Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

"call......"

A faint sigh sounded in the darkness, and it was the sound that men and women would only make after they had finished their work.

"Do you often do this? I like to hook up with women when I'm away on business."

The woman asked.

"No."

The man smiled.

"Liar, you look like a veteran when you catch me."

"It's not that you are too beautiful, I can't help it."

The man said with emotion.

"I can't help it, it's so stinky."

The woman put her head on the man's chest and asked charmingly: "If I eat you, what will happen to you?"

"Huh, baby, where do you want to start?"

The man joked.

"What do you mean?"

The woman asked with a smile.

The man did not speak, and pressed the woman's head down.

The woman slid down obediently, and when she held the thing, she suddenly raised her head and asked, "You are so innocent, I'm afraid you won't be the first to come to this city."

The man pretended to be deep: "I did come from other cities, but I'm not innocent at all."

"Ha ha......"

The woman opened her mouth.

A piece of white cloth suddenly stretched out from the darkness, and wrapped her head around the woman's head. She had only time to let out a short muffled groan, and was dragged by invisible force and disappeared into the darkness.

The man on the bed was taken aback by this sudden shock, kicked his legs back in horror, "Who!?"

No one answered in the darkness, only the woman who had just been enjoying herself with her groaned desperately when she struggled and resisted. There is also the sound of various utensils being smashed in the dark.

He copied his clothes and retreated to the corner, shrank into a ball, in cold sweat, "I...I...I warn you, to break into someone else's house is to violate the law." responsible......"

Still no one answered, and nothing was seen. After a few seconds, the woman's grunt and struggle became smaller and smaller, until it disappeared. The man became more and more frightened. At this time, he suddenly realized a problem. The room was too dark. Why was the hotel he stayed in so dark.

The shards of glass were accompanied by light footsteps, and a pair of dim golden eyes appeared in front of him.

"Just came to this city?"

The owner of the eyes asked the same.

"Yes, it is......"

"Go early, this place is not safe."

The owner of the eyes calmly finished speaking, and helped him open the cabinet in the room, then dragged the woman and disappeared into the room.

After not knowing how long, the light in the room was turned on by the man trembling. The sofa in the room was knocked over during the fight just now, and the glass coffee table broke to the ground. And in the opened cabinet, there were three shriveled corpses, stacked in disorder like food waste.

A faint scream came from a distance, it was the scream of a frightened man.

Hoffa's face was plain and unremarkable. He was wearing a wine-red suit of a barman, pushing a silver dining car, and politely greeted the guests in the hotel as he walked.

At this moment, he was somewhere in the honey-colored marble corridor, which was a very luxurious hotel. Nearby is the restaurant Les Ambassadeurs, full of crystal chandeliers and decorated with 7 different marbles. The walls are covered with 17th and 18th century tapestries, chandeliers, gilded and brocade furniture.

Hoffa and Ryan searched the city non-stop for the source of the plague, but they have been to no avail. Although they also caught a few vampires, they were all low-level blood slaves, and they didn't know anything about the upper echelon.

As time passed, the security in Bournemouth became more and more chaotic.

Every morning, several corpses appeared on the street. Those ragged corpses with contented smiles lay stiffly in every corner of the city.

And those soldiers who wrapped themselves tightly were completely reduced to the existence of scavengers. During the day, with a desperate look, they cleaned the corpses on the street. At night, they closed the door tightly, praying that bad luck would not fall on them.

The surviving citizens even dug large pits outside of the city, and threw those unclaimed corpses into the bottom of the pit. The number was terrible.

In the end, they abandoned the civilian areas on the fringe of the city, and instead sneaked into the upper-class neighborhood of Bournemouth, hoping to find some clues here.

When he reached the end of the corridor, Ryan came out of another room holding a heavy silver tray. The owner of the room also took out a tenpence tip and stuffed it on his chest. Ryan nodded and bowed in thanks, and helped him close the door.

The two moved forward together. Ryan walked along and complained in a low voice: "Why do I have to dress up like this, can't I just pretend to be a guest?"

