Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

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

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

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

Only then did Iger reflect that something was wrong.

They are vampires...

What do vampires eat when they are hungry?

Eat blood!

Whose to eat?

There is only one human being here, who else can I eat?

Iger, who reacted dryly, laughed twice. Fortunately, Erwin on the side relieved Iger's embarrassment in time: "Master Duke, I have prepared a meal for you, please move to the dining room."

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

Emily felt very strange now. She felt that if she could drink a mouthful of 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 repay your kindness with revenge."

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

"I don't think so..." Iger had Jacky Cheung's expression on his face, joking, what should you do if you can't stop being excited?

Moreover, the vampire's teeth are poisonous, if they get infected with some other disease, they will die.

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

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

"I don't want it!" Iger hurriedly pulled back his sleeve: "I don't want to be a blood race."

"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 own duke looked like.

No wonder they were curious. In fact, this generation of vampires in the castle has broken the inheritance from the previous generation. After all, the previous generation has gone crazy, and no one dares to enter the duke's room casually. It's heavy.

Emily squeaked while holding a blood bag, and her eyes drifted to Iger who was eating steak from time to time.

It's not like vampires don't eat any human food. 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 the group of vampires would drink if there was blood in the urine...

"Is the beef delicious?" Emily suddenly looked at Iger and asked.

"It's delicious." Iger nodded.

"I've been drugged." Emily laughed immediately when she heard this, squinting her eyes happily, revealing two small pointed canine teeth.

"Grass..." Iger immediately rummaged through the bag to find a few bottles of antidote and poured them indiscriminately.

"Tch, damn potion..." Emily curled her lips.

Shaking his head, Iger felt that there was nothing wrong with his condition, and turned his head to look at Emily: "Is there any difference between a blood-blooded duke and an ordinary vampire?"

"Of course there is a difference..." Emily nodded: "This is the difference in the level of evolution. Ordinary vampires can only live up to 300 years, earls can live for 500 years, dukes can live for 800 years, and princes can live for more than 1000 years. And it has power comparable to that of a dragon."

"Why is he cursed when he's so powerful?" Iger curled his lips, trying to scare anyone, even if the dragon came, he would have to lie obediently in front of me, or he would have to have an extra meal.

"Have you heard of Haierbo?" Emily asked Iger.

"It's not just that I've heard of it..." Iger grinned, why is he everywhere?

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

"Crazy after 200 years old?" Iger looked at Emily curiously.

"No, it was a curse to death, but the blood of vampires is special, and my ancestors are very powerful, so I resisted this curse, but I will go crazy after 200 years old..." Emily explained in a flat voice : "I once thought about whether the curse would be canceled if I became a prince, but I failed."

Emily's voice was very flat, as if she had fallen asleep in the past two hundred years.

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

"Because they are all dead..." Emily nodded, "I am the last Duke of the Blood Race."

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

"In pursuit of humans, there are legends that the blood race is descended from demons, so even wizards will not join 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 it. My eldest relative, who was also the last prince at the time, gave me my first embrace. Not long after I survived, he died." Emily's voice was rare. There was some fluctuation: "It was killed by wizards..."

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

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

"No..." Iger politely declined her.

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

"Crazy! What do I want a coffin for!" Iger was a little crazy. How did the values ​​collapse so that he could say such insane words?

"My coffin is very expensive, and the space inside can isolate time. Look, I've slept in it for 200 years and I'm still so young." Emily said aggrievedly.

"You're lying, you didn't look like this in the coffin, you obviously look like you're in your twenties!" Iger curled his lips, disapproving.

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

"That is to say, the function of your coffin is not to rot for a long time?" Iger simply and directly pointed out the function of the coffin.

Listening to Iger's words, Emily felt that she was underestimated, and couldn't help being a little embarrassed: "This is a coffin made by Nicole Flamel, it is very valuable!"

Iger sneered after waving the staff behind him to the ground, "This was made by Nicole Flamel."

As he said that, Iger took out a revolver and slapped it on the table: "This one was remodeled by Nicole Flamel!"

