The Wizard Supreme at Hogwarts

Chapter 152 The Ill-Fated Little Vampire

After much deliberation, Norin decided to consider Jasmine's disposal later, and asked:
"Are you calm now?"

Dry tears mixed with dust spread all over Jasmine's face, but Norin had no intention of cleaning her up.Her eyes were still wide open, but the expression on her face gradually changed from anger and despair to sadness.

"How long have you been in London?"

Norin looked into her eyes and asked aloud.

Jasmine and him stared at each other for a long time, then suddenly turned her head resentfully, and ignored him.

"This is a headache... It seems that we can only send you to Azkaban and let the dementors deal with you..."

Noreen sighed, and said with embarrassment.

"Dementors?"

Jasmine shrank her shoulders, turned her head with some fear, and said with trembling lips, "Don't... I'll tell you."

When she was about to go to bed, Ryan always liked to tell some ghost stories to scare her, the scariest of which was the dementor.In Lane's description, dementors are creatures a hundred times darker than werewolves and vampires.This also made Jasmine's fear of dementors linger in her heart.

"Not long."

Jasmine hesitated for a long time, and finally bowed her head to the devilish boy in front of her, and said in a muttered voice, "There is a bounty hunter who is looking for us like crazy, and even severely injured Ryan."

"Bounty Hunter?"

Norin's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously thought of his cheap uncle.He said in a deep voice:
"more specific."

Jasmine felt her face was slippery, and she just wanted to reach out to touch it, when she realized that she was still tied up, and said tentatively:

"Can you stop tying me up? I won't run away."

Norin looked her up and down, thinking she couldn't go anywhere, so he agreed to her request.

After wiping her face clean, Jasmine sat on the chair, a trace of puzzlement and anger appeared on her small face, and said:

"About a few months ago, Ryan and I were still living in a vampire tribe. Except for the necessary...hunting of the tribe, we lived a very stable life."

She glanced at Norin uneasily, and muttered, "I know it's wrong to kill people, but I can't stop them..."

"continue."

Nolin didn't respond, and motioned for her to continue.

"The bounty hunter found the place where we lived, knocked Uncle Troka down, and seemed to be asking him about the whereabouts of something..."

"Then the uncles and aunts fought with that person...I didn't see clearly, and Ryan took me and ran away. The man severely injured Ryan with a spell."

As Jasmine said, a burst of grievance and sadness welled up her nose again, her eyes turned red, and she choked up and said,

"After he brought me to London, the werewolves headed by Greyback targeted us again... Ryan and I hid in that alley. At first we used money to buy those animals from humans blood, but the money ran out quickly...he was so badly injured that he couldn't get us any more food, so he had to..."

Jasmine covered her eyes with her hands, and secretly glanced at Norin, "Then, then... he was..."

Nuo Lin was speechless for a while after listening. If what she said was true, then this little girl is too miserable.He pondered for a moment and asked:

"What does that bounty hunter look like?"

"I can't see clearly..."

Jasmine shook her head, "He's wearing a cloak and a cocked hat, so he can't see his face clearly."

"What is that person looking for?" Norin asked noncommittally.

"I don't know...Uncle Troka never told me..." Jasmine replied subconsciously.

"Why did the werewolves target you?" Norlin didn't give her time to pause, speaking urgently, with a strong sense of oppression.

"I don't know... Ryan took me and finally escaped from their hunting range..."

"What is your identity among vampires?"

"I am the patriarch's daughter... ah!"

Jasmine replied in a trance, covered her mouth in horror after she said it, and then looked at Norin with eyes full of fear.

"No wonder..."

Norin didn't feel too surprised. It's not surprising that the words of the patriarch's daughter are a bit overwhelming.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I won't sell you to make money."

Norin said with a faint smile, "Tell me about your tribe."

Jasmine's eyes were full of doubts, and she felt that Norin was trying to trick her again.But after thinking about it, she has already revealed her identity anyway, and there is no value in hiding anything else, so she said:
"I was born into a very powerful vampire family, and the head of the family is my father..."

After Norin listened carefully, he nodded clearly.Judging from what Jasmine said, her family is very powerful, but after experiencing a war that changed the structure of the wizarding world more than ten years ago, this line of vampires gradually declined.

A few years after Jasmine was born, her father died at the hands of several wizards, and the family was torn apart. Jasmine was escaped by a loyal servant at the cost of her life.Troka, the leader of another vampire tribe, took her in and raised her.After that, it was what Jasmine said earlier.

Norlin had to lament the fate of this little vampire.

"Tell me all I know... Could you not turn me over to the dementors?"

Jasmine twisted her hands together and said timidly.

"I know you hate me in your heart." Norin glanced at her, and his tone was as direct as a sharp knife, easily piercing Jasmine's disguise, "But I will let you go. It doesn't matter if you want to seek revenge from me in the future, As long as you feel capable enough."

Jasmine's breathing stagnated, and tears fell again, but she stared at Norin stubbornly, as if she wanted to keep his appearance firmly in her heart.

She knew that it was wrong for Ryan to kill, but during those most difficult days, Ryan had been taking care of her meticulously. Facing the murderer who killed Ryan, how could she not have resentment in her heart?

She answered all questions about Norin, but she just wanted to survive and find a chance to avenge Ryan.After witnessing Ryan dying in front of her, the good and evil in Jasmine's heart gradually tilted.The concept of killing is no longer an absolute evil in her eyes.

"However, there are conditions for letting you go."

As Noreen spoke, he took out his wand and tapped Jasmine's wrist three times.

Jasmine felt a sharp stabbing pain coming from her wrist, and she quickly stretched out her hand, only to find that there was a black mark on it, which was covered with strange patterns.

"I need you to find out exactly what that bounty hunter is looking for. This mark will remain on you for a year, and I don't think you want to know how it feels when it happens."

Noreen took back his wand and said softly, "I will come back in a year. During this period, I will give you some money, but you can no longer drink human blood. Do you understand?"

Jasmine held back the fear in her heart, and stared viciously at this devilish boy.She swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said bitterly:
"Understood!"

(End of this chapter)