"Guests can't walk around in the hotel casually, which is very detrimental to our search target. It is easy to be spotted."

"Merlin Beard, I'm one of Hogwarts' best students, but you asked me to bring Muggles a plate."

"When you graduate and go for an internship at the Ministry of Magic and Gringotts, it may not be better than it is now."

A row of black lines appeared on Ryan's head, and for a while, he replied aggrievedly: "You are really professional in playing this kind of role. Is it possible that you went to a hotel as a hostess this year when you were missing?"

"If you are not wordy, I will be very grateful."

"The people at Ravenclaw are really weird, wait, have you caught a high-level vampire?"

"Not sure, maybe it's another low-level blood slave. It will be clear after the interrogation."

"I'll be here this time," Ryan vowed: "I promise she can tell the secrets of the three generations of her ancestors."

Hoffaga glanced at him.

They walked into the hotel elevator and pressed the switch.

The elevator descended from the top floor. When the elevator reached the middle, Hoffa pressed the elevator wall, the gears of the elevator were blocked by the deformation technique, and the elevator stopped in a closed corner of the floor. There was no surveillance in this era, but he checked it carefully and after confirming that there was no hidden danger, he pulled away the white cloth on the dining car.

I saw a pale blond beauty in the silver dining car. She was wearing a V-shaped low-cut halter dress, purple, curled up with slender thighs, her feet tied, her hands tied to her chest, and her mouth. There is also a cover tape on it. She was stuck in the small dining car immobile, and the smoky makeup around her eyes was blurred by tears.

It was the woman Hoffa kidnapped from the previous room.

The white waiter glove transforms into a black metal magic glove on the palm. Hoffa checked the time and said to Ryan, "We have about ten minutes before anyone else finds out."

"Is this what you tracked down?"

Ryan looked embarrassed.

"what's happenin?"

"I thought you were tracking a higher-level male vampire."

"After interrogating her, we will have a clue."

He tore open the seal around the woman's lips. The woman showed two sharp canine teeth and screamed and whimpered at them.

"Don't be fierce, it's useless, we'll let you go after we ask." Hoffa said to Ryan, "Come and ask."

Ryan hesitated. He looked at the woman's face hesitantly, as well as her full chest and thighs. For a moment, his Adam's apple moved up and down, unable to speak.

Seeing Ryan's appearance, the vampire's expression turned into weeping, pitiful, tears filled the corners of his eyes, Ryan turned his head and whispered to Hoffa: "This..."

"Ok?"

Hoffa asked him: "When I found her, she had sucked up three people into corpses."

Ryan's arm tightened and his eyes were clearer. He pulled out his wand and sternly shouted: "Stop playing with those flowers in front of me, and say, who made you like this?"

The vampire's gaze rested on the wand in Ryan's hand, sobbing and whispering: "The wizard..."

"Both, by the way," Ryan pointed to Hoffa: "Don't think we will sympathize with you, we are the coldest wizards in the UK, without feelings!"

"Since I'm a wizard, I want to use this posture, whatever you want." The glamorous vampire stretched out his long tongue, licked his lips, raised his neck, and looked like a martyr: "Come on, I I won't resist."

While speaking, the power of invisible charm came out, Ryan shook his body and his legs were soft, which was different from the low-level goods he had encountered before. Every small movement of the woman in front of me seems to have a strong teasing effect, which makes people hormonally crazy.

Hoffa reluctantly covered his face, but he didn't blame Ryan. His mental power had become difficult to shake due to years of meditation, but not every wizard had the idea of ​​meditation. Ryan is just a seventeen-year-old male creature, and when encountering such a stunner, the hormonal explosion is justified.

He pulled Ryan behind him and said calmly: "We just want to ask you a few questions. After you ask, it doesn't matter where you go."

The vampire glanced at him, and a trace of alert flashed in his eyes: "Huh, you guy, when someone is eating, suddenly put a cloth on my head, isn't it too gentleman."

"If I can make you speak, I will do even more rogue things."

