245 Chapter 45, Forbidden Fire

In the elevator, the vampire lay on his side, rolling his eyes and foaming at the mouth.

Hoffa, who had found nothing, stood up. Now, he knew the conspiracy of the vampire city, and even knew the specific time of the sacrifice, but he didn't know the exact location, which made him very headache.

He needed to determine the location to find the nun, preferably before the sacrifice, but this guy passed out and asked another vampire to interrogate him, probably because there was not enough time.

How can this be good?

He slapped the vampire hard across the face, and it didn't respond, no different than hitting a corpse.

Ryan quickly grabbed Hoffa and persuaded him, "Don't be so rough."

"I think it's faking it."

Hoffa said, "It's just Veritaserum, not a drug."

After all, he raised his foot in disbelief.

Ryan was in a hurry, "I know the formula of Veritaserum better than you, Sri Lankan vulture bile, Buroccia grass, half-eared grass buds, Iceland Juris stalactites, ferret heart tendons, clear water, etc., etc., here Except for water, there is no such ingredient that is not poisonous."

Hoffa slowly retracted his foot, "What are you so worried about?"

"You are Ravenclaw, not Slytherin, don't be so cruel." Ryan continued: "We have to go back, the elevator has been stopped for so long, if we don't leave, I'm afraid we will be found abnormal."

Hoffa did not refuse Ryan's proposal, and they threw the paralyzed vampire back into the dining car. The gear stuck by the transformation technique returned to normal, and the elevator slowly fell downwards.

No one found anything unusual in the deserted hotel. After changing their costumes, the two put the vampire in a big bag, and returned to Ryan's small apartment from the hotel.

After returning to the apartment, Ryan laid the female vampire on the bed and cast a binding spell on her hands and feet. Along the way, he also carried the vampire back.

As he did this, Hoffa sat watching, watching as he pulled the vampire's arm from the sun into the shade. (The place where the white arm was exposed to the sun was burnt with smoky red spots at the moment.) The vampire showed no signs of waking up, and Ryan closed the curtains again.

When he was done, Hoffa asked him, "Can you deal with vampires?

"Deal with it." Ryan was startled, "What do you mean...?"

"I haven't dealt with this species before, what should I do, cut off the head, mercury bullets or crosses, or simply burn it to ashes?"

Ryan gasped: "Merlin Beard, what happened, are you really the Ravenclaw I know?"

"What are you wondering about?" Hoffa said naturally: "It's not a human anymore. And even if it is still a human, it will be executed by the Wizengamot if it kills so many Muggles. What's the difference?"

"It's not up to us to do that either,"

Ryan frowned: "She should be judged, this is her basic right, we cannot deprive her of it."

"Burned after trial?"

Hoffa was surprised.

"If that's the case, she deserves it."

Ryan insisted, even stopping at the bed. Fearing that Hoffa would chop off the vampire's head if he disagreed, Hoffa didn't do it. He was thinking of Chloe in his heart, and his eyes turned back and forth between Ryan and the vampire.

After a moment of silence, Hoffa withdrew his eyes and said, "I'm going to find the location where the sacrificial ceremony may take place tonight. You stay here to watch her and don't let her run away."

"What!?"

Ryan stood up at once: "Didn't we agree to find it together?"

"Someone has to take care of her, if you don't want to kill her." Hoffa spread his hands helplessly: "I don't care about her, what if she runs away after waking up and brings hundreds of vampires with me? The game is over for the two of you."

"But. But"

Ryan looked at the unconscious woman lying on the bed. From this angle, he could even see the black panties under her long bare legs. He quickly turned his head and said firmly, "No, you have to stay with me. Together."

"Why?" Hoffa was surprised.

"I'm afraid. I'm afraid. I'm afraid that she will suck my blood when she wakes up." Ryan said quickly and stammered, "I think it's better for the two of us to take care of it together."

"So I was worried about that."

Hoffa patted him on the shoulder and said carelessly: "It's okay,

After finishing speaking, he pointed at the female vampire lying on the bed, and immediately, the red binding spell in her hand materialized, directly turning into a heavy and gleaming chain.

After the transformation was over, Hoffa blew on his fingertips, and a small silver key appeared at his fingertips. He stuffed the key into Ryan's hand: "Don't worry, as long as you don't take the initiative to unlock it for her, she will definitely unlock it." Can't break free from my transformation chains."

"This..." Ryan looked at the key in his hand and wanted to say something more, but Hoffa didn't give him a chance to speak. He quickly hugged Ryan's shoulder: "Please."

After speaking, he actually jumped out of the window.

