Professor Vampire.

Chapter 288: Chapter 288 He is not dead yet

On the other side, earlier.

At the edge of the Quidditch field at Hogwarts, Snape, who had not paid much attention to the game, suddenly stood up, hurriedly pulled Dumbledore from the judges' seat, and came to an empty corner outside the maze.

"Do you know what happened in the maze?" he asked anxiously.

"What's wrong, Severus?" Dumbledore asked curiously, "Did you find any problems?"

Snape suddenly rolled up the wide sleeve of his left arm, revealing the hot and red Dark Mark.

"This is..." Dumbledore's expression also became solemn.

"This is the Dark Lord calling his servants!" Snape said heavily, with an unconcealable irritation on his face, "He's back, Headmaster, at this time! At this time when no one knows whether Potter is in trouble!"

Dumbledore's face finally changed.

"Where is Professor Dracula?" he asked quickly. "Isn't he always in the maze? If he is here, the chances of Harry getting into trouble are not high..."

"Also, when Voldemort summons the Death Eaters, you should respond immediately... With what happened to Tom before, he should trust you more than other Death Eaters. Don't waste this trust."

"No, he told me to stay in Hogwarts at that time. I can say that I can't get rid of your attention..." Snape said with an ugly face, "I want to know what happened in the maze now."

Just then, a strange little girl with half white and half black hair suddenly fell from the air.

"You are the principal of this school, right?" She looked up and down at Dumbledore's long white hair and beard, and asked.

"Yes, you are..." Dumbledore asked doubtfully.

He could clearly feel that the little girl in front of him was not the same as the wizard's magic, and the dark meaning was very obvious. She looked like a... vampire.

"It doesn't matter who I am. Anyway, he asked me to be a temporary security guard, so I came here." Selina said casually, "I wanted to go to the judges' seat to talk to the principal, but I couldn't find him. Fortunately, I heard someone talking here and came here."

"Excuse me, this 'he' is Professor Dracula, right?" Dumbledore asked politely.

"Who else can it be except him?" Selina curled her lips, "I was thrown here as a temporary security guard without even saying it clearly, and I have such a heavy workload right at the beginning..."

"Wait, you mean, Dracula is not on the scene now?" Snape's expression suddenly froze.

"Well, he suddenly has other things to do." Selina said as a matter of course.

As she spoke, she clapped her hands.

Dumbledore and Snape only then noticed that two people who were originally floating behind Selina were now placed on the ground in front of them.

"I picked up these two little guys in the maze, and now I'm handing them over to you." Selina said.

Judging from their appearance, Selina is younger than Fleur and John, but she calls the two warriors "little guys", which makes Snape feel awkward.

"Are these two... Miss Delacour and Mr. Kowalski?" Dumbledore didn't care about Selina's age. He looked at the two people on the ground and asked Selina, "After Mr. Krum, did they also have trouble..."

Dumbledore frowned tightly.

"There may be some problems here... I don't think there is anything in the maze that would prevent Mr. Kowalski from even casting the red spark."

Then, he looked at Selina with a serious expression and asked, "Madam, what was the state of these two warriors when you saw them?"

"This girl must have been unconscious for a long time. She was already like this when I got there." Selina said thoughtfully, "As for this boy, he was originally attacking the other two boys..."

"Don't worry, wait until I finish... I guess he was controlled by the Imperius Curse, so I knocked him out and brought him out."

"How could he be controlled by the Imperius Curse when he was playing the game?" Dumbledore asked in a deep voice, "What about the other two warriors? How are they?"

"They were not far from the trophy. After I help them get rid of the boy controlled by the Imperius Curse, the game should be over soon." Selina said.

Then, she was suddenly stunned for a moment, "Hey, why hasn't the game ended yet? I remember it took a long time to find you guys... Does it take so long to distinguish who gets the trophy?"

Dumbledore and Snape looked at each other, and the same words were clearly written in their eyes-

Something happened!

"Why did Dracula leave at this time?" Snape suddenly looked at Selena and questioned word by word, "Wasn't it him who said he would take good care of the contestants?"

"I don't know what he said to you." Selena put her hands on her hips and said dissatisfiedly, "And what do you mean? Do you think I'm not a good enough safety guard for him?"

"You can think that's what I mean." Snape said coldly.

Selena is not easy to mess with. She is used to being the acting leader of the vampire clan, and is used to being strong and revengeful. Naturally, she can't let Snape question her.

So, her eyes turned cold, and in the blink of an eye, a bat burning with white flames quietly attacked Snape.

"Severus, now is not the time to argue." Dumbledore suddenly stood up to break the tense atmosphere, "I think your mark should come in handy, we need to meet the Dark Lord."

He moved half a step without a trace, raised his hand lightly to extinguish the flames on the bat, and handed it back to Selena.

Selena widened her eyes in surprise when she saw her magic being easily wiped out.

She always knew that the headmaster of Hogwarts was very powerful, but she didn't expect him to be so powerful... From the little show just now, it can be seen that he is at least at the same level as Dracula.

"It's nice to meet you, this unknown lady." Dumbledore smiled gently and said to Selena, "We are not hospitality enough today, but there are really other urgent things to do. I hope you can understand."

Dumbledore didn't say anything more. When he looked at Snape again, his expression returned to seriousness.

Snape nodded, feeling the call of the Dark Mark on the inside of his left arm, and took Dumbledore out of the corner outside the maze.