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

"What is this?" Emily looked at Zuolun in horror and asked.

"Pistol, the bullet is Mithril..." Iger turned the pistol as if showing off.

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

The blood race is afraid of silver products, let alone things like mithril...

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

"It's so nourishing..." Iger nodded, not only he is alive, but his wife is also alive, although Iger seldom sees his wife...

"A human being can live longer than a blood race..." Emily said with emotion, "Sure enough, the legendary Philosopher's Stone is real..."

"Why didn't you ask him for help?" Iger was a little puzzled. In this case, there is no need to lie down for two hundred years...

"Nicole Flamel'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 many people who were not good to him." People with good intentions, and then go into hiding."

Iger was a little dazed, slaughter?

The old man was very vigorous when he was young!

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

I can't tell, it's obviously a gentle grandfather next door, but suddenly the style of painting has changed to Hell Shura.

"That is to say, you didn't have any other way to get rid of the curse back then?" Iger nodded thoughtfully.

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

"Yes, here I am." Iger nodded frankly. He was very confident in his own strength, and he was not worried at all about attracting other people's greed.

"What a lucky person..." Emily hung her head a little disappointed.

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

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

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

"I'm going to China, you can't go, you will be eaten..." Iger waved his hand, and then declined the golden key that Erwen handed over: "Forget about the reward, I don't need money, just help out. "

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

Unless he manufactures gold on a large scale and breaks the market for precious metals, he will always be a local tyrant.

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

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

"Two hundred years have passed, and you can't even do the prohibition of apparition?" Emily looked at the place where Iger disappeared with a little dumbfounded, and then turned her head to look at Erwin dissatisfied.

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

"Who the hell is he?" Emily asked curiously.

"Egg Morrissey, said to be one of the strongest wizards in Europe, is a silent man, only twelve years old..." Erwin said softly about Iger's information.

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

The evolution of the blood family is very difficult. Most of the inheritance is passed on to the child through the blood before the elder relative dies. However, Emily's elder relative died at the hands of the wizard, which made Emily lose A chance to be a prince.

"How many blood races are there in Europe?" Emily asked slightly contemptuously, leaning on the back of the chair and raising her legs.

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

"The whole of Europe? Thousands of people?" Although she expected that there would be very few left, this number still surprised Emily.

There have always been many dark creatures in Europe, and the blood race was an extremely large family thousands of years ago, and now there are only a thousand people left...

"Most of them are untouchables. Families with inheritance like ours are even rarer, and they are all small families with no reputation. The thirteen clans have been wiped out." Erwen said in a sad voice: "And in the wizards In the eyes of us, we are the same ghost as that group of down-and-out werewolves..."

"It's really sad..." Emily stood up with a blank face, turned and walked towards the door: "Sooner or later you will perish if you go on like this. Since life is so painful, it may not be a good thing to be extinct. Those who cannot adapt to the times will be eliminated ..."

"Your Excellency?" Erwin looked at Emily in surprise.

"Just live your own life, don't bother me." Emily didn't turn her head.

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

"Where are you going?" Emily finally turned her head and gave him a blank look: "To China."

"My lord duke! My lord?" Erwin looked at Emily's back wanting to cry without tears. A group of vampires looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

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

"What should I do?" Erwin sighed angrily: "I'll follow the adults! You stay at home and watch..."

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

Where did your indifferent attitude of "Oh, let's go extinct..." come from?

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

Iger walked very quickly, and Emily also walked very quickly, basically disappearing after leaving the castle, leaving Erwin standing alone at the gate of the castle shivering.

All the way to Athens, Iger easily found the entrance of the Ministry of Magic, and flew away with the Portkey after reporting the application for the transnational Portkey.

The route Iger took was simple and rough, directly from Greece to Turkey, and changed the portkey three times to India. After calculating the distance of the transit, Iger seemed to hear the electronic sound again in his mind: Ding! Congratulations on unlocking the map of the Asian plate, please continue to work hard...

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

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

But Iger didn't have much thought, this length is enough, which proves that it takes at most an hour for me to return to England from China's apparition, which is much faster than the plane...

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