light.
"After waiting for so long, I finally have a chance to fight you, Dumbledore?" He grinned exaggeratedly, revealing two extremely sharp side teeth. At the same time, the eerie wooden wand made of the little finger bone core was quietly grasped in his free right hand.
Dracula had never seemed so excited since he woke up.
Over the past few hundred years, he had only encountered a handful of opponents who could bring him pleasure in battle, and those people were all powerful wizards who dominated an entire era.
However, there are very few powerful wizards who can be widely recognized as Grand Sorcerers, that is, wizards whose strength is recognized by the entire magical community. Therefore, Dracula rarely has any interest in fighting with others.
But today is different!
Today, Dracula is facing the greatest wizard of our time, Albus Dumbledore! He is happy to fight him with all his strength!
Dumbledore looked at Dracula, who suddenly became excited, and stared at the ball of light in front of his left palm with a serious expression.
At this time, this ball of light, as dark as a black hole, had expanded to the size of a fire dragon egg, and the surrounding air was violently distorted under its influence.
Through this twisted air, Dracula could vaguely see Dumbledore behind the black hole. A hint of cunning seemed to flash in his blue eyes behind his glasses.
"Professor Dracula, I have changed my mind." Dumbledore winked at Dracula happily, "If you want to blow up Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, then go ahead! I won't stop you."
As he spoke, he wrote a runic character on the partition door next to the copper faucet. The character was like a piercing eye, which gradually became transparent and disappeared.
The next moment, a large fiery red bird appeared out of nowhere in a burst of fire and landed on Dumbledore's shoulder. It proudly raised its slender neck towards Dracula, flapped its wings, and disappeared into the semi-abandoned girls' bathroom with Dumbledore.
"Um?"
Looking at Dumbledore walking away, Dracula froze in his tracks.
Then he took another look at the "black hole" in his hand, which was now bigger than the fire dragon egg and could not be retracted at all. The corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily.
Oh my god, how can I blow it up? Do you want him to blow up the entire Hogwarts Castle
So, Dracula, with a dark face, raised the wand that he had been preparing to use to fight Dumbledore, and pointed it at the dirty little window next to him.
"Shattered glass (Fira)."
The glass shattered, revealing the gloomy night outside the window.
Dracula pinched the "black hole" in his hand and pushed it hard towards the cloudy sky outside the window.
The color of the light ball was dim to begin with. After leaving the bathroom, it blended into the night and quickly rose to a very high altitude.
“Boom!”
A dull sound came from the sky, almost shaking the Hogwarts Castle, and countless years of dust fell down.
The dark clouds in the night sky suddenly dispersed, and the gathered mist was swept away.
The clouds dispersed, revealing a bright full moon in the clear night sky, surrounded by endless stars. The reflected starlight was like countless pearls scattered on the sparkling black lake, shining brightly.
Dumbledore stood by the window of the headmaster's office, looking up quietly at the clear, spotless night sky with a smile on his lips.
"Tell me, Professor Dracula, do you understand what I mean now?" He looked at Fox on his shoulder and said to himself.
"Cry?" Fox tilted his head.
At this time, a clean and brand new hat, unwilling to be lonely, jumped onto the windowsill.
"Are you talking to me, Dumbledore?" it asked in a not-so-pleasant voice.
Dumbledore's face froze for a moment. The emotions that had just been brewing were interrupted in an instant, and all the sighs in his heart were choked in his throat.
And this feeling clearly appeared more than once tonight...
"No, not talking to you, Mr. Hat," he deadpanned, taking a deep breath.
"That must be talking to me!" Before the Sorting Hat could speak, a portrait of Phineas Black on the wall spoke, "I'm telling you, Albus, this Dracula is definitely not that worrying..."
"Shut up, Phineas!" Headmaster Dilys Devins interrupted him. "Can't you see that Dumbledore is thinking about something?"
"Oh, I thought he was asking us questions."
"… "
Portraits of former headmasters clashed noisily.
Dumbledore rubbed his brows and reluctantly took Fawkes away from the window, closing the screen door that separated the portrait wall with a "click".
…
Dracula's magic did not hit the castle, but it still had an impact on Hogwarts -
The two fifth-year prefects, Percy and Penelope, were having a tryst in the corridor of the entrance courtyard.
The gloomy night suddenly became clear and the sky suddenly brightened. The two good students who had relied on the darkness to muster up their courage suddenly lost their sense of security.
The two thin-skinned prefects who dared not openly violate the school rules slid back to their respective lounges with hot cheeks.
…
In the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid was lurking near a group of fire crabs.
He secretly placed a scorpion tail beast next to the fire crab and sprinkled some animal estrus drugs, trying to make the two species hybridize and create a new species.
However, the sudden light of night exposed Hagrid's huge body to the sight of two irritable species. The fire crabs and the manticores rushed towards Hagrid with a common hatred...
…
In the corridors of the castle, a pair of red-haired twins were playing their weekly game of hide-and-seek with the caretaker, Filch.
They used homemade cat toys to lure away Filch's cat so that it could not smell their scent, and then hid in a dark corner of the hall.
Suddenly, a muffled sound came from the air, and the whole castle shook, and a large amount of dust fell down.
Fred choked and couldn't help coughing.
Filch immediately heard the noise and slowly walked towards the dark corner of the hall.
"Don't worry, it's so dark here, we can sneak to another corner when he isn't paying attention." George whispered.
Just then, the haze dissipated, and a bright moonlight poured in from the window of the hall, shining just on Fred and George's faces.
Weiss twins: "..."
…
The culprit of all this, Dracula, had already left the semi-abandoned girls' bathroom, leaving only a small bat hanging upside down in the shadow in the corner of the bathroom, watching the copper faucet that was not producing water.
He understood Dumbledore's plan.
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