He squatted down and looked directly into the vampire's eyes: "I know there is a higher-level vampire above you, and he is in this city. I also want to know who is the last person? Why does he want to be here? The plague of blood spread in the city."

"I don't know. I'm just a low-level blood servant. It's just a tool for those high-level adults to vent their desires. If you ask me such a private question, how can I answer it?"

It wriggled its slender and tender thighs pitifully: "I drink the blood of Muggles, just because I want to eat, just like you eat pigs and cows, but I have to. Besides, it's not that I took the initiative to become Like this, you blame me, what's the use?"

Hoffa closed his mouth.

"Yes," it said softly: "Look, eating and mating are all in nature. Why do you blame me for your nature? You can't let me commit suicide."

"Which sentence am I blaming you?"

Hoffa said slowly.

"Since it's not strange, let me go, at least...Don't tie me so tight." The female vampire raised her wrist, "You can imprison me, I can chat with you, and play with you. Games can even help you with housework."

Her eyes flowed in front of Hoffa and Ryan like water waves, and there were all kinds of amorous feelings in it. It seemed that as long as one look was more, she could forget everything, and immediately be in ecstasy with her on the spot.

Ryan turned his head away. He breathed a little bit quickly, clenched his fist tightly, and was a little unstable.

Hoffa stood up and looked at her condescendingly.

Then turned his head and said to Ryan: "If I have learned something outside this year-it is that bad guys always have their own philosophy, because they need seemingly unbreakable reasons to support their frenzied behavior. And with them The best way to deal with them is to not reason with them..."

boom! !

As soon as the voice fell, the vampire was dragged out of the dining car by a huge force, picked it up, and pressed it against the wall of the elevator.

"Say, who spread the blood plague and where is he?"

The vampire was stunned by this unexpected surprise, and the disguise disappeared. She opened her mouth like an angry female cat, and made a ha, ha, hiss at Hoffa, her face turned hideous and sharp. At the same time, her struggle became extremely violent, and the huge power made the entire elevator shake.

In order to suppress her, Hoffa did not hesitate to enter the activated state, his eyes became pure gold, no whites, no pupils, bright and breathtaking.

Greater strength held her firmly and made her unable to move.

Seeing Hoffa’s appearance, the vampire smiled with difficulty: "Hehe...these...eyes, I know you...Grindelwald student, you are still hiding Here...Do you know that your teacher wants..."

The black gloves turned silver steel nails on Hoffa's arm, and he nailed the steel nails to the opponent's white chest.

"Will you die if this goes on? Or I have to poke every corner of you to try."

"You...you think...this level of threat...humph...ridiculous...you know nothing, Hoffabach, nothing Known..."

"Stop talking nonsense and answer my question!"

"You...don't think about it...don't think about it...from me...here...get...anything," the woman The mouth split open, revealing a row of sharp teeth: "All you can get...only this...skin..."

Seeing her decisive look, the light in Hoffa's eyes gradually extinguished and became normal. He released his hand and let the vampire fall to the ground from the wall.

After landing, she didn't cough or talk, just looked at them and sneered to herself.

Inside the elevator, there was a deadlock.

Hoffa was sure that this was a fairly advanced guy, but at the same time a pretty hard-talking guy.

"Can't ask, Hufflepuff's master. It's a unique skill." Hoffa reminded Ryan.

When the two were fighting, Ryan was free from the charm. At this moment, he looked at the vampire slipping on the ground, taking out a transparent small glass bottle from his trouser pocket with a complex expression, "Three drops are enough."

Looking at the transparent glass bottle, the vampire felt something, the sneer on her face was put away, she struggled in the corner, "What are you going to do?"

Hoffa squatted down, pinched her soft, delicate but corpse-cold cheeks, and forced her to open her mouth.

"Aphrodisiac."

Hoffa smiled and said: "After eating, it will make you horny, and it will explode on the spot if you don't find someone to fight for 3000 rounds."

"You don't come to this set, little wizard, I warn you...well..."

With a muffled grunt, her mouth opened and closed, the glass bottle was stuffed into her mouth, and at least half of the medicine was poured in.