Shocked, Ryan rushed to the window edge, but he could only see the fluttering bed sheets and starched clothes of the residents below, and no one could see half of them.

On the balcony of a high-rise apartment tens of meters above the ground, Ryan slowly withdrew his body. He looked at the key in his hand and murmured: "Damn it, you are really straightforward."

The temperature of the setting sun shone on Ryan's face, and he felt a little glaring, the sun hadn't set yet. He realized that the curtains were drawn, so he turned quickly.

The screen seems to be switched.

The vampire who was lying on the bed drooling like a dead person sat up silently at this moment. She hugged her knees and huddled in the corner of the bed, her face was as pale as a corpse, and there was no blood on her lips. At this moment, she no longer had any pretense, and there was only an irresistible killing intent in her eyes, which was bitingly cold.

This sudden glance is quite similar to the horror in ghost movies. Ryan was taken aback. He stepped back and opened the curtains. The golden sunset shot through the flying curtains and shone on the vampire's feet. The instep of her foot was instantly red, swollen and smoking as if it had been branded with a branding iron.

"hiss!!"

She twisted her body in pain and tried to retreat, but the apartment was so small that she couldn't retreat.

Ryan reacted, and he quickly pulled up the curtains to block the sunlight and make the room dark.

Without sunlight, the wound on the vampire's instep quickly scabbed and healed. She was out of breath, staring at Ryan.

"Yo, wake up."

Ryan didn't know how to deal with it, so he raised his hand in embarrassment to say hello. Just after saying hello, he felt that something was wrong. The other party was a murderous vampire. If Bach was there, he would definitely not give her a good face.

Thinking of this, he made a cold face again, and sat far away from the corner, keeping a distance from the vampire.

"Did you just pretend to be asleep?"

"I'm afraid of death, am I wrong?"

The vampire said hoarsely, her voice was as hard as resin after being exposed to the scorching sun, not as pleasant as before.

"I'm thirsty, very thirsty."

Ryan pulled out his wand in an instant, as if facing a big enemy: "Don't even think about it, I don't have blood for you to drink."

"Are you stupid?"

The woman scolded, "Can't I drink anything else besides blood?"

"Ah, what else do you drink?" Ryan held up his wand, a little dazed.

"Stupid prejudice," the woman sneered, "do you eat at night all day long? Bats also eat some insects and fruits. Do I have to do nothing but eat every day?"

"Then what would you like to drink?"

"water."

said the vampire.

Water. Okay Ryan took a glass, tapped it, "clear water like"

"I don't drink the spelled water, will you die if you pour me a glass of water?"

The vampire interrupted his spell in exasperation.

"Well,"

Ryan had to put away his wand, walked to the faucet in the apartment, poured her a glass of water, walked to the bed, and handed it to her.

The vampire struggled twice, the chains on the back of her hands and feet rattled, she panted twice, and leaned against the wall. He raised his arm, "Why, you want me to fetch it myself?"

Ryan stared at her, motionless.

The woman smiled contemptuously and said, "I thought wizards would be more courageous, but I didn't expect them to be afraid of death."

Ryan stepped forward on his bed sheet, supported the vampire's back with one hand, raised the glass with the other, knelt on the bed, and handed the water glass to her lips. The vampire held the rim of the cup in her mouth and gulped it down. When she drank, her eyes rolled up, staring at Ryan's eyes.

After looking at each other, Ryan simply closed his eyes.

This glass of water seemed to have been drunk for quite a long time. When Ryan thought the glass was empty, he opened his eyes, only to find that the other party was looking at him with a half-smile.

"Are you feeding my mouth or my chest?" The voice became clear and sweet after drinking the water.

Ryan was taken aback, and after a closer look, he realized that he might have poured it too hastily, more than half of the glass of water leaked out of the other party's mouth, and flowed down her chin and collarbone into her towering chest.

The wet chest loomed, outlining a complete and true outline.

With just one glance, Ryan's face turned red in an instant. He threw down the cup in a hurry, picked up the pillow towel and wiped it on her chin.

"Hiss, take it easy."

The vampire frowned lightly, not showing much anger.

"Excuse me."

Ryan used his wand to conjure a handkerchief, and wiped the corners of her mouth and neck with a very delicate touch. He tried his best to focus his eyes on one point, not looking at her whole picture, but he could feel that the other party was staring at him firmly.

After coming to Bournemouth for so long, he had seen countless vampires, all kinds of female vampires, and he originally thought that he would be completely immune to such creatures. But the one in front of him, like his nemesis, could make his heart beat faster if he didn't pay attention.

