The leader of HP arrives

"Joyce Slytherin, my love, my child—" Mulgraf reached out and hugged the body soaked in blood, which seeped into his sleeves and quickly seeped into his skin , the liquid that filled the entire coffin disappeared quickly, almost visible to the naked eye, and the ferocious faces of the vampires also slowly recovered.

"You must be worried, J. Sorry, I'm late." The last drop of blood disappeared from Mulgraf's fingertips, and the blood prince showed a pale smile, bowed his head and kissed Joyce's forehead, " I will take you home right now, a place where you can sleep peacefully, and no one can hurt you, my love."

"You only have 10 minutes, Mulgraf." Dongfang Bubai glanced at the body in Mulgraf's arms. Leaving the nourishment of blood seemed to make Joyce feel uncomfortable. His eyelashes trembled slightly, but still did not wake up.Unable to use the spell, and naturally unable to unlock the magic circle, he had to point out the blood race to break through several weak points of the magic circle before forcing him into the summer palace.Without the seal of the magic circle, the dark aura of the blood race is like a lighthouse in the night guiding everyone's direction.

"I will sleep with you, J, until you wake up again." Mulgraf stood up holding the body in his arms, but before he could take the first step, a burst of intense pain struck The heart of the blood race.Mulgraf's body twitched violently, and Joyce's body slid off his arms and hit the marble floor hard.

"Master!" Fenrir roared and rushed in first, but the miserable blood of the blood race made the werewolf stunned for a moment, and he didn't even complete his transformation.

"Albus took Snape away for the time being." Gellert's eyes stayed on Dongfang Bubai's arms for a moment, he reached out to pick up Joyce's body and put it back in the coffin, and he reached out to summon the domestic children The elves are reinfused with fresh blood.

"With Albus's character, they will be back here soon." Gellert glanced at the magic circle on the floor, where a few broken gems were scattered around, "You'd better deal with the remaining ones quickly." things."

"I will deal with it myself." Dongfang Bubai glanced at Gellert's slightly anxious expression, "What does Dumbledore want from you?"

"It's just a conflict of ideas." Gellert's face was gloomy, he reached out to cover the coffin, turned and left the room, "Fenrir, send your master back."

"Master, the vampire you brought back has been imprisoned in the dungeon." Karkaroff glanced at Dongfang's arms hanging on both sides of his body, hesitated for a few seconds, left a bottle of potion on the desk, and turned around Exited the room.

The vampires are not allowed to drink the blood of the same kind, not only to maintain the internal connection of the vampires, but also because the blood of the vampires accumulates more toxins while accumulating powerful power.The vampires cannot metabolize normally like humans. Long life and eating will accumulate deadly toxins in the vampires. This also explains that the stronger and older vampires are more likely to fall into self-destructive madness.

Mulgraf drank the blood of the vampire hunters. Even though most of the vampire hunters were half-bloods who had already betrayed their blood and only lived on artificial blood, there was still a large amount of toxins in their blood.Mulgraf would eventually go mad in this endless agony and end his own life, Gellert concluded.

"Lux, you're awake."

The petty rubbing sound at his feet interrupted Dongfang Bubai's memories. The petrification curse had expired. The platinum boa constrictor squirmed a few times, and slowly raised its head to look directly at the wizard in front of him.The gray-blue vertical pupils are rapidly expanding, and Lux's body seems to be suffering from invisible torture, constantly twisting and expanding.

"Lucius Malfoy." The huge impact caused Dongfang Bubai's body to be pressed heavily on the carpet, and the pain on his shoulders made Dongfang grunt, narrowing his eyes to examine the face in front of him.The long platinum hair fell down, covering Lucius' side face, only a pair of blue-gray eyes could be seen, just like Lux's pupils.

"My lord, my lord, Your Highness the Heir of Slytherin." The discomfort caused by the petrification spell and the transformation of Animagus disappeared from his body, and Lucius just moved his left hand that was pressing on Dongfang's shoulder , but did not loosen the restraint on the body.

"Let go of me, Lucius!" Perhaps because of the relationship that had just been restored to its original form, the platinum noble's body temperature was very low, and this coolness clearly penetrated the cloth on the skin, and the intense disgust caused by such intimate physical contact and The sense of fear made Dongfang Bubai tremble uncontrollably.

"Why, you have been sheltering and pampering that betrayer, even at the expense of hurting your own body?" The undisguised anger in bloody eyes made Lucius flinch subconsciously, but another strong emotion quickly took over Platinum noble reason, "He is just a humble half-blood wizard, a Slytherin who has nothing but talent for potions—be it Bella or Barty Jr., you obviously have a better choice, why do you have to ask again and again? Put up with Severus' betrayal—"

"This is my seat's private matter, Malfoy."

"But—I love you, my master." Lucius sighed in a low voice, murmuring like a wronged child crying to his mother, "I love you, my master. I have always Standing behind you, I have always followed in your footsteps, I am more loyal to you than anyone else, but your eyes will always only stay on Severus—”

"Why, you don't want to look back at me? Why, the person you chose-can't be me?"

The cold and bitter taste of the potion seeped into his mouth along the cracks of his lips, and Lucius's gray-blue eyes were covered with mist, and the light red blood spread from the corners of his eyes all over his face.

"I beg you, my master—" This is the simplest kiss, the platinum noble's cold and soft lips are gently pressed against each other, and then he repeatedly murmurs out the words of pleading, his slightly trembling body is like a bird Even the gentlest rejection of a motherless cub can upset such a delicately maintained balance.

"I beg you—my master."

A drop of cool liquid dripped on the corner of his eye, and the salty liquid seeped into his right eye, causing a slight sting.Dongfang Bubai sighed softly, finally closed his eyes, and acquiesced to Lucius' plea.

"Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, these four families once created the entire British wizarding world. But now they have disappeared, leaving only the blood of Slytherin."

"I have seen my own destiny, but I can't see through yours. Protect Joyce instead of me. This time, you must protect your brother, Ellswarn. Alchemy and the Philosopher's Stone, wake up the sleeping vampires. "

"Time is running out. The 1000-year contract is coming to an end. Vampires and wizards, vampires and werewolves, Muggles and wizards—everything will be rewritten, the world must be rearranged—"

"Conspiracy—Greenwald and Dumbledore—"

Dongfang Bubai stood in the dungeon with his hands behind his back. These few disconnected prophecies were scrawled on the wall in ancient Latin. The windows in the dungeon that were always closed were opened at some point, except for a charred black corpse. , there is no other thing left by the blood race in this dungeon.

"Owner."

A slightly hoarse voice came from outside the dungeon. Dongfang Bubai threw a few of them on the wall to clean them up. He squinted his eyes and looked at the wizard coming from the backlight. He was shrouded in a faint halo.

"Lucius, it's time for you to go back to England. I can pretend that what happened last night didn't happen." Dongfang Bubai's eyes flickered, and he turned his face slightly, not responding to the burning gaze of the platinum nobleman.

"Thank you for your kindness, great master." Lucius opened his eyes slightly, squeezed out his voice with difficulty, and watched Dongfang Bubai's back disappear out of the corridor, but a faint arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth .

For what happened last night, the master didn't punish himself, and didn't even question the reason.Some things, once they happen, will be deeply imprinted in the memory, how can it be easily erased.I've waited nine years, and I'm patient enough to wait more, a Malfoy always gets what he wants.I will get you eventually, my self-deceiving Highness Slytherin.