[HP] Reborn Christian

Will tell my owl to pick up the letter from you. "

Hall nodded, wrote an address in his little notebook and tore off the paper and handed it to little Chris.

"Is there anything else? If it's okay, I'll go back." Little Chris didn't sleep well last night, and the appearance of the corpse kept shaking in his mind, which made him sleepless all night. He wanted to go back to make up for it while it was still bright. Catch up on sleep.

"No. Goodbye." Hall said goodbye immediately without talking nonsense.

"Uh...goodbye." Little Chris choked on his reaction, said goodbye and left quickly.

This guy Hall feels even more difficult to deal with than Dumbledore.Who is better than Elaine?

Chris Jr. compares Hall to several others who stand differently from his own and arrives at the above results.On the surface, he and Hall are in a cooperative relationship, but in his heart, little Chris knows that their relationship will never be better than his relationship with "Royna" or Voldemort.After all, he knew more about "Royna" and Voldemort's background, but he knew nothing about Hall.

It would be nice if the evildoer was there.

Little Chris thought gloomily, why Fly wasn't there every time there was a need. In order to solve this case smoothly, both Fly and Little Red were sent out by himself to find clues, and he was left here alone to face the police. Hall's little Chris stumbles again and again.

Back at the manor, little Chris prepared a lot of excuses to persuade Voldemort to ask Dumbledore for leave, but Libby told him that Voldemort had gone to Hogwarts and hadn't returned.

Little Chris froze.

What could Voldemort do at Hogwarts at a time like this?

It couldn't be the Horcrux, the Horcrux that Voldemort hid in Hogwarts had already been obtained by himself and returned to Voldemort long ago.

ah!Could it be that Voldy split his soul again and made a Horcrux and now hide it in Hogwarts?Didn't the evidence that Slughorn was entrusted by Dumbledore to deceive him was sent last month? Voldy wouldn't be so insane.

Seeing that Voldemort became more and more wise recently, little Chris couldn't convince himself to believe this speculation.

After going back to the room and thinking wildly by himself for a long time, the little Chris fell asleep because of sleepiness.Sleeping through the night, little Chris missed dinner time, summoned Libby to ask, and the house elf gave another answer that stunned little Chris.

"The master came back and saw Master Mettley sleeping. He told me not to wake you up, and I didn't come to call you for dinner. Does Master Mettley want to eat now? Your dinner is always prepared in the kitchen."

"Bring it to the room, I'll go find Voldy first, and eat when I come back. Where is he?"

"The master is in the bedroom."

Little Chris nodded, tidied up his clothes and went to the Dark Lord's bedroom.

"Voldy, I have something to tell you." Little Chris said with a serious tone on his expressionless face. The Dark Lord across from him was leaning on the head of the bed reading a book. Seeing Voldemort's posture, little Chris could only use one word "unintelligible" generalize.

Elegance in the dark.

"A policeman approached me privately, and he said that he wanted to catch the murderer with me, not as a policeman, but as a secret cooperative relationship."

"Hmm." Voldemort answered absently.

"So, Voldy, go and ask Dumbledore for leave. I'll go back to school after this matter is settled. I can study the courses I missed!"

"No." Voldemort looked up and met little Chris's eyes, "I'll teach you the lessons you missed."

"Huh?" Little Chris couldn't believe his hearing.

"I have already communicated with Dumbledore. I told him that there is something wrong with your family. You will not be able to return to school for the next half of the school year, and you will study with me to make up for the missed lessons."

Little Chris suddenly felt that his future was dark.

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78 bait scheme

When Little Chris was unprepared, his "guardian" Dark Lord went to Hogwarts alone to communicate with Deng Laohu and let him have a long vacation.I would like to not have to go back to school for those boring classes, let alone go back to face Elaine Chris, but following Voldemort is too scary!With Voldemort's kind of character, if he thinks he's too stupid to learn things fast enough and too poor in comprehension, if he cuts out his bones, little Chris will die.

Among all the magics, probably what little Chris hates and fears the most is Cruciatus.

