Hogwarts Archmage

"That's what you yell about once a week? We haven't been here long, but I've checked your past."

Ma En asked, looking at the deformed guy with money stuffed in his front.

"Yeah." The girl responded to Ma En's statement with a sweet smile, looking very greasy...

She actually looks pretty good, very plump, and is very suitable for heavy makeup. However, as long as a girl of her age doesn't look weird and dresses up a little, she won't look ugly.

Hmm... This guy is only 19 years old this year, and his birthday is actually younger than Margaery... and younger than Esther.

Esther looked at the guy who nodded in agreement no matter what Ma En said, and finally couldn't hold it back and tugged on his arm: "Marn, don't you feel that she has been perfunctory with you?"

"How is it possible?" The girl came back to her senses: "You have paid the money, so everything you say is right. According to the amount of money this money means to me, I definitely approve of you from the bottom of my heart. Really ,Believe me."

Esther shrugged and sighed: "As you can see, I even doubt that she is thinking about what she will do with the money later...whether it's for sex or to attract fans...but it's obvious that she's not listening to you seriously. "

"No, she really doesn't have this problem..." Hermione glanced casually, picked up a small box and put it aside. Underneath was a stack of books. These books had signs of use, but they were all well preserved.

"Your name is... Max, right? Are you studying in community college?" As she spoke, Hermione turned the front of the book towards the girl: "If Mr. Cornwall knew that the masterpiece he had worked so hard to compile was buried under a condom, he probably wouldn't So happy."

"Hey, it's very expensive!" Perhaps because he was talking about his major, Max took the book back from Hermione's hand, carefully checked it and put it back before saying, "Don't worry, I checked it. This Cornwall is an old pervert, if he knew it was too late to be happy... he might even come to take care of my business."

"..."

Ma En glanced at her speechlessly: "So, you don't have those messy hobbies... Do you want money to study in college?"

Max nodded vigorously: "Yes, I have already thought about it. I will go to community college first. If I have enough money, I will go directly to some pheasant university to continue my studies. After I graduate from college, I can make more money from selling..."

No matter Marne, Esther, or Hermione, they have no habit of persuading others to do good. Everyone has their own ideas, and no one is qualified to interfere with other people's ideas.

But after hearing her plan, Ma En finally couldn't help but complain: "So, your dream is to continue doing this with your academic degree, and then make a lot of money and enjoy life?"

Max was a little confused: "Actually... not necessarily. I have considered being a lover full-time... but I am afraid that I will not be able to find a truly rich one like now..."

"Okay, okay..." Ma En had heard enough of her "lofty ambitions" and turned to say, "Let's get down to business...have you ever succeeded in that ritual of yours?"

Speaking of this, Max said excitedly: "Of course!"

She pulled down her collar, revealing the two small holes on her neck and said, "Look, I attracted a noble vampire. He took some of my blood and said that I will be a vampire until the day I die. Youthful state! I was skeptical at first, but in the past six months or so, my skin has gotten better and better.”

Ma En looked at her. She was still alive. Do those vampires still have this ability?Can living people keep their youth?

Before he could ask, Esther grabbed one of her fingers and took out a few drops of blood to test it.

"Actually, it's not necessary. He is most likely a liar, just trying to get some blood." Ma En said.

Esther shook her head: "That vampire is really not a liar."

"?How to say?"

"This idiot has lost more than half of his blood. What keeps her alive now is some blood poison and black magic... She should have about six months to live, but she will not stay young until she dies..."

To be honest, Max was blinded when she saw Esther using the wand to ooze blood directly through her skin. Unlike most of her peers here, she was not blinded by various drugs.I knew I was probably getting it real.

Just when he was about to stand up and express his apology, he heard Esther say that he would die in half a year... Max, who had taken the money and stood respectfully pretending to be a waiter, sat down on his little bed.

"Oh...she seems to be scared." Esther said.

Hermione rolled her eyes: "Don't scare her Esther, it's just a lack of blood and a little poison..."

Max immediately breathed a sigh of relief and asked tentatively: "In other words... was that a joke just now?"

"Of course not," Hermione looked at her doubtfully and said, "I just said it's not difficult to solve, but I'm not saying it won't kill people. A cold can kill people, let alone black magic?"

"Then...then I should..."

It's not that she trusts people easily, it's that Esther's little trick just now shocked her. Taking out the blood in the air is obviously more in line with the mystery than directly biting the neck with teeth.

And the most important thing is... when the girl who just called Hermione asked the girl named Esther not to scare her, maybe she thought the room was too dark, so she waved her wand and lit up all the lights in the room...

She was familiar with magic wands, and she didn't know which of the tattered books left by her ancestors contained a picture of this thing.

Hermione rummaged through her satchel and took out two potions, one to detoxify and the other to replenish blood.

But instead of giving it directly to Max, she hesitated.

"I saw the bills you hid in the book. Counting what your lovers gave you and the sporadic income you earned from business, you now have a hundred thousand dollars, enough for you to live happily for the past six months. …As for what happens next…”

Hermione raised her eyebrows and glanced at her: "I don't know what the point of your continued survival is."

Max looked at the rational girl in front of him in horror.

"Hermione!" Esther frowned and looked at her in disbelief: "What's the matter with you?"

Hermione shook her head and handed her the two potions in her hand: "Sorry...drink the black one first to detoxify, and then drink the red one."

Watching her pour the potion into her stomach, Hermione took back the test tube: "I think we should go back..."

Marn didn't have the intention to stay any longer. Hermione's sudden changes made him a little overwhelmed. She was not such a purely rational girl.

Hermione remained silent on the way back and kept frowning, not knowing what she was thinking about. Marn thought about it and planned to ask Margaery what she thought when she came over in the morning.