Just as Dumbledore was about to call Fawkes the Phoenix over and take them to the place where Voldemort summoned the Death Eaters, a gust of wind suddenly came from the sky.

Dumbledore looked up and saw the Four Finals Cup flying over with Harry and Cedric, landing on the lawn surrounded by the audience seats.

A wave of sound came from the audience seats, and they thought the final champion had finally appeared, and cheered.

But when the first person found Cedric lying motionless on the ground with his eyes blank, the cheering became weak, and turned into an uproar.

Snape and Dumbledore walked up quickly and came to Harry and Cedric.

"Harry, Harry!"

Dumbledore helped Harry up from the lawn, looked down at him through his semicircular glasses, and was slightly relieved to see that he seemed to have no other problems except the wound on his leg.

Harry opened his eyes.

He saw the starry night sky and Headmaster Dumbledore in front of him.

There were dark figures around him, all pressing towards him, and the ground under his body seemed to be shaking slightly with their footsteps.

Harry let go of the trophy, but held Cedric tighter. He grabbed Dumbledore's wrist with his free hand, and Dumbledore's face was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry in the misty tears.

"Professor, hurry up, Cedric may not be dead!" He choked and said, "It was Voldemort who did it... Voldemort is back."

"What's wrong? What happened?" At this moment, the upside-down face of Cornelius Fudge, the British Minister of Magic, appeared in front of Harry, his face was pale and his expression was panic.

The Minister of Magic was originally going to come here to present the final award and give an impassioned speech, but the scene in front of him cast a shadow on his originally good mood.

This semi-final competition was specially held by Fudge to consolidate his political position. If someone died in the competition... Fudge couldn't imagine what kind of setbacks his political career would encounter.

"Merlin... Diggory!" He said with a pale face, "Dumbledore, is he... is he dead?"

Dumbledore didn't say anything, but pulled Cedric over with a serious face and reached out to touch his pulse.

"His heartbeat stopped." Dumbledore's face became heavier.

He took out his wand and cast several complex and powerful healing spells on Cedric in succession, but none of them worked.

"Severus, do you have any ideas?"

Dumbledore looked at Snape who came with him and asked softly.

"You should have figured it out... He's dead." Snape said expressionlessly, but his eyes looked a little dim. "I don't know why his soul didn't dissipate, but his body is completely dead."

"No... How is that possible!" Harry still held Cedric's wrist tightly, tears filling his eyes involuntarily. "He was clearly wearing the amulet made by Professor Dracula. The amulet can resist the Cruciatus Curse for me, and it should also be able to resist the Killing Curse..."

Dumbledore's eyes moved, and he found two identical inverted cross pendants on Cedric's neck.

Both pendants were bright red like blood.

"They have both taken effect, and they should have resisted a powerful black magic respectively." Dumbledore said softly.

"Two amulets..." Harry muttered, "Yes, Qiu Zhang should have given her share of the pendant to Cedric, how could Cedric get into trouble?"

"Harry, the killing curse is different from any other dark magic." Dumbledore said in a sad tone, "The killing curse is a spell that works on the rule level and cannot be completely resisted by any defense."

"But... Professor Dracula..." Harry still refused to accept his fate.

Obviously, this glimmer of hope has just risen, how can it be extinguished so easily?

"Enough, Harry, let him go." Fudge said standing by, "Amos Diggory is coming, let his father see him again."

Fudge began to twist Harry's fingers, trying to make him let go of Cedric's "corpse", but Harry still held on tightly.

Then Dumbledore's face came closer, still unclear.

"Harry, you can't help him, it's over. Let go." He said.

"It was clearly a trap for me..." Harry murmured in a low voice, "Why did Cedric get hurt... It's all my fault, I shouldn't have suggested that we win together..."

"It's okay, Harry, I don't blame you." Dumbledore said softly, "Let go..."

Dumbledore leaned down and helped Harry stand up with extraordinary strength for a thin old man. Harry staggered, as if there was a hammer hitting his head, and his injured leg could not support the weight of his body.

He vaguely saw that Amos Diggory, who had met him twice, fell beside Cedric, and a witch burst into tears... and many girls from Hogwarts were also sobbing softly.

...

When Dracula solved Andros's troubles and dealt with the despicable Herpo, he came back to see such a sad scene everywhere.

"Can anyone tell me what happened?" Dracula casually grabbed a girl who was sobbing in a deserted place and asked with a frown.

"Professor Dracula, where did you go just now?" The girl who was pulled over sobbed and cried to Dracula, "Cedric... Cedric he... he died! I had clearly put my amulet on him before the game, I just hope he won't get into trouble..."

Dracula then noticed that the girl he pulled over was Cedric's girlfriend, Qiu Zhang, a fifth-year student in Ravenclaw.

"Where is he?" Dracula's face darkened and became extremely scary, "Tell me, where is Cedric now!"

Qiu Zhang wiped his tears and pointed his finger to the center of the lawn.

Dracula's figure disappeared from the spot and instantly appeared on the lawn surrounded by the crowd.

"Get out of my way!"

As his cold words fell, the dense crowd was suddenly pushed aside by an irresistible force, leaving a wide passage for Dracula.

Dracula walked over to Cedric and looked at Amos Diggory and Mrs. Diggory who were crying bitterly.

"Let him go first, you two." He took a deep breath and said in a low voice,

"He's not dead yet."