All in all, little Chris fell from one fire pit to another, with a bleak future.

What's even more sad is that little Chris couldn't resist, he could only accept it obediently and thank Voldemort sincerely.

After a long vacation, little Chris didn't make much money after all.

Fly and Little Red, who went out to investigate the case, came back and were told about this by Little Chris crying. Fly scolded him for what he deserved.Little Chris was even more indignant.

After telling the evildoer about Hall's story in detail, Fly was silent for a long time and decided to test it out when he went to get the letter. Fly had a bad feeling in a trance.The current atmosphere is a bit like the eve of the continental war he lived in back then.

December [-]st, Voldemort's birthday.Little Chris learned from last year's experience and hid in Wrights Castle early in the morning, leaving only an unknown item from the warehouse of the manor and a note stating that he was busy because he was about to come out for the vampire attack on the black wizard. .This hides to the second year.

What I didn't expect was that Fly didn't have the opportunity to go to Hall to get the letter, so he directly asked Chris out on the first day of the new year.

January [-], [-].

Little Chris and Hall met in the small restaurant where they met last time. Hall only wore a big black windbreaker this time. Little Chris didn’t see his windbreaker when we met last time. Looking at it now, tsk, this guy’s temperament Even more special.

Hall is the kind of guy you spot in a crowd.

"Happy New Year, Hall." Little Chris greeted Hall in a friendly manner.

"Happy New Year." Hall nodded. "If you find something, follow me. We'll talk as we walk."

"Okay." Looking inside the restaurant door, Little Chris secretly guessed that something went wrong.

"The person who was last in contact with the deceased before his death has been found out. You probably know him." Hall and Little Chris were walking on the streets of London. He cast a warming spell, but Hall's words made little Chris, who was protected by a warming spell, still feel cold.

"Enlec Leiters."

What a coincidence, why are these people all around me?

"You mean Uncle Enleck?" Little Chris confirmed to Hall with a hint of luck.

"It should be. The last place where the deceased appeared was a restaurant, which is the one where I asked you to meet."

"You've already found out!" Little Chris asked in surprise.

"No, it's a coincidence. I just thought that restaurant was closer to my house."

Hearing this explanation, Little Chris almost vomited blood: "Don't dwell on this issue. You continue."

"The deceased met Enleck Laites there. According to the waiter's statement, the two had a conversation for about 10 minutes. They each ordered a cup of coffee before checking out, because Enlek's appearance was a bit outstanding, and the waiter It is easy for the living to remember him. The important point is that Enlek and the deceased left at the same time."

"This doesn't mean anything. Maybe they have business contacts. Uncle Enleck and Uncle Lorraine have a very good relationship. It's not surprising to help him with business occasionally." Little Chris didn't care about it on the surface, but he was thinking about the two The Lettus thing. Fly once reminded him that these two people are not simple, and there are big secrets hidden in them.

"But as the last person the deceased contacted before his death, he is very suspicious. I have investigated the background of the deceased, and his status as an ordinary person is just a freelancer with no job to do. If you want to talk about business contacts, I think unless it is Illegal transactions such as smuggling. It should be illegal to smuggle magic items?"

"God knows." Little Chris had no confidence in wizarding laws, "but ordinary people's items are forbidden to wizards."

"Don't they eat ordinary food and don't need bricks to build a house?" Hall looked very surprised and incomprehensible.

"Well, those don't count as contraband. By contraband they mean things like regular cars. Well, not even pens and ballpoint pens, because wizards only use quills."

"I have to say that the preferences of wizards are very strange." Hall frowned. He was puzzled by the way of thinking of wizards. He didn't know whether to call them pedantic or mentally retarded...

"So where do we go now?"

"My plan is to find a wizard as a bait to lure the murderer to take the bait automatically."

"Where are we going to find a wizard as bait?"

"you."

"Eh?" Little Chris was stunned. Is Hall trying to tell the truth?He didn't remember ever mentioning that he was a wizard.