She shook her head desperately, trying to spit it out, but Hoffa pressed her mouth tightly and pressed her against the corner of the wall. The intensity of her struggle was so great that her neck and forehead were all blue veins violently, and her fingers turned into sharp claws.

But slowly, the strength of her struggle became smaller and smaller, and the abnormal changes in her body gradually recovered. When Hoffa let go and stood up, her eyes were completely lost.

She tilted her head, opened her mouth slightly, and her mouth was drooling, just like an Alzheimer's patient. The color and confusion in the air gradually dissipated after she lost her self-consciousness.

Ryan sighed: "Just laughed, you have to help..."

"It's okay," Hoffa said, and handed him the glass bottle back.

Ryan put away the bottle, and then worried again: "Three drops are enough. Veritaserum is also very toxic."

"This is a vampire. God knows if the physiological structure is different from a normal person." Hoffa raised three fingers and asked the vampire: "What is this?"

"three......"

The vampire raised his head dazedly, drooling, and said paralyzed.

"what about this?"

He put away one. "

"two."

He put away another one.

The other party did not speak.

Hoffa nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that Veritaserum had worked. If she had self-awareness, she would definitely say, "One", but she didn't.

"Your name?" he asked.

"Nineteen, I am the nineteenth heir of my father."

Said the vampire.

"Is there no normal name?"

"In the age of ignorance, my name is... Ji Liya, Ji Liya Boman."

"Then nineteen, who is your father? Did he transform you into such a person?"

"Yes, he is... he is the great **** who gave me a second life, the right hand of the night god, the supreme glory of blood, the king of Bournemouth."

"I ask you his name?"

"I don't know. Father never told us his name."

As she said, she smiled foolishly, twisted her body, her face flushed rare, and prayed as religiously as a nun: "Oh...Father...my god..."

"Does your father live in this hotel?"

"No... this hotel is my brother's property."

"younger brother?"

"It's twenty-seven..."

Hoffa didn’t know which words touched the vampire’s language switch, and she began to talk endlessly: “A idiot will only waste energy and fool around with a woman. One day, I will eat him and take everything from him. In the future, if I can. I will eat all the other children and become the only darling of my father..."

That appearance made Hoffa shudder. He restrained his mind and continued to ask: "What is the purpose of "Father"?"

"Become the true prince of the blood, and order the blood of Europe to launch revenge and counterattack against the wizards and human society, let the night fall into the day, and let the blood run rampant in the world."

"How to become a prince?"

"I don't know the process, but the main material is blood, a lot of blood. Over the years, my father has collected the blood of all the townspeople in the surrounding area. Tonight, he will become the true prince of blood, rejuvenated, and immortal."

Hoffa's face turned pale, and even if he was so knowledgeable, he was also surprised by this masterpiece. In the surrounding area, he could hardly estimate the heinous crimes contained in this simple word. I still remember that after I landed, all the cities along the coast became ghost towns. After walking with Chloe for a long time, I didn't see anyone.

In this case, the so-called safe zone is just a cover. The real purpose is to trick people here and start a grass-cutting massacre. What are the people at the British Ministry of Magic doing? They didn't even know that such an old monster appeared along the coast. If it weren't for the students sent by Hogwarts to discover the anomaly, I'm afraid that the situation would be completely out of control at that time, and not only the coast would fall, but the whole of Britain would fall into a dark night crisis.

Settling down, he confirmed: "Just tonight?"

"Just tonight,"

The drooling woman laughed, "Just tonight..."

"Where? What location!?"

He asked.

"In the........"

The woman wanted to answer, her mouth moved twice, but there was no sound.

"Where?"

Hoffa asked anxiously. He had a hunch that the manipulator must be related to Chloe's disappearance.

But the vampire's head tilted, his tongue came out, and his saliva dripped all over the floor. After that, no matter how much Hoffa asked, she didn't mean to reply at all.

Ryan reached out to her nostrils and probed, and said, "I'm dizzy, you're taking too much Veritaserum."