Chapter 461
Vampire Professor
Chapter 461 Vampire Professor
"Okay, kids, it's about time, that's all for today!"
Professor Sprout clapped his hands and said cheerfully, "Put away all the tools... Morag, don't forget the shovel you put under the flower pot... Pansy, be gentle with the geranium next to you... Don't leave anything in the greenhouse, and remember to complete your homework on time!"
The students walked out of the greenhouse one after another, covered in mud and the smell of dragon dung.
Vader walked around a few students and approached Professor Sprout.
"professor?"
"What's wrong, Wade?" Professor Sprout held the shovel in his hand and asked while sorting out the plants that the students had not transplanted well, "Do you need my help?"
"It's like this, professor." Wade took a look and saw that the last two students had also left the greenhouse, then he said softly: "Do you remember Hailey?"
"Of course." Professor Sprout stopped shoveling and said sympathetically, "That's a poor child... Do you have anything to do with her?"
"Yes... No, it wasn't me." Wade said, "Her sister wanted to meet her. I asked Professor Dumbledore before, and he said that you arranged for the child to be adopted."
"Yes, it's me...Oh, Merlin!"
Professor Sprout showed a smile of surprise and joy on his face. He was about to scream, but he suppressed his voice and asked, "Her sister is not...you mean...that child..."
Facing the professor's inquiring look, Vader nodded affirmatively.
Professor Sprout's smile almost broke out of his face.
"That's great...thank you Merlin! I've really been worried about her...what about her...her little problem?"
"We are trying to find a solution," Wade said. "Dumbledore has contacted Mr. Newt Scamander, but he is currently in Cherrapunji, India... I heard that he is rescuing a curled-winged demon. In short, when he comes back, he will start researching ways to treat it."
"If there's anything I can do to help, just come and see me!"
Professor Sprout said sincerely with expectation in his eyes: "I am very happy to help... By the way, I think the Ministry of Magic's decision is as ridiculous as being hit on the head by a hopping bulb!"
Vader couldn't help but laugh and said, "I think so, Professor."
"Oh, yes, the address!"
Professor Sprout wrote a note and handed it to Wade, saying, "You can take the child to this place, but it's best not to show up. I suspect the Ministry of Magic has arranged for someone to keep an eye on Hayley! They know how much the child values this little girl."
"I know, Professor." Wade looked at the address and found it was in a small town near Kilmarnock. He asked again, "Who adopted her?"
"A distant cousin of mine, he's a Squib and his wife is a Muggle who doesn't know anything about magic, they're both very nice people. They don't have any children of their own and now they love Hayley very, very much."
Professor Sprout smiled with his eyes curved and said, "After all... that child is so cute and well-behaved, she deserves the best."
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The sunlight shone through the narrow window onto the copper chandelier and the oak table. Professor Troka was teaching his students with a book in his hand.
"Vampires are ancient magical creatures that feed on the blood of living creatures. Of course, they can also eat ordinary food, but their less sensitive taste buds can only taste very bland food, and it is difficult to digest."
Professor Trocca said in a dry voice: "So most vampires only like blood or food made from blood."
"Vampires have extraordinary strength, speed, and healing abilities, but they also have their weaknesses, such as sunlight, garlic, holy water... and of course, wooden stakes."
The professor's eye twitched and his body leaned back unconsciously, as if he wanted to move away from the book in his hand. He paused for a moment before continuing.
Wade looked down at the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook and found a vampire with a stake piercing his heart and his mouth open to wail silently. He looked at the new professor with sympathy, and then looked around and found that no one except himself noticed the change in Professor Troka's expression just now, and most people were drowsy.
There is actually not much difference in appearance between vampires and humans. It was only after Wade had learned some special things from Dumbledore that he was able to recognize Professor Trocca's true identity, but the other students did not notice this.
"Help..." Michael, who was also lying on the table next to him, whispered weakly, "Has Professor Troca been infected by Professor Binns? This is the first time he has made the Defense Against the Dark Arts class so boring. Buzz buzz buzz... buzz buzz buzz..."
Michael hummed a few times and successfully hypnotized Goyle, who was sitting nearby. The tall man fell on the table with a "thump". The usually serious Professor Troka just glanced at him and said nothing.
Michael couldn't help yawning and tried to open his eyes to take a few notes. Suddenly he realized that Professor Troka was just reading from the textbook.
He completely gave up fighting his sleepiness, quietly pulled up the hood of Goldstein, who was sitting in front of him, and put it on him to increase his height, then lay down and fell asleep with peace of mind.
Vader covered his lips with his fist, barely holding back a laugh. Even though he tried hard to hold it back, a smile spread from his eyes.
Goldstein naturally felt something. He looked back at Michael, then at Wade, shook his head with a speechless expression, but did not take off his hood. Instead, he sat up a little straighter.
The boring textbook reading lasted for most of the class. Finally, a student couldn't bear it anymore and raised a hand high.
Professor Trocca wanted to ignore it, but the other party's attitude was very firm, so he put down the book and asked, "Any questions, McDougal?"
"Professor!" Ravenclaw's Morag MacDoug asked, "We have all read these in the book. I want to know when we can practice them?"
"This..." Professor Troka said guiltily, "There are no living vampires in the school who can help you practice this..."
"What about the underground secret room? I heard it has been renovated a long time ago!" Blaise Zabini from Slytherin also said, "Professor Abigail told us that we can have very exciting practical exercises in it this semester!"
"Yes, yes!" Other students also started to make noises: "We want to go to the underground secret room! Why are we not allowed to go in this semester?"
Professor Troca actually knows about this.
"Well... there is a reason why the school temporarily closed the Chamber of Secrets. It involves a 'top-secret plan' of the Ministry of Magic. It will only be announced when the Ministry of Magic deems it necessary..."
"What plan, professor?" The students selectively ignored Professor Troka's subsequent words and asked excitedly.
"I can't say...No one can reveal it until things are completely settled."
Professor Troka refused to speak, but amid the students' complaints and protests, he could not resist and said evasively:
"I can only tell you that this is an unprecedented event... Prepare well, children. Perhaps one of you will gain the glory that will accompany you for the rest of your life..."
"What are you going to do, Professor?" Several girls asked pitifully, "Please, Professor Troka, tell us a little more about the situation?"
"Well... this..." Professor Trocca hesitated for a while: "If I were you, I would definitely study hard from now on, especially Defense Against the Dark Arts... I will definitely be able to use it when the time comes. Don't wait until you fail to regret it, kids..."
The classroom suddenly became quiet.
The students looked at Professor Troca with confusion and inquiry, suspecting that he was just making up an excuse to "persuade" everyone to study hard.
After asking questions for a while, he could not get any more information. Professor Troka continued teaching, and soon, the students all looked drowsy.
When the bell finally rang, students and professors alike showed the same expression of liberation.
"Weide Gray?" Professor Trocca stood at the door of the classroom, looked at Weide and said, "If you have time, come to my office?"
(End of this chapter)