"You are a wizard, and your guardian is a dark wizard and at least a high-ranking Death Eater, so after the body was found, the discoverer first notified your guardian, and he handed this matter over to you, which shows that he thinks you have the means and ability Solve the troubles you may encounter when facing the blood race. You are at least a wizard, even a very strong wizard."

"Didn't you suspect Uncle Enleck just now? If he is really the murderer, he will never shoot at me. It would be bad if it caused other troubles. Besides, I will not lure the blood race..." In fact, this is Focus on it.

"Just a suspicion. Besides you, is there any wizard willing to be bait?"

"What if it's really Enleck? If it's really Uncle Enleck, your plan is useless at all."

"If it's really him...what else did you not tell me?" Hall stopped and turned to look at little Chris.

"There is nothing you want to know." It was obvious that the other party was setting him up again. The relationship between Little Chris and Wrights has nothing to do with this matter, and there is no need to tell others. Besides, there is a confidentiality in the contract with Ms. Ravenclaw agreement.

"You're lying." Hall said categorically, "The guardian you mentioned is not Wrights, but your superficial identity is Wrights' heir to the title. According to Wrights, your parents died young, and you were adopted by your adoptive parents. Lorraine Wrights, your father's younger brother, took pity on you because your adoptive parents were unable to support you, and asked you to inherit the title of Wrights now. So, what is the guardian you are talking about? You are a wizard, Your guardian is at least a high-ranking Death Eater. From this case, it seems that Wrights also had contact with wizards. If you want to say that your adoptive parents are wizards... your family encountered an accident when they moved to Hong Kong. Your adoptive parents should live in Hong Kong, and they didn’t come to the UK with you, because they can’t afford to support you, and of course they can’t afford to come to the UK with you.” Hall began to deduce little Chris again, poor little Chris Ming knew that the other party might be tricking him, but he didn't know how to react so as not to show his flaws.

"So, explain the relationship between you and your current guardian, your relationship with Wrights, and the relationship between your guardian and Wrights." Hall asked several "relationships" in succession.

"It doesn't matter." Little Chris was extremely depressed, what should he do?

Fly, what should he do...

"Well, I can only tell you a little bit." Gritting his teeth, in order to solve the incident of the vampire attacking the black wizard, little Chris decided to say as much as he could, "I have nothing to do with my current guardian, I just live with him temporarily." There, and he came forward to go to school to ask for leave for me. In fact, my relationship with Leiters has nothing to do with it. I just need a legal identity in the world of ordinary people, and they provide an identity with a very good background. Well, We just made a deal, and I don’t know more about them. But it’s true that they have illegal business secretly, and you should know about it. In the end, my guardian has nothing to do with Wrights. They didn't even know each other before getting involved with both of them."

"So, Leiters is even more suspicious."

"Then I can't even be a bait!"

"No, it's the opposite. You are the bait. If he doesn't take the bait, he will be more suspicious. If he takes the bait, it's just right. There is only a transaction relationship between you. If you still have value for him, he won't kill you."

"You lied to me." Little Chris didn't believe it, "Enlek would never take the bait, because he already knew that I was involved in this case."

Well, Little Chris automatically sent the information again.

"My deduction is indeed correct." Hall turned around and continued to move forward.

"What? You lied to me again!" Little Chris finally realized.

"Yes. The bait plan is to lie to you. We don't know the murderer's real purpose other than blood. If it is Enlek Laites, it would be too risky for him to hunt and kill wizards purely for blood. After all, you have a relationship with him. Contact, your guardian is a high-ranking Death Eater again."

Accidentally, a lot of information was taken away again, and little Chris wanted to cry.

"Then what's your real plan?" Little Chris really didn't care about it. This guy has little expression, and his speech is a reasoning show. It sounds like it. After careful consideration, it feels wrong, but there is no problem in logic. In short It's just that I don't know his real purpose at all, and I don't know how to deal with it even though I know his words are a trap.

"The real plan... there's no such thing. Now let's go find the vampire." Holly let out a thunder, and little Chris stared blankly.

