HP: The Blood Prince of Hogwarts

Chapter 76: Malicious Retreat

"Is Zero still awake?"

Cain was reporting on some work progress when Thatcher suddenly asked a question.

Cain was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said no.

It has been almost a month and Olga's condition has not improved. They can only put their hopes on zero.

As Olga's only blood slave, if he could wake up first, at least she could sense Olga's situation through him.

Thatcher sighed softly.

As soon as the news about Sariel spread, all the vampires were on alert almost instantly.

This made some families that were ready to make some moves calm down.

Perhaps the biggest advantage of the vampire race is that they can tell things clearly.

In peacetime, they fight among themselves, but when foreign enemies invade, they unite to face the enemy.

The main theme is unity, not friendship.

"Odysseus is still the same?"

"......Yes."

Thatcher looked a little angry: "Nonsense! Does he want to fall down too?"

Cain lowered his head even more. Odysseus has always been the most difficult member of the royal family to deal with.

The only thing that can suppress him...can't wake him up.

When Cain thought of Olga's lifeless appearance before, he felt a dull pain somewhere in his heart.

"Forget it, let him be."

Thatcher held up his forehead weakly, knowing that he would not die anyway.

……

Odysseus stared at Olga in a daze, as if time had stopped.

He hasn't moved since he came back.

When he felt sleepy, he would lie down on the edge of the bed and take a nap for a while. When he woke up, he would keep his eyes glued to Olga's face, holding her hands tightly and refusing to let go for even a moment.

The brothers and sisters took turns to persuade him several times and scolded him, but it was of no use.

It's not that I haven't thought about forcibly taking him away, but seeing him stubbornly holding on to my little sister, I feel a little pitiful.

That was Odysseus, the third and most suave prince of the vampire clan.

A man who usually cares most about his image, now looks so unkempt.

I wonder if those girls who have a crush on him would feel extremely disappointed when they see their dream lover like this.

"You don't care, so you're not afraid that Olga will dislike you when she wakes up."

Helmo took some time out of his busy schedule to visit his little sister, but he saw a savage. He was speechless and just said this before leaving in a hurry.

Looking at it for one more second will cause psychological trauma.

Odysseus moved his body for the first time in a long time, obviously listening to Hermo's words.

He glanced at the mirror beside him.

……

Who is that thing in the mirror???

It can’t be him???

Odysseus' pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously stood up and wanted to go back to tidy himself up, but when he turned around and saw Olga, he stopped again.

He skillfully cut his wrist and fed the flowing blood to Olga's lips.

During this period, he used his own blood to feed Olga every day, trying to wake her up in this way.

But this did nothing except make Olga's face look less like a real dead person.

She still looked pale.

If his brothers and sisters saw this, they would definitely scold him for not taking care of himself and doing useless things.

But he had to do something, otherwise he really felt like he was going crazy.

He had lived for thousands of years, and had never regretted as much as he did now.

He was still young when his parents left. He only remembered that his mission was to find his little sister as soon as possible and protect her until she grew up.

But this time, something happened right under his nose.

Odysseus inevitably fell into endless self-blame.

He hated himself for not being fully prepared, and hated himself even more for not being able to suffer on behalf of his little sister.

Odysseus wanted to reach out and touch Olga's head, but stopped in time when he saw the dirt on his hands.

He chuckled and muttered to himself, "If I accidentally bump into you, you'll scold me like a dog."

Imagining Olga's jumping appearance, Odysseus' mood suddenly improved.

This time he put his hands on the girl's black hair and rubbed it without hesitation: "If you want to hit me, wake up quickly."

"My little princess."

Odysseus leaned forward and kissed Olga between the brows.

"Brother is waiting for you."

Before leaving the room, Odysseus forced himself to look away and said in his usual annoying tone, "Brother will be back soon after I change my clothes. Don't sneak away by yourself."

You can sneak away, but just wake up quickly.

Odysseus did not notice that the moment he left, the little hand that he had been holding tightly in his palm moved slightly.

……

Olga had a long dream.

She was conscious enough to know that she was dreaming, but she was trapped in the dream and unable to wake up.

In the dream, she was playing back all her experiences over the years.

All the painful memories.

Her soul was not unconscious when it was sealed in England.

On the contrary, she was extremely sensitive to those war scenes.

Malice, killing, blood...

This was also one of the main reasons why she hated Voldemort. Under his leadership, the group of Death Eaters committed so many evil things that she could not find peace even while trapped in the seal.

Later, Odysseus discovered the whereabouts of his soul, and his brothers and sisters worked together to call him back.

Everything seems to be back to the starting point.

She has been placed with high hopes since she was young. Not only are her brothers and sisters strict with her, but the elders of the clan also spare no effort to require her to do her best in everything.

I can understand it, but... I also feel aggrieved sometimes.

Why her?

Why did it have to be her...

But fate never gave her a chance to breathe.

After gradually gaining power, various vampires approached her with their own purposes.

She really didn't blame Cain. Compared with those vampires, Cain could be regarded as the only pure white jasmine.

If that little green tea can be described as pure, one can imagine how dirty the other means are.

Fortunately, I have experienced a lot and become numb to it.

From being in a panic at the beginning to being able to deal with all the troubles calmly later.

I have to say, she is indeed gifted.

At least he is the most adaptable one among all the brothers and sisters.

When she discovered that her expressionless face made others more afraid of her, this became her most convenient weapon.

Compared to intrigue and strict defense, it's just a matter of expressionless expression. It's the simplest thing.

I originally thought that it was just the vampires themselves that were complicated, but after sneaking into the human world, I discovered that people's hearts are even more sinister.

How could he be so malicious towards a little girl who had just arrived?

Olga watched these experiences with a cold eye, as if she was not the protagonist of the scene.

It turns out that my past was so cowardly and useless.

She quietly watched herself as her power erupted countless times, silently admiring her own tortured appearance.

Pain? Struggle? Angry?

They are just useless emotions.

The emotions in Olga's eyes gradually turned cold, as if she was extremely disappointed with the world.

until--

"Your Highness!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. There's nothing I can do about you, my little princess."

"elder sister!"

"Sweetheart, I missed you so much!"