Chapter 203 - 203 Dracula having fun with himself.

Chapter 203: Chapter 203 Dracula having fun with himself.

Dracula said that he was having fun with this duel.

Compared to the previous duel with his future self when he didn't know who his enemy was, this time, hiding his identity and dueling with his past self was a completely different kind of excitement.

Although there were some hardware shortcomings, Dracula was using a randomly picked up pine wand, and couldn't use his best magic yet, so he might be a little bit different from his past self when it came to hard fighting.

But he could still remember most of his response process and methods from his last duel.

Therefore, if he deliberately reduced some magic spell sparring and focused on increasing the skill and sensitivity exchanges, then Dracula's gameplay experience in this duel would be very good.

In particular, looking at his past self, although he was still bracing himself to maintain his high style and strong aura, but from his micro-expressions you could see his inner shock and bewilderment, which greatly satisfied Dracula's bad taste!

In fact, the two differently dressed Dracula were enjoying themselves, and continued to fight until the dawn before finally stopping.

At this time, the sun had completely risen from behind the distant mountains, hanging high in the sky and casting a fiery red reflection on the surface of the Black Lake.

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The Dracula of the past hadn't bought a set of large hoods from Mrs. Moggin to wear, and couldn't help but frown in the sunlight, unconsciously raising his hand to cover the top of his forehead.

Dracula, who had never come back to the past, was wearing a gorgeous big red cloak, without an inch of skin exposed, the sunlight couldn't shine on his body at all. It was slightly more comfortable than the Dracula of the past anyways.

But after all, it is still under the sun, even if there is no problem physically, but psychologically it is always very unpleasant.

And so Dracula spoke for the first time after coming to the shore of the Black Lake.

"My time is almost up." He temporarily shaped his voice with a shapeshifting spell and said in a voice that was very different from his usual voice.

The fight was already over, so naturally there was no big problem with speaking a little, even if his past self did find out his true identity it wouldn't affect the battle because of it.

What's more, with such a short sentence, and with a completely changed voice, Dracula didn't think that his past self would really be able to recognize him.

Sure enough, it took a bit of effort for the past Dracula to even barely recognize what the Dracula who had regressed back to the past was saying, not guessing him at all.

"What does about time mean?" Dracula from the past asked.

Dracula, however, hadn't bothered to communicate with himself anymore, he wasn't about to spend any of his rare time back in the past on his past self, so with a casual shake of his head, he phantom shifted out of the way.

Of course, he had fully guessed, or remembered, that his past self would make a move to intercept him.

And so, in the last moment before Phantom Shift left, Dracula used a strong Iron Armor spell to block the Illusory Hand Seal cast by the past Dracula at the location where the space was fluctuating.

Not only that, in order to prevent the Dracula of the past from finding himself by following the direction of the spatial fluctuation, so he smoothly changed a large group of rabbits with directional magic to perform phantom shifting constantly in the vicinity of Hogwarts, completely messing up the surrounding space.

As a result, Dracula in the past had nowhere to look for the Hood.

...

The Dracula of the past did not realize at all that the strange Hooded Man in his eyes was none other than himself who had never traveled back to the past.

What's more, he didn't expect that this Hooded Man who attacked Professor Hogwarts on Hogwarts' turf didn't choose to run away, but rather very arrogantly directly phantom shifted to the interior of Hogwarts Castle.

...

Dracula stood in an unoccupied corridor of the Hogwarts Castle and took out an old parchment from his pocket, which had an ancient Hogwarts school emblem branded on it.

Dracula knew, of course, that in less than two minutes, his past self should have pulled out the deed and searched the entire castle, using it to find any sign of the hooded figure in his eyes.

So backtracking, Dracula took out the deed first, quietly used it to apply an anti-scrying permission to himself, and cast an unmarkable spell and a tend to avoid spell on himself.

With the addition of several such spells, the other deed would be somewhat interfered with and would not be able to show Dracula's true figure on the deed.

He had just fought with his past self in violation of the Ministry of Magic, and was now a little weak, not quite wanting to follow Dumbledore inside the Headmaster's office.

"This matter is important, Professor Dracula, and I must discuss it with you immediately." Dumbledore was not the least bit impressed.

"With pleasure." The door to the faculty lounge was still open, and Dumbledore looked at Dracula and gestured toward it.

Dracula shook his head helplessly at his determination and walked out the door ahead of him.

Dumbledore was relieved to see this and followed in Dracula's footsteps out of the faculty lounge.

Before Dumbledore closed the door to the place, Hagrid suddenly caught up with him again.

"Headmaster, that, that ... Buckbeak, is Buckbeak alright?" He seemed to have thought of something and asked aloud, "Those cowards might take it out on magical creatures if they can't do anything with other wizards, Professor Kettleburne often encounters this kind of thing!"

Hagrid, though he seemed naive on the surface, was dedicated, responsible, and serious when the issue involved an animal he loved or someone he cared about.

Dumbledore's face changed and he sighed softly.

"Hagrid, I have other important things on my mind right now. Can we talk about Buckbeak later?" He said softly.

Hagrid's eyes widened and his expression very suddenly became dazed.

Dumbledore shook his head and slowly closed the door to the faculty lounge, then followed in Dracula's footsteps.

"Did something happen with Hagrid?" Dracula asked thoughtfully as he glanced at the doorway that had just closed, "I'll say, I thought I saw him sniveling when I first walked in."

"Actually, word has gotten around about Hagrid." Dumbledore cast a glance at Dracula and said tantalizingly, "It's only professors of ... umm, forthrightness like yourself who haven't known about it until now."

"Tell me about it?" Dracula asked.

"There was a teaching accident in Hagrid's first period class: a hawk-headed, horse-bodied winged beast named Buckbeak attacked a student who was in the middle of a lesson, and now the student's parents have approached Hogwarts and want to expel Hagrid." Dumbledore introduced.

"Actually you don't have to say it so politely, it's just Lucius and Draco Malfoy, father and son." Dracula laughed softly, "They're the only two that have a lot going on, I don't see anyone else with so much going on."

With that, Dracula added, "Oh no, except for those Weasleys."

Dumbledore smiled helplessly and said, "It was indeed the Malfoys, father and son. Draco Malfoy failed to follow classroom discipline and offended Buckbeak, so he was attacked; now Lucius Malfoy is trying to get justice for his son."

"It seems you haven't solved the problem completely yet, Dumbledore." Dracula teased, "Well, do you need my help?"

"Let's put this aside for now, I can still handle it at least." Dumbledore said, "But the other matter is not so manageable ..."

"Wouldn't you say, Professor Dracula?" He looked at Dracula with a stern and deep gaze, his tone heavy.

"Oh? Is there anything else you can't handle?" Dracula's face didn't change, as if he didn't even notice the warning intent within the principal's words, "Or does this matter also need my help?"

"This matter does require your help, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore took a deep breath and said in a hushed voice, "It doesn't require anything else complicated from you either, it would be nice to cooperate."

Dracula shrugged.

According to Dumbledore's tone and expression, I'm afraid that he has already discovered the fact that there are two Dracula's in the Hogwarts castle at this time ... He is now thinking about how he should weasel out of it to have a more successful rate of fooling the principal.

Although want to deceive this old fox as clever as the old principal, seems to be not very likely ...

Unconsciously, the two walked to the eighth floor of Hogwarts' main tower, in front of the principal's office door.

"Creamy fudge flies." Dumbledore uttered the password for the office.

The oddly ugly stone beast that was watching the door suddenly came to life and jumped aside, the wall behind it cracking in half.

Dracula and Dumbledore walked together up the rotating staircase behind the stone head.