To find a vampire?God, is this the only way to find a vampire?He didn't make any preparations, and Fly wasn't around!What if there is a fight?What if the other party wants to bite someone?Can Hall handle it?So far, I have only seen the kung fu on Hall's mouth and don't know his strength.

However, this is also an opportunity to find out the details of the other party.

79 First contact with vampires

Little Chris and Hall came to a church, a typical Gothic building, with exquisite murals inside but little Chris couldn't understand at all.A huge black cross stands on the top of the dome of the church, solemn and solemn.

When traveling in Paris, Chris Jr. visited Notre Dame de Paris and the Basilica of the Sacred Heart of Montmartre, but this small church still amazed him.

"Hello, Father." Hall nodded to the priest who was playing the piano in the church.

"Hello." The priest smiled, his gentle smile seemed to be soothing.

"My name is Hall and his name is Christian Leiters. Father, may we ask you a few questions?"

"If my answer satisfies you."

"About this street murder case, the vampire attacking the black wizard, do you know anything suspicious about the vampires who are now settled or temporarily living in the London area?"

"This kind of question..." The priest's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he looked at Hall hesitantly.

"Since we were able to come to you, of course we know your true identity, Father." Hall smiled, "Mr. Datley, the former captain of the Templar Crusade in London."

"Before I answer your question, can you answer my question first?" the priest offered to exchange Yijian.

"Excuse me."

"Who are you, and who is he?"

"As I have already introduced, my name is Hall and I am a member of the Metropolitan Police. His name is Christian Leters, successor to the Marquess of Leters."

"I know I don't want this kind of answer." The priest smiled again, "Since you want information, you must at least show sincerity."

"I can provide other things." Hall will never allow people to easily obtain information, he is not a silly kid like Chris.

"What can you offer?"

"What do you need?" Hall asked.

"The power of the Holy Spirit." The priest stopped talking to him and put forward his own conditions.Of course, he thinks that this condition is more difficult to fulfill than the other party telling them their real identities. If the person who claims to be Hall chooses the condition he proposes now, it can only prove that the real identities of the two of Hall are top secret, and absolutely no one can let them know. knew.

"Does the source of the power of the Holy Spirit come from belief in God?"

"Yes." The priest nodded, "Our clergy's devout belief in God enables us to receive God's favor and possess the power of the Holy Spirit."

"You have lost the source of the Holy Spirit, because your belief in God is no longer pious. Just believe in him again." Hall said simply, since he can no longer believe in God, there must be something wrong that made him believe in God again. Without that much confidence, how easy is it to regain faith?

"It's not as simple as you make it out to be."

"You don't believe in God anymore. The reason is not simple, right? What did God do to disappoint you so much? He refused to give him even a little trust?" Hall deduced that the reason why the priest lost the power of the Holy Spirit was that he was very disappointed with God.

"These are not important, the important thing is that I can no longer get the favor of the Lord, and I can't even use the ability to purify."

"I have a solution." Hall said affirmatively, "You answer my question, and I will help you regain the power of the Holy Spirit."

"Excuse me, why do you have it?" The priest was still smiling.

"Believe it or not. If you agree, answer my question first." Hall's face was expressionless, but it made people feel that he was aggressive.Little Chris blinked, vaguely having the illusion that the other party was a superior.

"I only know one vampire, Leo. His record is not very good. He often hunts and kills humans. The church has placed a reward on him many times. But every time he is let go. No one knows his specific background, But I'm sure Leo came to London two years ago."

"If the murderer was him, why would he attack an adult dark wizard, or a male?"

"The blood race, wizards, and werewolves signed a contract hundreds of years ago, and they will not offend each other, but there are always some who are keen to disobey the rules. They ignore the content of the contract and are not afraid of the price to be paid for breaking the contract. They will provoke trouble and do anything. Yes. The blood of wizards is much more nutritious than the blood of virgins. Drinking their blood will increase your strength faster, and your abilities will be much stronger than those of the same level."

