HP: The Blood Prince of Hogwarts

The train finally came to a slow stop and the little wizards all got off.

"All first years, come over here!"

Harry heard a familiar voice and looked up excitedly and rushed over.

"Oh! Harry! Long time no see, how have you been recently?" Hagrid is always so conspicuous in the crowd.

"Not bad, it couldn't be better."

"That's good." Hagrid smiled on his bearded face. "Well, freshmen, follow me and watch your step!"

They followed Hagrid and stumbled to the edge of the Black Lake. On the other side of the lake was a towering castle.

"No more than four people per boat!" Hagrid said, pointing to the small boat on the shore.

Olga and her group of four boarded the boat. Zero asked, "Do we have to take the boat to the castle? Isn't that too much trouble?"

Ron replied nonchalantly, "Only first years take the boat, second years and above all take the carriage."

Well, Zero actually wanted to ask, aren’t they wizards? Wouldn’t it be faster to use magic?

Soon, the boat stopped, and everyone followed Hagrid to a hall, where a witch in emerald green robes and with a serious expression was standing at the door waiting for them.

"Thank you, Hagrid. Leave it to me once you get here."

"Okay, Professor McGonagall." Hagrid winked at Harry before leaving.

"Well, everyone, first of all, welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall.

"The opening banquet is about to begin, but before you take your seats, you need to confirm which house you will be in. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. You will attend classes with other students in the house, live together, and spend your spare time in the common room of the house. During your time at Hogwarts, your outstanding performance will win extra points for your house, and of course any violation will cause the house to lose points. At the end of the semester, the house with the highest credits will win the house cup, which is a great honor. So..."

"Riff!" A chubby boy with buck teeth shouted excitedly, rushed to Professor McGonagall and picked up a toad.

Professor McGonagall glared at him but said nothing. She continued, "Then please wait quietly. I'll pick you up when you're ready."

After saying that, he nodded slightly to Olga and left.

Harry asked Ron nervously, "How do they know which house we'll be sorted into?"

"Fred and George said they wanted to fight a dragon." Ron looked unhappy.

Olga frowned slightly after hearing this. She was not afraid, but Zero...

She looked at Zero worriedly, who smiled at her reassuringly: "Don't worry, the school won't let freshmen do very dangerous tasks."

Yes, it’s not good for a group of children to get injured or killed.

Olga felt relieved and looked around. The freshmen were all a little scared. The little brown-haired girl on the train kept muttering to herself, as if she was reviewing the spells she had learned.

Draco was relatively calm, but he was obviously nervous about the Sorting.

Soon, Professor McGonagall came back and said to them, "Now, line up and follow me."

The door in front of me slowly opened, and after entering it was a very luxurious restaurant.

Harry said he had never seen such a wonderful place. Senior students sat around four long tables, with golden plates and goblets on them, and thousands of candles floating above the tables.

Looking up, there was no ceiling, instead there was a dark sky with twinkling stars.

Olga felt someone was looking at her, she turned her head sharply and saw a red-haired boy.

He obviously didn't expect Olga to be so perceptive. After a moment of silence, he smiled brightly at her.

At this time, another face exactly like his appeared next to the boy's head, and the face also smiled when it saw her.

These two people actually look the same. I wonder if their blood tastes the same too.

Olga slowly turned her eyes away and looked at the wizard hat in front of her, listening to it singing a strange song in an unpleasant voice.

She looked towards the teachers' table again and saw a dark-haired man staring at Harry. As if he had noticed her gaze, he looked exactly in her direction.

Their eyes met, and the man's expression was a little complicated. He pulled the corner of his mouth slightly at Olga reluctantly.

Next to him sat Professor Quirrell, whom he had met last at the Leaky Cauldron, looking as timid as ever.

At this time, Professor McGonagall held a roll of parchment and said, "Now, whoever's name I call, sit here and put on the hat." She looked at the parchment, "Hannah Abbott!"

"Hufflepuff!" A cheer came from the table on the right, and the girl ran over excitedly and sat down.

