HP Magic Biography

Don't worry, I don't want you to die so easily. Fan Lin said, At least, not now.

Fan Lin took a sip of tea lightly.

Not now? Trevor said, he seemed to have heard some funny joke, but this made him a little bit unable to laugh.

Vampires consider themselves noblemen, so when eating, they naturally maintain an elegant posture.

It's just that this cup of dragon's blood is a bit too difficult to drink.

Uh, I diluted it with water, and, you know, the dragon blood I can buy is generally used for magic experiments, so it should be quite different from what you usually drink.

Well, this pretense is very complete, anyway, Fan Lin quite likes it.

Trevor's face was a little embarrassed, and he believed that the kid in front of him really believed in evil.

This can no longer be described as unpleasant. It is hard to imagine that when Trevor used his fangs to draw blood, he was blocked by some magical plants.

This feeling is like a newborn vampire partnering with a Vatican believer...

Tell me, what are you here for? To humiliate me?

Some, it's revenge. Fan Lin didn't hide anything.

This made Trevor feel that Fan Lin was a little bit nervous. He was obviously shrewd just now, and even had a charming little wizard style, but in a blink of an eye, the person facing him turned into a stunned young man.

The gap in the transition gave Trevor a sense of powerlessness.

How long has he been angry?

ten years? twenty years?

The hot blood can't arouse Trevor's heart. It can be said that Trevor's heart has no fluctuations, and some even want MMP...

Don't look at me like that, don't you know how much trouble you have caused me? Fan Lin shrugged his shoulders, as if he was sitting in Hagrid's cabin instead of forbearance Office of the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Trouble... Trevor sneered, If you don't have so much trouble, I don't think I need to be so troublesome.

I know what you want. Fan Lin said, Harry Potter blood full of vitality?

Trevor didn't speak, he just stared at Fan Lin's face with an ugly expression, as if he wanted to see something.

Voldemort didn't even tell him the specific method of resurrection, but the most important thing is nothing less than his old enemy.

Maybe... Trevor seemed to have eaten a slug, and the elegance on his face had long been destroyed by Fan Lin.

However, how do you know? He didn't even tell me explicitly.

Bone resurrection. Fan Lin said softly, It's a very interesting magic.

interesting?

That's right, it's interesting. Fan Lin said, a trace of blackness gradually appeared in the originally water-blue pupils.

Bone of the father, unkglygiven, yy.!

Fan Lin's voice seemed to come from hell, like a whisper in a deep sleep.

Trevor's face became extremely solemn.

Flesh of the servant glygiven, yeviveyter!

Bftheenemy, fytakeyesurrectyourfoe!

When the last incantation was uttered from Fan Lin's mouth, a layer of shiny black engulfed Fan Lin's pupils in an instant.

Fan Lin's eyes were like the deepest gloom, and Trevor's eyes also turned black unconsciously, as if being pulled into another world.

On the black altar, with dead bones, broken limbs and patches of blood, a pale figure was born in the mud.

Hairless, snake eyes, snake nose, body wrapped in black gauze...

This is the bone resurrection technique. Fan Lin sighed softly, as if dispelling all the darkness accumulated all the time.

Suddenly felt that we were planned to be dark creatures, which still didn't fit our identities. It can only be said that this black magic is crazy enough.

Crazy? Fan Lin remembered the magic book he saw in Nicolas, the altar, the blood sacrifice of thousands of people...

This is a wizard, if it is a Muggle, I don't know...

I don't think it's a big deal, it just shows that your black magic level is still not strong enough. Fan Lin chuckled.

I believe that you vampires also have this kind of magic, which is cast through sacrifices. You know, your power comes from blood.

You seem to understand these things very well. There was a dangerous light in Trevor's eyes.

I'm a disciple of Nicolas, but I'm still very curious about what the sealing compass made by your ancestor, Mr. Nicolas, was used for. Even the inheritance ring fell into it...

Fan Lin chuckled, and a dark red ring was put on his left hand abruptly.

It's not something you can control.

On the contrary. Fan Lin said that the magic he practiced recently is aimed at you, do you want to experience it in advance?

Fan Lin's fingers gently stroked the blood-red ring. He knew a lot about the magic of the blood clan.

Very interested, otherwise, I still think this ring should go back to my hand.

Want to do it? Fan Lin said suddenly. With your current body?

If it's for it, it's enough. Trevor said, his hand almost appeared phantom, Fan Lin only noticed a dark red trace across the space and went straight to his left hand.

Sorry, I'm going to disappoint you. Fan Lin snorted coldly, clenched his left hand weakly, and then Trevor's body seemed to have been cast with a powerful immobilization spell.

Trevor's body stopped, veins burst out under his pale skin, and then his body turned bright red, which looked like Ron was angry.

I advised you. Fan Lin smiled, With your current body, it is impossible to resist me, so you have no room to negotiate with me.

Trevor's body couldn't move. Suddenly, a trace of blood flowed from Trevor's eyes. Where is the most vulnerable position, just like human beings, vampire's eyeballs cannot be half protected.

Fan Lin smiled happily.

For this guy who made him suffer, Fan Lin didn't have the slightest sympathy.

Since he chose to break away from the category of human beings, naturally, things like kindness to non-human dark creatures seemed inapplicable. .

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