"Letters, you go outside and wait for me." After all the questions he wanted to ask were finished, Hall pushed little Chris away, and little Chris couldn't object, so he obediently obeyed his words and went out to wait, leaving only Hall and the priest behind. The two were alone in the church. "Father, the holy spirit power you want comes from your devout belief in God, but if you change to another god, the problem will be solved."

"Believe in other gods? Who else can I believe in but the Lord?"

"But you don't believe in your Lord, so you lost the power of the Holy Spirit and were abandoned by the Templar Crusaders. You can only stay in this chapel and can no longer fight for your faith."

"So, other gods?"

"There is more than one god in this world. If you want, you can believe in Greek gods, Egypt, China, and many others."

"..." The priest was silent. He didn't believe in other gods. He only believed in the Lord himself, God Jehovah.But God could not redeem him. His belief in God was no longer pious, so he lost God's favor and strength.

"Even if I no longer believe in God, it is impossible for me to believe in other gods." After a long time, the priest said.

"That's because you haven't seen it before." Hall smiled...

"Hall, is the matter settled?" Little Chris was curious and asked Hall who was walking out of the church.

"Ah."

"Eh? How did you solve it? I've heard about the power of the Holy Spirit. Is there any way for people who have lost the power of the Holy Spirit to regain it?" Little Chris couldn't help being curious.

"Let him believe in other gods."

"Huh?" Little Chris was dumbfounded.God would be mad if he found out, and he lost one believer just like that.

"Now we're going to find Leo."

"Do you know where he is?" Hall obviously didn't see him asking the priest this question just now.

"The bar. The priest may not know Leo's whereabouts. We need someone to provide information, and we need someone to provide information. Going to the bar will pay off." Hall is worthy of being a policeman, and he has many informants in his hands. , a wide range of sources of information.Little Chris followed him to a bar. Hall came out a few minutes later, "I found it. Leo has appeared in these bars, but the one he often goes to recently is this one, the green bar."

"What a weird name." Little Chris dismissed his taste in bar names.

"Maybe the bar owner likes green."

As night fell, a fashionable and avant-garde boy and a young man with a unique temperament walked into the green bar-this bar itself was not a law-abiding and regulated business operator, and it also opened its doors to such customers, so that Chris and Huo Er could easily come in without covering up.

The bar is not too big, and the decoration taste is not very good. Little Chris studied it for a long time, thinking that it might be because all kinds of people here have that vampire.

"A glass of beer, thank you." Hall ordered a beer at the bar. Little Chris thought about it for a long time, and really wanted to ask the bartender if he had any milk to buy.

"Is there something suitable for children to drink here?" Finally, little Chris asked such a tactful question.

"Sorry, only alcohol is sold here." The bartender laughed, "How old are you, boy? You dare not drink when you come to the bar."

"Who said I dare not drink!" Little Chris glared at him angrily, "I just don't know what to order. What kind of wine do you have here?"

"We sell what other bars sell here, and we sell what they don't sell." Maybe because he thought it was funny, the bartender continued to make fun of little Chris.

"Cocktail, what can you make... well, it's not easy to get drunk, you can see that I'm too young to drink too much."

"Give him a glass of ice water." A man came over and said to the bartender with a smile.Little Chris turned his head to look at the person coming, feeling that the smile looked familiar.

"Hello, sir. My name is Christian Metley. What's your name?"

"Call me Leo. Is this your friend?" Leo asked, pointing to Hall, who was drinking beer with a blank expression next to Little Chris.

"Yes. His name is Hall." Little Chris smiled innocently, and the prey took the bait.

Only then did Hall put down his wine glass and looked at Leo, also smiling, "Hello, Mr. Leo." I don't know, who is whose prey?

"Is it an honor to buy you two drinks?" Leo was still smiling, and little Chris thought about it, and suddenly remembered that Leo's smile was a bit like Voldemort's, they were both cruel and bloodthirsty elegant smiles.

"Didn't you already order it for me?" Little Chris turned his head, clearly expressing his dissatisfaction with the other party ordering ice water for him.Leo chuckled.