"Susan Burns!"

"Hufflepuff!"

...

Olga watched these little wizards being sorted into houses with boredom, and she didn't know whether the Sorting Hat would be afraid of her like the wand.

Harry, Ron and the little brown-haired witch were all sorted into Gryffindor, Draco went to Slytherin as he wished, and the number of people left was getting smaller and smaller.

"zero!"

Olga perked up and looked at Zero as he walked forward. She heard a whisper from below: "Why doesn't he have a last name?"

Is a person's surname so important? She regretted not having arranged this for Zero in advance.

"Gryffindor!"

There was another round of enthusiastic welcome from the Gryffindor table, and Olga noticed that the twins winked at her as they cheered.

Zero walked over to sit next to Harry. Finally, only Olga was left.

"Olga!"

With the discussion of "she doesn't have a last name either", Olga walked to Professor McGonagall. Just as she was about to sit down, Dumbledore spoke: "Wait a moment, Miss."

The restaurant suddenly became quiet and everyone looked at the beautiful lady in surprise.

Olga didn't realize what was about to happen, and turned to look at Dumbledore: "What's wrong? Albus."

Everyone gasped. This girl actually called the principal by his name!

Draco was very surprised. Although he also disliked the crazy old man, he didn't dare to call the headmaster by his name! What was the origin of this girl?

The discussion grew louder and louder. "Quiet!" Dumbledore shouted.

"Ms. Olga, your brother has already told me about Ollivander's Wand Shop. I think the Sorting Hat, a product of wizards, should not be effective for you. Or, do you want to try it?"

Dumbledore smiled and looked at Olga, who glanced at the dirty hat and said with some disgust: "Then I think it's better not to use it."

"Okay, then I may have to announce something next, which is what your brothers mean."

Olga suddenly felt something was wrong, and then she heard Dumbledore's voice: "Welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start a new school year! This year we welcome a special guest who will soon become your classmate, that is -"

Dumbledore looked at Olga, who was about to retreat.

"Olga! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Blood Clan!"

The air seemed to be still for a moment, and then a buzzing sound of discussion quickly came.

"Blood clan? Are they vampires?"

"Oh, no wonder I thought she was too pretty to be human, it turns out she really isn't human!"

"Merlin, has the school gone crazy?! Is she really not going to suck our blood?"

"Eh, how disgusting, a blood-sucking monster."

"Aren't vampires forbidden to see the light? Then will she have to attend classes at night or stay in the cellar all day, just like Professor Snape!"

"Am I the only one wondering if she'll transform into a monster? Like a werewolf!"

"Hey, please think about it, she will have to live and eat with us in the future! Oh my God, don't think too much!"

"Are they afraid of silver? Should I ask my parents to send me some silver for self-defense?"

……

For the first time, Olga hated her own good hearing, which made her hear every complaint clearly. She couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Shut up!"

Everyone closed their mouths and looked at the girl on the stage, and heard her speak word by word:

"I will only say these words once. First of all, I am a vampire, but I am not one of those lowly vampires you are talking about. They are at most a small branch of the vampire family, not even half-blood."

Olga took a deep breath to calm down her anger.

"Secondly, you can wear those ridiculous silver products if you like, but they are just decorations. If you try to use them to hurt a pureblood, you might as well find a grave for yourself in advance. Finally! Do you want me to suck your blood?"

Olga raised the corner of her mouth mockingly.

"Are you worthy? A bunch of disgusting smelling, fragile humans!"

After venting his anger, he turned around and added to the professors as if he had thought of something: "Of course, except for the professors, you all smell okay."

Then he looked at the students below, "I hope you can learn to respect other races. I think we can still get along happily in the future."

After saying that, he gestured to Dumbledore, "Excuse me, please continue."

"Don't be angry, the children are ignorant. I apologize on their behalf." Dumbledore comforted him, "Then... do you have a favorite college?"

Olga pointed at the quietest Slytherin irritably: "Just them, I like quiet ones."