"I thought you were stunned by Veritaserum."

He said slowly.

"If I tell your friend all the information, he will kill me 99% of the time, hehehehe." The vampire laughed, and after laughing, she sighed weakly, "Forget it, it will fall into the hands of the wizard , count myself not cautious enough.”

After sighing for a while, she looked at Ryan again, and leaned into his ear quietly: "What do you do to me, will you let me go secretly?"

Ryan shook his head, stood up and put away the cup: "Sorry, I can't release you. As you can see, you have been captured. I did this only to respect your basic rights."

The vampire sarcastically said: "Let's stop doing this, wizards are hypocritical sluts, my father told me so, and now it seems that it is true. Let me say, the gray-haired monster next to you is smarter than you Too much, he never wanted to keep me alive from the very beginning."

"He's Ravenclaw. It's no big deal that he's smarter than me. Everyone in their academy is very smart." Ryan said with a calm smile, "But you'd better not get in trouble with him. I managed to convince him not to kill him." you."

"Why didn't you kill him?" the vampire asked with great interest, "If you wait for my father to find you, your end will be miserable."

"I insist that you need to be tried and that you need to confess guilt, and, in relation to what happened in Bournemouth, I think we need a witness, Miss Portman."

"You can just think about it by yourself."

The vampire sneered: "After tonight, you will all die! Have you seen the moon in the sky? Let me tell you, you will never see the sun tomorrow."

She said fiercely: "If you let me go, I may also consider turning you into a blood servant, and after the blood moon comes, you will live under my protection. If you still persist in your obsession, then don't blame me for being cruel .”

"We will stop your so-called father's conspiracy and let the people of this city live under the sun again." Ryan said tirelessly: "We will definitely do it, Miss Portman."

"Shut up, don't talk to me, I know you very well, call me my surname when I was ignorant?"

Ryan shut up, he put away his cup, walked aside, and fed his owl. The owl spread its wings lazily, turned its head 180 degrees, then turned it 180 degrees, and pecked at his finger.

"What should I do, Jasmine." Ryan seemed to be talking to himself, his voice low and inaudible: "This place is too far from Hogwarts, there is no fireplace and no pies, you really miss it too, right?"

He fed the owl and talked to it, and the owl occasionally purred in response to him.

After only three minutes, the vampire called him.

"Hi, what's your name?"

"Ryan, Gary Sean." Ryan said without looking back.

The vampire laughed: "I don't want to care about your name, I actually want to ask what is your owl's name?"

Ryan didn't care about the inconsistency in her words: "Molly."

"She's cute."

"Yes, she has been with me for seven years. She was a friend my family sent me when I was in school." Ryan said affectionately, and stretched his mouth to the owl's beak, and the owl pecked him mercilessly.

"You wizards are so strange that you want to be friends with owls."

"There are also people who make friends with mice. For the people of Hufflepuff, all creatures have souls and should be respected." Ryan said.

The vampire fell silent, and after a while she said suddenly:

"You are different from that gray-haired monster. If I remember correctly, he should have dropped out of your school, right?"

"Yes, many people know about this."

"You know, when it comes to male animals, I've seen a lot of them. Speaking of which, I probably know your friends better than you do."

"Oh?" Ryan turned around in surprise: "You know him better than me?"

"Of course, what kind of person do you think he is?"

"He is a good man, there is no doubt about it." Ryan said confidently.

"It's ridiculous, little brother Ryan, people will become, in my opinion, he has fallen, killing and violence make him intoxicated, making him unable to extricate himself."

"You have the nerve to say such things." Ryan curled his lips. "By the way, don't think I'm easy to cheat just because I have a good temper. I won't be provoked by you."

"Yes, come here." The vampire raised his finger under the chain and ticked Ryan.

"Why?" Ryan stood beside his owl vigilantly, motionless. "I already made you drink water."

"Let me tell you a story." The vampire narrowed his eyes and smiled slyly, "Will you listen?"

Ryan moved his legs miraculously and walked to the bed. The vampire dragged his legs bound by chains with difficulty, and moved to the bedside on his knees. She patted the edge of the bed with a smile in her eyes.

Ryan hesitated for a moment, but sat down anyway.

"Actually, I didn't become like this on my own initiative. Thirty years ago, I was about the same age as you at this time. I went to Germes Public School. Do you know that school?"

Ryan shook his head. He was born as an orthodox wizard and knew nothing about Muggle high schools.