"Where is Hall? What would Hall want to drink? Except beer and ice water, of course. No matter how you look at it, you can buy alcohol yourself."

"What do you want to drink?" Hall didn't answer Leo, but turned to ask little Chris what he wanted.

"I want to drink milk..." When he looked up and saw Leo's subtle expression, little Chris trembled in his heart, and quickly changed his words, "I want a glass of 'warm orange' made from orange juice and brandy, can I do it?" Xiao Ke Reese asked the bartender.

After thinking about it, the bartender nodded.Although he doesn't know what "warm orange" is, but based on his knowledge of this bar and the short and rare conversations between the three guests, the bartender probably knows what kind of wine the guests want.

"I can try it. It's not guaranteed to be the one you've had before. But you should be satisfied. It's my job to pick out something that suits the taste of the guests." The bartender stopped talking nonsense and joking, and turned to the bar behind the counter. Find materials in the cabinet.

"Of course." Little Chris also learned this ambiguous way of answering well, popping out a sentence of course from time to time.

After 2 minutes, the bartender prepared the materials and utensils and began to mix the wine. The wine that was mixed was indeed worthy of the name of "warm orange". It is orange-yellow and looks warm and warm.Little Chris looked at the bartender in surprise, this is a talent!He just said a name casually.

80 Mr. Vampire

Little Chris took a sip of the cocktail, but unfortunately he didn't know how to taste wine, so he swallowed it whole. At most, he thought it tasted good. If you ask him what it feels like, Little Chris can't say anything.

"How do you feel?" Leo seemed to have nothing to say.What an old fashioned way to strike up a conversation.

"pretty good."

"Not bad?" Leo raised his eyebrows and smiled, his smile was indeed eight points like Voldemort. "Where is Hall? You haven't ordered yet." Leo's rather clumsy way of striking up a conversation is not at all unnatural.

"No, thank you." Hall succinctly rejected the other party. His glamorous and noble appearance surprised little Chris. It turned out that this guy not only knows clichés, but also has first-rate acting skills!Well, seeing Hall doesn't show any expression other than the occasional smile, he's not simple at all.

"It's really cold." Leo laughed, with an elegant and hearty feeling, and then he narrowed his eyes slightly, "Are you really so shameless? I don't mean anything malicious, I just want to make friends."

"Mr. Leo, are you trying to strike up a conversation?" Hall looked up at Leo, "Approach us for no reason and invite us to drink. If you accept it, it means that we are also interested in you. This is very common in bars and very Obvious implication. But I think it's normal if you're a lady or one of me and Chris or even both of us are ladies. I'm not anti-gay, this bar is just a normal bar. So your approach must have other purpose."

"It's really... a stubborn inference. I'm just interested in you. I have no malicious purpose. The only purpose is to get to know you. Maybe it's good to be friends." Leo seemed to have experienced many battles, facing Hall like this Straightforward making things difficult is still calm.

"If you are willing to tell your real purpose, maybe I will be interested." Hall made a good trick for him to jump by himself.If it was an inexperienced guy like Chris Jr., knowing that Hall was tricking him and not knowing how to deal with it, he might just obediently recruit.Leo glanced at little Chris, then at Hall, and smiled.

"The real purpose? It doesn't seem suitable to talk about this here. Let's go for a walk and find a convenient place?" Leo's move is actually a gamble to see who is more interested in whom.

Both sides have their own ghosts and hidden thoughts.

"Of course." Hall nodded slightly. Leo took out a wad of money and put it on the bar to pay for Chris's cocktail and Hall's own beer. Fan Er invited Hall and the two to leave.When he was away from home, little Chris was completely under Hall's command, and he couldn't even ask to leave after drinking this cocktail.Needless to say, Hall and Leo will only stare at him with subtle eyes when he speaks this kind of words.

Leo and Hall walked side by side on the streets of London in front, and Chris Jr. followed behind depressed. The two people in front didn't know what the hell they were doing, and they didn't say a word along the way.The three of them seemed to be walking aimlessly. When the two in front finally stopped, Little Chris looked in front of him. An old warehouse? !

oh god!Is there such a bloody thing!Abandoned warehouse?Should this be a mafia fight or a kidnapping case?