"Okay, we will set up a special seat for you at the Slytherin table so you can eat in peace. This is also what your brothers meant."

Olga has already made several notes in her mind, and she will settle the accounts with her dear brothers when she returns.

"I don't think a seat is needed. In order not to affect others' desire to eat, it's better for me to show up less often in the restaurant." Olga gave up on herself. "Then please allow me to go back to the dormitory first so that everyone can enjoy their meal."

Dumbledore looked at the little girl in front of him with some pity. Coming to the wizarding world alone, she really had to endure a lot of criticism.

"Well, Severus, please take the trouble to escort our lovely lady to her dormitory. Olga, he is your dean, and you can come to him if you need anything in the future."

Olga nodded randomly and followed Snape out.

"temple--"

Just as Ling was about to stand up and follow, he was held down by an invisible force. He looked at Olga in disbelief.

"Listen, Zero, this is your chance, a chance to leave the vampire clan and become a good wizard instead of following me and being a humble blood slave in the vampire clan."

Olga's calm voice echoed in Zero's mind.

"I know you volunteered, but I couldn't bear it. You should have a bright future."

"Your Highness!"

"Okay, let's not talk too much for now, but under the current circumstances, it's not appropriate for you to be associated with me. As a Slytherin and a vampire, you will be isolated. Don't show that you are close to me, remember your mission, and pay more attention to the boy. When this is over, I will find a way to get you out of the vampire clan."

Olga cut off the connection after she finished speaking and walked out of the restaurant without a trace of nostalgia.

Zero looked at the direction where Olga disappeared in despair. Harry couldn't bear to ask, "You don't know about this either, right? I mean, she is a vampire."

At this time, Hermione spoke up: "What's wrong with vampires? You can't decide your race! And you have been staying in the same carriage all the way. Has she ever hurt you?"

Ron said angrily, "Just because she didn't do it before doesn't mean she won't do it in the future! Who knows if she'll bite your neck off when she gets hungry."

"You!" Hermione was furious. "Stupid boys, you will regret what you said today."

Dumbledore then said, "Please believe that the school will ensure your safety. Since we have chosen to let Miss Olga enter the school, she will definitely be our good friend, and your worries will not come true. So, before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words: Idiot! Crybaby! Scum! Twist! Thank you all!"

—

Slytherin lounge

"Miss, I think you should be able to remember the way we came in just now without me having to repeat it again?"

Snape looked at Olga and said calmly,

"The entrance order will be changed every two weeks, so remember to check the notice. In addition, due to your special circumstances and the repeated emphasis of your dear brothers, the school has arranged a single dormitory for you."

"Okay, thank you."

After saying goodbye to Snape, Olga returned to her dormitory. Except that the window showed the bottom of the Black Lake, it was almost exactly the same as her room in the castle. It seemed that her brothers had put some thought into it and done a good thing.

Olga lay exhausted on the big bed. In the familiar environment, she could finally relax.

What she just said to Zero was actually something she had thought about carefully. From picking him up five years ago to Zero becoming her blood slave, all of this was very unfair to Zero.

But today was indeed a little too sudden, and Zero might feel that he was abandoned again.

Well, I'll explain it to him again when I have a chance.

—

Draco felt that his life in the past eleven years had never been as fantastic as it was today. His mood went from great joy to great sorrow and then back to a mixture of joy and sorrow.

His first reaction to Olga coming to Slytherin was of course happiness, but then he thought of her identity as a vampire...

So when she answered his question when they first met, she actually said that she was a pure-blooded vampire, so she didn't lie to him.

Wait, Dumbledore said she was the crown prince of the vampire race?! Thinking of this, Draco stood up suddenly, startling Goyle and Crabbe beside him, and he sat back down in dismay.

The crown prince... a noble vampire, I don't know if dad can accept it... Oh, Merlin, what is he thinking! It's just making friends, dad won't care too much!

Draco, who had coaxed himself into submission, ate the food in front of him with peace of mind, and began to think about how to greet Olga tomorrow.