Chapter 1011 (1/2)
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”How did you escape the werewolf hunt?” Vaseline was watching the vampire's face in the dark, trying to find some different changes in his face.
However, compared with the old bat, the vampire in front of him is not more powerful, but his cultivation is first-class.
It can only be said that this is the prince vampire of the Cappadocia family. Although it is said that the exchange will not make Fanlin feel like it, at least, as the rescued party, the old bat has a good grasp of what kind of advantages it has, and van Lin and Sirius have not been able to give up on him.
”Oh, some little magic, of course, with Dumbledore and You should not be the guy who calls him a mysterious man. ”
”No, we call him Voldemort.”
”What else does it mean?”
”This image of laoyinbi is more suitable for him. The guy hiding in the forest of Albania and resting on a poisonous snake is a failure in itself.”
”Losers?” The vampire stopped. ”I don't think so. At least, in my opinion, he's still a strong man.”
”I think you've got the wrong idea, Mr. vampire, that Voldemort has abandoned his identity as a human being, and I think that some words used to describe people should be avoided when we talk to each other.” Vaseline squinted and looked carefully at the vampire's pale cheek.
”Oh, is that so? But it's also very appropriate, Mr. al. We've created a monster. ” Vampires seem to be talking to themselves, dark red eyes appear incomparably calm, and do not imagine the kind of Soul-catching light.
”It seems that Mr. vampire was hurt badly.” Van Lin suddenly said.
”Oh, well, after all, it's not easy to accept that 90% of the whole body's blood is drawn out to create a blood shadow, but fortunately there are still some supplements Do you have dragon blood? It's better to be fresh. ”
”You should put yourself in the right place, Mr. vampire. Do you mean that the education of the Cappadocia family is just taking away?”
”Naturally there's a payoff, after that, and I don't think it's too demanding, it's good for everyone.”
”That's it.” Sirius hastened to stand out, interrupted van Lin to continue to hate the old bat's forehead.
It seems that being knocked down several times a day by a guy other than Hermione is a big shadow for van Lin.
”You should have dragon blood there...” Sirius pulled van Lin aside and asked quietly.
”Oh, and yet, I don't want to give it.” Van Lin nodded, regardless of the face of the old vampire. ”These guys just make a stand with the old bat of Trevor. At first, they made the best of both sides. Then they played off and ran to us, although it was only a matter of time...”
Said Fanlin, reluctantly reaching out for a small conical flask.
”That's all?”
”That's enough. The dragon blood is rich in magic, enough for this old bat to cast some magic, but. Complete recovery is not so easy to control... ” Van Lin said, the dragon blood to Sirius, ”take it to him, I have some questions.”
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”How many bottles can I have?” The old bat licked his lips. If he put it in the Muggle world, it would be an action with extraordinary charm. But in the underground street here, it seems particularly gloomy.