The leader of HP arrives

"It's a vampire." Draco's meaningful warning eyes made Quirrell touch the tip of his nose helplessly, watched the little wizard disappear into the corridor, and reached out to close the door behind him.The little platinum nobleman had some kind of inexplicable hostility towards him, which puzzled Quirrell.

"Found it?" Dongfang Bubai took off his mask casually, his face was completely cold, without the shadow of the loving godfather just now.

"Vampires can turn into ordinary bats." Quirrell shook his head wearily, "Head of Ravenclaw has prepared at least a thousand magic bats for tonight's banquet. Found a vampire among hordes of magical bats."

"I would like to see Dumbledore's plan." Quirrell's answer made Dongfang slightly frowned, and then pulled out a cold smile.The blood clans who are self-deprecating and sneaking into Hogwarts on Halloween must have a plan. According to Quirrell, the dark energy of the blood clans has been left near the corridor on the third floor, so their goal should be directed at the Philosopher's Stone instead of Joey. s.Dumbledore and Gellert's attitude towards the magic contract has always been confusing, making it impossible to speculate that the blood clan's raid can just disrupt the old wizard's plan and bring more clues.

"Then tonight's masquerade party——" Quirrell looked at the smile on the corner of Dongfang Bubai's mouth hesitantly, a little confused about the thoughts of the heir of Slytherin, "I think the vampire will definitely choose to do it tonight."

"You stay in Ravenclaw." Dongfang Bubai waved his sleeves and disappeared into the air. "Of course I will attend the dinner and enjoy the show. You stay in Ravenclaw to guard Joyce."

In fact, having a vampire hunter hunt down bloodlines on Halloween is a bit of a stretch.Black magic bats crowded the ceiling of the hall, hung upside down on the candlesticks, and even stayed on the dining table. According to the consistent tradition, the Slytherin wizards all wore black dresses, and their exquisite attire made these little snakes look like A blood clan council was being held, and only strong-bodied wizards like Goyle and Braque managed to dress up as pure-blood werewolves, shoving dazzlingly into the neat blood clan team.

The hall was already full, and Dumbledore was sitting on the teacher's bench wearing a pink lady's pointed hat. The old wizard still had an unchanging and loving smile on his face. It was hard to guess whether he already knew the existence of the blood race.A platinum aristocrat who shouldn't be on the teacher's table attracted Dongfang Bubai's attention. Lucius' bright smile made the corners of his eyes twitch. The Malfoys always seemed to pick inappropriate moments to appear.

That should be the mysterious man, with such bright blood-colored eyes, such a gorgeous red, only the heir of Slytherin, only my only master can control it.Lucius slightly widened his eyes and stared at the wizard walking slowly from the corridor. It was an indistinguishable face, a face that looked like a mysterious man but had a completely different face.The blood-colored cloth is intricately embroidered with golden lotus patterns, and the long black hair is loosely tied up with a golden hairpin and tied into a bun behind the head. As the footsteps move, the delicate phoenix on the hairpin also follows. It swayed and made a small silver bell.

"Good evening, Lucius." Dongfang Bubai glanced lightly at the dull platinum nobleman, stretched out his hand and sat down on the chair, and glanced at the reflection in the cup.This is my appearance in the previous life, except for those bloody eyes, this is the Sun Moon Hierarch who sits high on the top of the Blackwood Cliff. With superb skills, the transfiguration can temporarily change the appearance of the wizard, but it cannot change the representative pupils. s color.

"Good evening, Professor Riddle." Dongfang Bubai's cold voice seemed to break the trance, Lucius' eyes flickered, and a brighter smile appeared.The wizard in front of him is as soft and charming as the most charming Veela, but the coldness in his blood-colored eyes is enough to dispel all the beautiful fantasies. No matter what kind of mask he wears, he is the heir of Slytherin. My master—the master who belongs to me alone!

"You're here, Riddle. Then, let's start the dinner." Dumbledore coughed softly, and looked sideways at Severus, who was sitting on his right, but the latter turned his head away with empty eyes Caught his sight, it was obvious that the potions master's Occlumency was getting more and more advanced.It worried Dumbledore that Severus had refused to protect Harry in his electives without even finding a plausible excuse for it.

Following Dumbledore's voice, rich Halloween food began to appear on the dining table one after another, and some magical bats transformed into candies fell down, causing a rush of looting.

"If you don't mind, at the dance later, may I have the honor to invite you to dance a waltz, Professor Riddle." Lucius blinked, and filled the glass with red wine in the east, fingertips Seemingly inadvertently rubbing Dongfang's fingers.I have to admit that even though this kind of women's attire might damage the dignity of the heir of Slytherin, it unexpectedly has a sense of disobedience, at least that's what my instinctive body thinks.

"Draco has always missed his father, Lucius." Dongfang Bubai glanced lightly at the platinum nobleman who was making progress. It seemed that the potion that suppressed the blood of Meiwa was very effective, and Lucius' magic power was still active. There was no attenuation due to his departure.

"Of course, if Headmaster Dumbledore and Severus agree, I very much look forward to being alone with my lovely son for a few hours." Lucius' face changed, and he understood the implication between Dongfang Bubai's words, Or noticed abnormal magic power fluctuations.

