Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Iger looked at the expressionless little Loli, then turned to look at Erwen, who was dazed aside, and smiled awkwardly: "Of course, I'm not sure when she will wake up..."

"I'm hungry..." Emily's soft and waxy voice sounded in Iger's ear.

"So...it's time to eat?" Iger looked at Erwen and spread his hands, then turned his head and met a pair of scarlet eyes.

Iger reflected that something was not right.

They are vampires...

What do vampires eat when they are hungry?

Eat blood!

Who's to eat?

I am a human here, who else can I eat?

Iger, who had reacted, laughed dryly, but fortunately Erwen on the side eased Iger's embarrassment in time: "Sir Duke, the meal has been prepared for you, please move to the restaurant."

Erwin's voice was gentle, but Emily ignored him and just stared at Iger.

Emily felt strange now, she felt that if she could drink the blood of the boy in front of her, she could become a prince.

"I want to drink your blood..." Emily looked at Iger seriously.

Iger shook his head: "No, I saved you, you can't avenge your kindness."

"I'll just take a sip." Emily frowned and looked at Iger with some displeasure.

"I don't think so..." Iger looked like Jacky Cheung, joking, what should you do if you can't stop being excited again?

And the vampire's teeth are poisonous, and if you can't fix it, you can get infected with another disease.

After thinking about it, Iger turned around and planned to leave, but a small hand grabbed the cuff.

"I can give you my first hug..." Emily looked at Iger eagerly: "I'll just drink a little."

"I don't want it!" Iger quickly pulled back his sleeve: "I don't want to be a vampire."

"Oh..." Emily said regretfully, "Then let's go eat..."

A few minutes later, in the restaurant, a group of vampires looked curiously at the little loli in the main seat, wanting to see what their duke looked like.

It's no wonder they were curious. In fact, this generation of vampires in the castle broke their inheritance from the previous generation. After all, the previous generation was crazy, and no one dared to enter the Duke's room casually. Traditional vampires look at the superior and inferior. is very heavy.

Emily drank while holding a blood bag, her eyes drifting to Iger who was eating steak from time to time.

Vampires don't eat human food at all. They can accept a lot of things, such as tomatoes, half-cooked beef, or coffee. As long as the composition is similar to blood, they can accept it.

Iger has always wondered whether these vampires would drink if there was blood in the urine...

"Is beef delicious?" Emily asked suddenly looking at Iger.

"It's delicious." Iger nodded.

"I've been drugged." Emily laughed immediately when she heard the words, squinting her eyes very happily, revealing two pointed little tiger teeth.

"Grass..." When Iger heard the words, he turned over the bag and found a few bottles of antidote, which he poured indiscriminately.

"Cut, **** potion..." Emily pouted.

Shaking his head, Iger felt that there was nothing wrong with his condition, and turned to look at Emily: "Is there any difference between the Duke of the Blood Race and an ordinary vampire?"

"Of course there is a difference..." Emily nodded: "This is the difference between evolutionary levels. An ordinary vampire can only live for three hundred years at most, an earl can live for five hundred years, a duke can live for eight hundred years, and a prince can live for more than a thousand years. And it has power comparable to that of a giant dragon."

"So powerful, why is he still cursed?" Iger pouted, who was he to scare, even if the giant dragon came, he would have to lie down in front of me, and he would have to add a meal.

"Have you heard of Haierbo?" Emily looked at Iger and asked.

"Not only have I heard of it..." Iger grinned, why is there any shadow of him?

"He put a curse on my ancestors..." Emily explained.

"Will you be crazy after two hundred years old?" Iger looked at Emily curiously.

"No, it's a curse to kill, but the blood of vampires is special, and my ancestors are very powerful, so I resisted this curse, but I will go crazy after two hundred years old..." Emily explained in a flat voice : "I once thought if the curse would be cancelled if I became a prince, but I failed."

Emily's voice was flat, as flat as if she had slept for two hundred years.