I was thinking about some things in my mind, and Hall and Leo had already matched each other.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?" Leo acted casually, but in fact his whole body was already on alert.

"Shouldn't I ask what you want to do?" Hall naturally wouldn't be the first to confess. He asked Leo, "You came to talk to us and brought us to this kind of place. Don't you have a special purpose? Although there are no people here, the same No matter what happens, no one will find out immediately. Your purpose is definitely not pure."

"Heh, what a long-winded guy." Leo approached Hall with a wicked smile, "But you are very interesting, I like it very much."

Hall was unmoved, and the little Chris not far behind him secretly held his wand and was on guard.

"You killed him?" Hall asked, ignoring the fact that his jaw was in the opponent's hand.

"Who?" Leo raised an eyebrow.

"At about eleven o'clock in the evening on December [-], [-], an adult male of British nationality was attacked. There were only two small holes like tooth marks on his neck. The cause of death was excessive blood loss. Almost all of his body There was no trace of blood left at the scene except near the wounds of the corpse. I suspect that this crime was done by a vampire. Father Dattery told me that the possible vampire in London is you, Leo."

"Have you met Datri?" Leo narrowed his eyes. "When did you meet him?"

"Your reaction doesn't negate my words, Mr. Leo, you are a vampire who killed a dark wizard on Christmas Eve. That's right?" Hall did a reasoning show to himself.

"You killed him?" Leo's voice suddenly became ruthless.Little Chris stared wide-eyed as Leo's fingers dug into Hall's chest.

Following a whirl, the last sight of little Chris rested on the dusty ground.

Opening his eyes, little Chris unexpectedly found himself in Voldemort's bedroom.Standing up, he rubbed his temples while sorting out the memories before coma.

"Master, Master Mettley has woken up!" Libby let out a sharp and joyful cry without any image. If it was normal, Voldemort would be more than happy to give a good lesson to the domesticated boy who can't change his habit of being startled. elf.

"Libby, pay attention to your behavior." Voldemort said this while passing by Libby, staring at it coldly. He seemed to be staying in the study just now, but Libby came over as soon as he called. "Chris, how are you feeling?"

"How does it feel?" Little Chris was taken aback with a silly look on his face.

"What do you think?" Voldemort raised an eyebrow.

"Uh. Very good. I'm fine." Little Chris shook his head quickly, "But what happened to me? I remember that I was with Hall..."

"Hall? The young man you were with?" Voldemort frowned.

"Yes! Hall is a British policeman. He looks very young and has a unique temperament. Before I fell into a coma, I was with him and a vampire named Leo, outside a dilapidated warehouse."

"If the Hall you're talking about is the same man I saw, he's dead."

"Dead?!" Little Chris was shocked, Hall is so powerful...human, yes, Hall is human, how could he not die against a vampire.Even the constant suspicion and even the almost certainty that Hall is not an ordinary person is just speculation, not proof.Given the premise that he's human, it's no surprise that Hall would die.

"The heart was dug out and crushed." Voldemort still frowned, "What did you do?"

"No!" Little Chris covered his mouth in astonishment, his memory appeared before the fault, and Leo's fingers happened to be inserted into Hall's chest.

"Answer my question first." Voldemort wanted to know what little Chris had done. Hall's death was horrible. Fortunately, the one lying on the ground lifeless was Hall he didn't know. Voldemort couldn't imagine the death of little Chris. How would I feel there.

"...I'm cooperating with Hall to catch vampires." After a long silence, little Chris finally responded, "We met Leo at the bar, the most suspected vampire, and Mr. Datley said he was very likely It was the murderer who killed the black wizard. So Hall and I went to find him, but unexpectedly..." Little Chris couldn't continue, no matter how heartless he was, he was still a "normal person" who had experienced his own death and seen "alive "The dead body was the first time he had experienced someone he knew being killed right in front of his eyes.The fragility of life made little Chris unable to let go, he never thought