The vampire showed nostalgia: "At that time, the school was a boys' school, and later it was converted into a mixed high school. We were the first batch of girls who were transferred to the school. There are quite a lot of people who like me in the school. But most of them only please me. No fun. There's only one guy who's pretty cool, and after a party, I hang out with him"

She raised her palm, squeezed a ring, and made a gesture of inserting the ring, "Do you understand?"

Ryan turned his head away: "Why are you telling me this?"

"Don't you have one in your school?" The vampire was curious.

"Hmph, of course not." Speaking of this, Ryan suddenly felt a little proud, he raised his head, "We are wizards, and it is our duty to pursue the deepest mysteries of magic. There's going to be that kind of mess."

"Look at you, if that gray-haired monster says that, I still believe it, you... you don't understand anything." The vampire hit him with disdain.

Ryan was surprised: "Why?"

But the vampire didn't answer, she continued on by herself: "At that time, I didn't understand anything, I was stupid and naive, my family was not strictly managed, and I was rebellious, and after going back and forth, I became pregnant with that bitch Son. After knowing it, I was terrified. I hurried to find him and asked him what to do. The guy told me it was okay and he would take responsibility.

I believe it.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he would brag about it among his friends, saying that he had made the most popular girl in school pregnant. "

The vampire sneered: "Afterwards, you know what to do? Those women who usually called me sisters turned into devils one by one. They started calling me a bitch and a slut behind my back, and then they called me a slut. I spit water in my food and tear my hair while I slept. I still remember that the woman I had the best relationship with stole my underwear after I took a shower and hung it at the school gate with a big Two words, Bichi! I know the reason, because she likes the man I have sex with very much, but he has no interest in her at all, jealousy."

Having said that, she raised her head and asked Ryan: "Master Wizard, have you ever experienced this kind of thing?"

Ryan didn't expect the vampire to say this to him, and he didn't know what to answer for a while, so he shook his head.

"Later, things got worse and no one could control it. Everyone thought I was a slut who could be a husband. During the day, those boys looked at me covetously. At night, they turned into beasts and climbed over the wall to enter the girls' dormitory. , but my roommate became their accomplice, helping them to vent their animal desires. The man who first cheated on me was too scared, so he directly chose to transfer to another school, leaving me alone in hell to be trampled upon."

Ryan shuddered: "No one cares, why didn't you tell the police?"

"So you don't understand anything." The vampire sighed.

"I couldn't bear it. Three months later, on the reef by the sea in Bournemouth, I cut open my own belly, and wrote the notch with the blood of me and my child. I cursed everyone and died. .

Later, when I woke up, I was lying in my father's arms, and he told me, he told me that the filth of the world cannot be contained in the day, and only the night can cover the ugly desires.

After all, he gave me the blood and gave me the first hug.

After being resurrected, I returned to that public school, and when night fell, I killed all of them, the teacher, the school, and the higher-ups, none of whom were spared.

In the middle of the night, I found the original cool guy I had sex with, who already had a new love at another school, and I sucked his blood dry. When I sucked blood for the first time, I was trembling all over and vomited for three or four days, but later, I got used to it, a little bit of habit, a little bit of learning to enjoy, enjoy the process of sucking blood, and enjoy the body that will not conceive. "

After the story was told, the sun outside the window had already set, and a bright and huge moon slowly rose from the horizon. The night shone in the room, sprinkled on the vampire's shoulders and Ryan's face. The tragic story made Ryan silent. He sat up straight like an old monk in meditation, staring at his toes motionless.

The vampire twisted his knees and crawled over from the bed, slowly approached Ryan, and leaned his body on his arm a little bit: "You don't have to feel sorry for me, but I have to admit that this change itself is a kind of Very charming thing, Ryan." Her tone was surprisingly gentle: "It is because I am very similar to that gray-haired monster that I say this, he has a temperament very similar to mine, and he understands that he is actually It can’t change the world, so he chooses to enjoy, enjoy adventure, enjoy killing and violence, or let himself go with the flow, and never think about any results.”

"He's not what you said." Ryan shook his head.

"You probably haven't seen him many times." The vampire told the truth.

"He's not like that." Ryan said bitterly, "Miss Portman, the world is not exactly what you see."

The vampire suddenly kissed Ryan's mouth unreservedly, sealing him from speaking.

This sudden surprise caught Ryan off guard, and he subconsciously opened his mouth. Three seconds later, he turned his head and pushed the vampire away, "What are you doing?"

"If an owl can be loved, what about me?" After that, she kissed again.

Ryan was extremely flustered. This time, he persisted for ten seconds. Finally, almost suffocating, he pushed the vampire away and said tremblingly, "Are you going to suck my blood?"