"Speaking of which, it seems that there is basically no news of the blood clan now..." Iger pinched his chin and thought.

"Because they are all dead..." Emily nodded: "I am the last Duke of the blood clan."

"How did you die?" Iger was a little curious.

"In pursuit of humans, there is a legend that the blood race is the descendant of the devil, so even wizards will not be with us." Emily thought for a while and said, "Two hundred years ago, the blood race was almost uprooted."

"I fell ill when I was eleven years old, and the doctor couldn't cure me. My eldest relative, who was also the last prince at the time, gave me the first embrace. Not long after I survived, he died." Emily's voice was rare. There were some fluctuations: "It was killed by the wizards..."

"Uh... I'm so sorry." Iger smacked his lips.

"So wizards are cruel, let me give you the first embrace, let me absorb some of your blood and become a prince. After accepting my first embrace, you can directly become a duke..." Emily looked at Iger and said eagerly.

"Don't..." Iger politely declined her.

"I can give you my coffin..." Emily looked at Iger hesitantly, and said with some pain.

"Crazy! What do I want a coffin for!" Iger was a little crazy. How did these values ​​collapse to make such crazy words?

"My coffin is very expensive, and the space inside can isolate time. You see, I've been in bed for two hundred years and I'm still so young." Emily said a little aggrieved.

"You lied, you are not like this in the coffin at all, obviously you are in your twenties!" Iger pouted, a little disapproving.

"That's a curse. The effect of the curse is to forcibly activate the hunting instinct in our body. Because I am young, my body will change when I hunt..." Emily emphasized.

"That is to say, the function of your coffin is to keep it from rotting for a long time?" Iger pointed out the function of the coffin simply and directly.

Listening to Iger's words, Emily felt that she was looked down upon, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "This is a coffin made by Nicole Lemay, and it is very valuable!"

After beckoning the staff behind him and hitting the ground, Iger sneered: "This is what Nicole LeMay made."

Saying that, Iger took out a revolver and slapped it on the table: "This is modified by Nicole Lemay!"

Emily instinctively took a step back, staring straight at the revolver in Iger's hand, even the staff was ignored by her, intuition told her that if she was hit by this thing, she would die...

"What is this?" Emily asked, looking at the revolver with some horror.

"Pistol, the bullet is Mithril..." Iger turned the pistol in a show.

"Take that thing away..." Emily looked at Iger uncomfortably.

The vampires are afraid of silver products, let alone mithril...

Looking at Iger carefully, Emily asked hesitantly, "Nicole Lemay is still alive?"

"Life is nourishing..." Iger nodded, not only he was alive, but also his wife, although Iger rarely saw his wife...

"A human being lives longer than the blood race..." Emily sighed with emotion: "Sure enough, the legendary magic stone is true..."

"Why didn't you ask him for help in the first place?" Iger was a little puzzled, so there was no need to lie down for two hundred years...

"Nicole Lemay's whereabouts are a secret." Emily shook her head: "We couldn't find him. At that time, many people wanted his Philosopher's Stone. Two hundred years ago, he slaughtered a lot of people who didn't like him. Well-meaning people then go into seclusion."

Iger was a little stunned, Slaughter?

The old man was very fierce when he was young!

No, he was more than 400 years old two hundred years ago, and he is not young anymore...

I can't see it, the image of a gentle grandpa next door, suddenly the style of painting has become a **** Shura.

"That is to say, there was no other way for you to get rid of the curse, right?" Iger nodded thoughtfully.

"No..." Emily nodded: "You got the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Yes, here I am." Iger nodded frankly, he was very confident in his own strength, and was not worried at all about attracting the greed of others.

"What a lucky person..." Emily lowered her head in disappointment.

"You are also very lucky to have met me." Iger said rather stinky, and then stood up: "Since you have removed the curse for you, then I should leave, if you need any help in the future, Just come and find me at Hogwarts."

"Where are you going?" Emily looked at Iger eagerly: "I'll go with you!"

