All things are three at Hogwarts

After quickly flipping through the first few pages, Allen couldn't help but curse.

Daisy heard this and looked over curiously.

After just reading the first few sentences, Daisy, who is also a woman and good-looking, turned her head angrily.

After a long while, Allen closed the book and sighed: "The Duke of Dark Night is also a character. In order to complete the experiments of the Xinmore clan, he dared to take risks. The scars on his face were from being added to the Phoenix blood. Burnt.”

"Phoenix blood?" Daisy asked doubtfully.

"Phoenix blood is the lifeblood of the Xinmore clan. If the Xinmore clan can successfully complete the experiment with the help of phoenix blood, their magic power will be greatly increased and they can travel through any space."

Daisy's eyes widened in surprise, "Even Hogwarts?"

"Yes, anywhere. You see, the restriction that Hogwarts cannot apparate is completely invalid for Dumbledore's Phoenix." Allen gave an example.

"Not only that, if his experiment succeeds" Allen's expression suddenly became weird.

"What will happen?" Daisy's heart seemed to have been scratched by a cat. She was extremely curious and urged hurriedly.

"It keeps vampires' skin smooth and clean. It gives them unlimited energy, helps them sleep, maintains their bones... and even freshens their breath."

Allen shook his head. The Duke of Dark Night specially marked these functions, which made Allen feel a little funny.

"Wow!" Daisy's face showed a look of yearning.

The function that Allen sneered at was exactly the function that women dreamed of.

"Is there any more Phoenix blood?" Daisy began to actively explore.

In this room, nothing is found.

"It seems that the Duke of Dark Night has used up all the precious phoenix blood." Daisy murmured, unable to conceal her disappointment in her tone.

"No, there must be more phoenix blood. The Duke of Dark Night's experiment has not been completed yet. How could he be willing to use up all the phoenix blood?"

Allen answered firmly.

"Where could that be? Maybe in a small bottle, not too much."

Allen nodded, Daisy's guess made sense.

"A vampire would either carry such a precious thing with him or put it somewhere he feels safe."

"Coffin!" Alan and Daisy said in unison.

The two people hurriedly walked to the dark room outside.

Allen raised his fluorescent wand, pointed it at the coffin, and looked inside.

The coffin was covered with purple velvet. Under the illumination of Allen's wand, the velvet shone faintly. Allen let the wand shine back and forth inside the coffin.

He used bright light to lock an object at the bottom of the coffin, a blue object set off by purple velvet.

Allen got closer and finally saw clearly.

a bottle, a blue glass bottle

Alan and Daisy both leaned towards the bottom of the coffin, trying to see the thing more clearly. Alan leaned against the wall of the coffin and leaned down to look at the bottle.

Daisy reached over Ellen and picked up the bottle. She raised the bottle, and with the help of the faint fluorescence of the wand, the two of them looked at it carefully.

The bottle is round and dark blue. Daisy can easily hold it in her hand. The glass is smooth and there is a blue glass stopper on the mouth of the bottle.

Daisy shook the bottle. "It's not empty," she said softly.

"Hey, there's a label." Daisy pointed to a small square piece of paper taped to the glass screen.

"Can you understand?" she asked, holding the blue bottle up to Alan's face.

The small label was printed with faded antique letters, and Allen squinted at it.

The words have been worn out and blurred.

Allen raised the wand steady and finally recognized the words, which were the runes of Phoenix Blood.

Daisy turned the bottle in her hands, looking for more information, but the only words printed on the label were Phoenix Blood.

Allen turned the light into the coffin again to see if they had missed anything?

Allen shone the light back and forth inside the coffin, then leaned his body against the wall of the coffin and touched the purple velvet with his hands. It felt soft and smooth.

The sound of "Zizzi" came, and Allen looked back at Daisy, only to see her start to twist the cork.

"Hey, Daisy, what are you doing?" Alan shouted.

"Open it," Daisy replied, "but the plug is stuck, and I think..."

"Don't," Alan yelled, "stop it!"

Daisy's light blue eyes flashed brightly, staring firmly into Allen's eyes: "What's wrong? I just want to take a look."

"Daisy, you will regret opening it." Allen took a few steps back calmly.

Daisy was dubious, but her natural curiosity overcame everything, and she stubbornly pulled the cork.

hiss...

It took Daisy a few seconds to figure out where the hissing sound was coming from. Then she saw a cloud of white smoke coming out of the bottle.

The thick smoke shot out like a spray column, hot and scorching, and Daisy felt it pass over her face.

"Oh!" Daisy couldn't help moaning in pain.

She stumbled back, feeling out of breath.

Daisy moved one of her hands wildly, trying to drive away the smoke.

In the confusion, the bottle and cork fell from her hands.

Allen quickly caught up and caught the bottle, and the cork rolled to the side.

Hot smoke filled the air around Allen and the others, and within seconds, the smoke filled the entire room.

"It seems that the phoenix blood is very well preserved and contains strong vitality." Allen picked up the cork that Daisy had thrown away and put it back.

"I...I'm so hot that I can't breathe." Daisy said breathlessly.

Her eyes burned and she even felt a burning sensation on her tongue.

Her stomach was churning and her throat was tight.

Daisy touched her face with her hands.

"Is my face okay?" she asked in horror.

"Don't worry, it won't cause you real harm." Allen waved his wand, and the thick smoke disappeared without a trace.

"I warned you, don't touch anything you are unfamiliar with in the future." Allen shrugged and put away the phoenix blood.

Daisy no longer had any objections to Alan's actions.

"Alan, let's get out of here." Daisy desperately wanted to go back and look in the mirror.

Although there is no mirror in this damn manor, it is good to take a cold shower to relieve the burning sensation on the body.

"Okay, let's go." Alan and Daisy agreed.

Daisy walked out of the darkroom first, followed by Alan.

Daisy ran quickly in this seemingly endless corridor. She desperately wanted to leave this eerie place.