"What nonsense, I like you very much." In the darkness, the woman touched Ryan's cheek, "You are different from him, you don't regard me as a monster, I won't suck your blood."

"Miss Portman."

"Call me Kiria, if you must call me by my first name."

"keelia"

"What's wrong?" she asked in a low voice.

"You, you, you are too cold." Ryan's face was blushing, and his voice was trembling because of excessive tension.

"It's okay, you're hot."

The vampire smiled and twisted the wrist bound by the spell, tied it around Ryan's neck, and pinned him to the ground.

Ryan didn't resist this time. At some point, he was deeply attracted by this dangerous but deadly creature. Its desire was as sharp as a Damascus knife, and it slashed through the flesh heavily, bringing the pleasure of tearing.

Dark clouds drifted across the sky, and the moon hid shyly. Desire finally overwhelmed reason. When the moon poked out its eyes curiously from behind the dark clouds, there was no one on the messy bed sheet. Only on the dark carpet in the corner, the two bodies were desperately entangled.

And outside the building, on a few pieces of clothes fluttering by Muggles to dry, Hoffa dangled his legs easily, leaning his back against the wall, sitting on the exhaust pipe at the top of the building.

The night wind blew the broken hair on his forehead, and he looked at the moon that was about to rise in the sky. A trace of struggle and pain flashed across his face, but soon, the pain disappeared without a trace, turning into calm and indifference.

I do not know how long it has been.

Maybe half an hour, maybe an hour.

In the dark room, the creaking sound subsided. There was only a faint panting sound, and that panting was mixed with fear, fear, but also mixed with relaxation.

"How old are you?" A gentle voice murmured in the darkness.

"Seventeen."

"Then am I breaking the law?" She grinned and tapped Ryan's lips with her fingers.

Ryan's eyes were confused for a moment. He drew back and wanted to stand up, but Ji Liya threw him to the ground. She sat cross-legged on Ryan's body, holding his head, and murmured, "Let me go, I'll take you!" You go together."

"Don't push me, I can't do it." Ryan said hoarsely. He hugged that snow-white body tightly, and buried his head in her chest.

"This country is over." Kelia stroked Ryan's head and said softly, "Believe me, no one can save this country. My father's strength is beyond your imagination." Paused: "Come with me Well, we'll be happy together, Ryan." The woman bit his earlobe.

"No, no, I'm going to take you back to the Wizengamot, I'm going to let you." He was a little speechless after that.

Kelia pushed Ryan away, "Are you going to let me die?"

Under the moonlight, she smiled, beautiful and heartbreaking, "If that's the case, I'd rather die by your hands. That way I would suffer less torture, and only need a little poison, or directly pierce my heart."

Ryan turned his head away, his complexion changed several times, and finally, he let out a long sigh of self-deprecation: "If I let you go, will you still suck blood in the future?"

Ji Liya shook her head: "I don't want to lie to you, Ryan, but I must suck blood. This is my instinct, just like my instinct to be attracted to you. This is fate, and I can't resist it."

Ryan's face was full of pain, and he grabbed his hair tightly.

Kelia hugged Ryan and held his face: "But I can swear, I will not kill my prey, from now on."

"Really?" Ryan looked at the woman in front of him in pain.

His answer was a deep kiss after closing his eyes.

After a long time, after parting our lips. The shackles on Ji Liya's hands and feet were opened silently.

Ryan put away the key in his hand, stumbled back a few steps, his face was as pale as paper, "Let's go, before I regret it."

"No, you have to come with me."

Ji Liya grabbed his arm and said firmly: "Trust me, when your friend comes back, he will not let you go."

"He won't, we are from the same school, what will he do to me? You go quickly."

"Why are you so stupid? I told you that people change." Ji Liya jumped anxiously: He is definitely not the kind of person you imagined. Have you looked into his eyes carefully? There was nothing in his eyes but the target. If you get in the way of his goal, he'll kill you too. "

"He won't." Ryan said through gritted teeth.

"Are you on the same path as him? I can assure you that your goals are not the same, right?"

Ryan was speechless.

Ji Liya took his arm: "Honey, please... come with me. I don't have much time. I have to make it to my father's banquet in time, otherwise I will definitely be punished."

Ryan stood there motionless, sluggish like a clay sculpture.

"Oh." Ji Liya kissed him, and said with a helpless wry smile, "Just treat it as a gift, okay, I don't want to be separated from you like this, making me feel like a door-to-door prostitute."

Ryan's voice was low and inaudible: "It's just a gift for you."

"Just send me off."