She is still full of grief for Iger's blood...

"I'm going to China, you can't go, you'll be eaten..." Iger waved his hand, and then politely declined the golden key handed over by Erwen: "It doesn't matter what the reward is, I'm not short of money, I just help. "

Iger really didn't plan to ask for a reward, just kidding, with the Philosopher's Stone in his hand, who in Europe is richer than him?

Unless he made gold on a large scale and played with the market for precious metals, he was always a local tyrant.

What's more, it wasn't for the money in the first place...

After speaking, without waiting for Emily to respond, he disappeared into the room with a snap.

"Two hundred years later, you can't even do the ban on Apparition?" Emily looked at the position where Iger disappeared, and then turned to look at Erwen dissatisfied.

"There are restrictions, but it is said that this person can ignore the restrictions..." Erwen immediately bowed his head respectfully.

"Who is he?" Emily asked curiously.

"Iger Morriss, who is said to be one of the strongest wizards in Europe, is a silent one, only twelve years old..." Erwin whispered about Iger's information.

"Oh..." Emily sighed, and then sat down on the chair sullenly.

The evolution of the blood race is very difficult. Most of the inheritances are passed on to the children through blood before the elders die, but Emily's elders died in the hands of the wizard, which made Emily lost. Chance to be a prince.

"How many blood races are there in Europe now?" Emily leaned on the back of the chair and raised her legs, and asked slightly scornfully.

"Probably, a thousand people..." Ervin made a rough estimate.

"All of Europe? Thousands?" Emily was a little surprised by the number, even though she expected that there would be very few left.

There have never been many dark creatures in Europe, and the blood clan was an extremely large clan a thousand years ago, and there are only a thousand people left in the past...

"Most of them are still untouchables. Families with heritage like ours are even rarer, and they are all small families that used to be infamous. The thirteen clans have been wiped out." Erwen's voice was a little sad: "And among the wizards In our eyes, we are like a ghost like that group of werewolves..."

"It's really sad..." Emily stood up expressionlessly, turned and walked towards the door: "It will die sooner or later if it goes on like this, since it's so painful to live, it's not necessarily a good thing to die, and those who can't adapt to the times will be eliminated. …”

"Lord Duke?" Erwin looked at Emily in surprise.

"Just live your own life, don't bother me." Emily didn't look back.

"Sir, where are you going?" Erwin looked at Emily's back in panic.

"Where to go?" Emily finally looked back at him blankly: "Go to China."

"Lord Duke! Lord?" Erwin looked at Emily's back with tears in his eyes. A group of vampires looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"What should we do now?" Bernice spread her hands in confusion.

"What should I do?" Erwin sighed angrily: "I'm going to follow the adults! You guys stay at home..."

Erwen felt very fucked. Isn't it normal that he should pinched his waist and shouted after learning that there were only a thousand people left in the clan: 'I will lead the clan to a greater future'?

Where did the cold attitude of your X: 'Oh, extinction will be extinction...' where did you come from?

This is not in line with the normal plot development trajectory at all!

Iger walked very neatly, and Emily walked very neatly, basically disappearing after leaving the castle, leaving Erwin alone standing at the gate of the castle shivering. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

All the way to Athens, Iger easily found the entrance of the Ministry of Magic, and after reporting the application for the international door key, he flew away with the door key.

Iger's route was simple and rude. He went directly from Greece to Turkey, and after changing the door key three times, he came to India. After calculating the distance on the way, Iger seemed to have an electronic sound in his mind again: Ding! Congrats on unlocking the map of the Asia plate, keep up the good work...

After a rough feeling, Iger found that the farthest distance he could Apparel was only the distance from New Delhi, India to Tehran, Iran, which was about half the length of China...

And this distance will consume the magic power in the body, and it will take about ten minutes to wait for the silent transfer...

However, Iger didn't have too many ideas. This length is enough, which proves that it took him an hour at most to Apparate from China back to the UK, which is much faster than a plane...

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