"Of course we allow wizards to visit our children, especially on such a special day." Dumbledore nodded cheerfully, stuffing a piece of pumpkin pie into his mouth, "You can borrow Severus' office, I think You don't mind, do you, Severus?"

"Then see you later, Severus." The Potions Professor's eyes were empty, except for his livid face, he couldn't tell whether he agreed or not. Lucius hooked the corners of his lips indifferently, and threw the napkin back On the table, "I hope to say goodbye to you before I leave, Professor Riddle."

Lucius took Draco's arm and disappeared in the corridor leading to the cellar. Almost at the same time, a loud noise came from the direction of Ravenclaw. Quirrell stumbled into the auditorium, and the shocking blood stained his face. Most of the body.

"The troll, the troll is in the corridor—" Quirrell fell down in the hall with a distorted expression. The strong smell of blood quickly covered up the sweetness of the candy. The students stood up in panic and pushed away from their seats. .

"Quiet. All the students are quiet, and the prefects take the students of their respective ages back to their houses." Dumbledore had to use a few amplification spells to calm the students temporarily, "Severus, I need you to go to the third floor - Minerva, you deal with the troll -"

"It's just that I lost too much blood and fell into a coma." Dongfang reached out to explore the carotid artery of Tan Qiluo. The latter moved his lower lip slightly and spit out Joyce's name.This made Dongfang's eyes flicker, stretched out his hand and pressed several acupuncture points on Quirrell's neck, handed the shallow-breathing wizard to Madam Pomfrey who rushed over, and disappeared in the corridor leading to Ravenclaw with big strides.

"Severus, I'm worried that this is their plan to turn the tiger away from the mountain. I need you to go to the third floor and check the mechanism of the Chamber of Secrets—"

"You'd better hope that the troll you arrange is mentally retarded enough, although I doubt it, even a newborn mountain troll can trample your savior to death with one foot!" The prefects finally organized their team and brought Terrified students left the hall.Dumbledore had no choice but to remind the potions master who was in a trance. The latter was stunned for a moment, and finally retracted his unfocused gaze. He gave the old wizard a vicious look, pulled out his wand, turned and left the teacher's seat.

"Harry will be fine, I checked the troll myself, Severus." Dumbledore responded to the potions professor's harsh accusation in a low voice, forgetting the direction of Ravenclaw from afar, "I'm more worried about—"

I'm more worried about Sanguine and Riddle.The last few words were swallowed back by Dumbledore, but the old wizard's worries were not superfluous.

"Ellsvaughn Slytherin."

"Where is Joyce?" The cabinet where Joyce's coffin was placed was broken, and the blood in the coffin was spilled all over the floor, making the whole room emit a stench of rust.Dongfang glanced around the room, but did not find the owner of the voice. The moonlight came in from the window to illuminate the room, but there was no trace of the blood race in the empty room.

"Ellsvaughn, the only remaining blood of Slytherin—" A shrill female voice rang out against the back of her neck, Dongfang slightly turned her body, a small piece of fabric on her left shoulder was cut off, and fell silently on the On the blood-stained floor.

"This seat is not Elsvaughn Slytherin." Dongfang glanced at the floor slightly, leaving only a faint bloody footprint on it, he turned around suddenly, and a pale woman was sitting at the desk In the back, or rather, she is maintaining a sitting posture, floating behind the desk.Joyce was held in her arms like a toy doll, and the woman's fingers painted with black nail polish stained with blood drew faint traces on Joyce's cheeks, making him look more like a sleeping human being.

"You killed Mulgraf." The woman chuckled, her voice resembling the sound of some kind of metal clashing in the room, "Don't be nervous, I appreciate your feat. Mulgraf, my dear My fiancé should have disappeared from this world a long time ago."

"I'm tired of the smell of Muggle blood, tired of the glare of artificial lights, tired of the noise of the Muggle world—" the witch casually combed Joyce's blood-soaked hair, which stained her The fingers were quickly absorbed by the skin, which made her let out a satisfied □, "Wizard's blood, I almost forgot such a sweet taste."

Dongfang was silent for a while, then reached out and took out a crystal bottle from the cabinet and threw it over.There is no need to prove that the blood of the wizard has a strong attraction to the vampires, and can also provide stronger power to the vampires.Most of the blood that Joyce needs to replace every month comes from wizards. In a black market where black wizards are prevalent, it is not surprising that several wizards disappear every month.

The crystal bottle seemed to be supported by a strange force, and it turned in a circle in the air, and finally floated slowly into the opponent's hand.The blood clan released the right hand on Joyce's shoulder, reached out and pulled out the cork, dipped a little liquid and sent it to the tip of his tongue, showing an intoxicated expression.

"Slytherin wizards are always so considerate and hospitable." She hooked her fingers, and the goblet that was originally on the coffee table floated to the desk as if cast a flying spell, and caught the crystal bottle "But the hospitality of Slytherin wizards is always up to no good. What do you want from here, little one? We have a few minutes before they get the Philosopher's Stone. As you In return for the hospitality, I am happy to answer your doubts, and then I will personally send you and your brother back to Merlin's embrace, is that what you said?"