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Chapter 291: Dracula vs Dumbledore

Just as they were crying for Cedric in grief, Professor Dracula, who was a security guard but had never appeared, 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 the 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 fought...

This was the first time they saw a battle between two great wizards, and it might be the only time in their lives.

A wizard as powerful as Dumbledore may not be born for hundreds of years. Since Voldemort, it seems that no one has been able to fight against Dumbledore for decades.

Therefore, although most of the young wizards have not figured out why things have turned out like this, they still eagerly began to watch this duel that is enough to be recorded in the history of magic.

...

Under the gazes of the young wizards, Dracula suddenly spread a pair of wide wings behind him and took off.

The rich dark power was released unscrupulously, causing hurricanes on the lawn. The audience nearby was like duckweed in the water, blown away and scattered, and had no way to control which direction they were floating.

Dumbledore looked up at the silver-haired figure hanging in the bright moonlight, his eyes more solemn than ever before.

He first waved his wand heavily, sending the spectators of the semi-finals, Fudge and the Aurors he brought back to the audience seats, leaving enough space on the lawn.

Then, he raised one arm high to his side.

A golden-red fire flashed, and the phoenix Fawkes appeared above Dumbledore, soaring gracefully around, and the moving chanting spread in the air, as if just listening could bring people unparalleled courage.

When Dumbledore was ready, Dracula in the air chuckled and disappeared suddenly.

At the same time, the bright moon in the sky suddenly became a full moon, and the snow-like moonlight suddenly became like an extremely large spotlight, pouring down a dazzling silver light.

This silver light gathered into a beam and went straight to Dumbledore.

Everything under the shining light seemed to lose its shape, becoming vague. The grass on the ground turned into a piece of 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 of debris, and the silver light from the full moon shone on the debris, as if shining into another space.

Behind the debris, Dumbledore stood on the lawn safely and brushed his sleeves.

The wizards in the audience seemed to be still intoxicated in a beautiful and dangerous dream, until this moment they suddenly realized that the first battle 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, casting 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 is basically the same.

However, the duel between Dracula and Dumbledore completely overturned their understanding of wizard duels.

The wizards present never thought that a duel could be so pleasing to the eye and so gorgeous!

Isn't this much more beautiful than the semi-finals?

The audience, especially the young wizards who are still in school, gradually had a strange glow in their eyes.

This powerful and gorgeous duel style is the future of their learning magic!

Before seeing this duel, some young wizards were still complacent about learning a simple Stunning Spell; some thought that the magic world was so comfortable that they would not need many attack and defense spells in their lives, so they decided to give up; some were just slacking off all day, thinking about taking one step at a time...

However, today's duel between the great wizards completely aroused their desire to learn magic. Even if they could not change the world like the two professors, at least they had to have a special skill.

On the lawn, the duel between Dumbledore and Dracula continued-

Dracula was so fast that he almost split into four or five clones to surround Dumbledore in the middle, and countless crescent-like light blades rushed towards him from all directions.

Dumbledore waved his wand and summoned a large piece of red flames, which spun in place into a storm of flames, swallowing 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. Then, thunder rolled from the horizon one after another.

At the same time, Fawkes flew from the sky to Dumbledore's side, dived into the rapidly burning firestorm, and rose up again with the flames, stirring up a roaring wind.

The storm wrapped in blazing flames, transformed into a huge fire phoenix, swallowing the snake-shaped lightning that connected the sky and the earth into its mouth.

The flames shattered, the phoenix was reborn, and a wrinkled fledgling flapped its wings and flew out of the ashes and 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 unconcealed appreciation and pleasure.

He hadn't had such a good duel for a long time, and felt that the muscles and bones all over his body were finally relaxed, and he couldn't suppress his joy.

"I am really flattered by this evaluation, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore adjusted his breathing slightly and said slowly, "I am still far behind 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, human physique still limits you after all - if you were 20 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 fainted on the ground at this time, and a small bat was quietly lying on Fudge's neck.

"You should thank me, Albus, I didn't take his life." Dracula's figure 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 with a frown.

"It's just that he has repeated the experience of the centaurs and mermaids of the two tribes." Dracula smiled maliciously.

"I want to see if Mr. Fudge can still trust those pure bloods as easily as before, and find others to take the blame as before."

After that, Dracula laughed.

Without waiting for Dumbledore to respond, he recalled the vampire bat on Fudge's neck and turned away.

"Professor Dracula, please wait a moment!"

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, but finally stopped Dracula from behind, "I want to know, the plan we made together to fight Voldemort... is it still valid?"

"Since I am no longer a professor at Hogwarts, what does this have to do with me?" Dracula smiled indifferently and waved his hand behind him, "The rest is up to you."

He walked forward a few steps, but then suddenly stopped.

"By the way, there is one thing I should let you know." Dracula turned his head and said to Dumbledore, "Albus, there are even bigger enemies behind Voldemort. I suggest you read more of The Tales of Beedle the Bard."

After saying this sentence that would sound inexplicable to others, Dracula smiled softly, looked at the Hogwarts Castle under 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 to save me... This is not your problem at all!"

"Cedric, you don't have to persuade me." Dracula shook his head gently, "I deliberately exposed my identity. I have long been bored with the monotonous teaching."

"But didn't you also say that the fun that happened in Hogwarts is the most concentrated place you have ever seen?" Cedric continued to persuade, "Maybe there will be a lot of interesting things here in the future. Don't you want to see it?"

"It's no longer necessary. I find it troublesome." Dracula said, "Not everyone thinks like you, especially those self-righteous parents... Who is willing to let their children receive education from a vampire?"

At this time, Cedric's parents hesitated and walked towards Dracula.

"Professor Dracula, we all support you to continue to serve as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts 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 can be re-elected for four terms."

"I said, this is not a question of suitability." Dracula shook his head and said, "I don't want to be this professor anymore."

"But..."

"Don't say buts anymore. I'm determined to leave." Dracula interrupted them and said firmly.

He bypassed the Diggory family and walked forward again.

However, after 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 the third year at that time, and we 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 to teach here... Do you remember?"

"Yes, professor." Fred said, "If you leave like this, then you will lose those dozens of Galleons to us!"

"That's right, if you can resist not leaving, then it will be considered that we lose." George said, "It just so happens that we got the winnings from the last bet from Bagman, and we are able to repay your bet!"

Dracula looked at the two in surprise.

"It's really not easy to deduct the bet money from you two misers." He chuckled.

"Really! So have you changed your mind?" Fred and George asked expectantly.

"No, those dozens of Galleons will be regarded 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 actually still remember..." The twins said in a daze.

"Of course, how could I not remember something?" Dracula smiled and pushed Fred and George aside, then walked towards the castle gate, "Okay, don't stop me, think about what products to put on the shelves when the time comes!"

However, Harry, Ron and Hermione also rushed over.

Among them, Harry even supported his injured leg with a cane, and Pomfrey was chasing 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 book borrowing note from the restricted area like you!"

Hermione glared at Ron fiercely, but did not refute, 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 little wizards with a smile, "Professor Flitwick was once a duel 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 to walk towards the door.

However, more and more little wizards rushed over from the audience and blocked Dracula. Hundreds of students gradually gathered together to form a magnificent river of people.

They were reluctant to leave, and they shouted loudly to keep him. Some emotional little witches even cried...

Looking at this scene, Dracula's eyes flickered.

He felt a little touched in his cold heart.