HP: The Blood Prince of Hogwarts

Silence spread among the three of them until Odysseus could no longer bear this atmosphere and broke it:

"Don't worry, it's just a magic wand. You don't need that kind of thing at all, okay? At worst, I remember Thatcher should still have a magic wand that my father used to have. It's much more precious than something made of wood like this. Anyway, you are the only one in the entire vampire clan who can use it."

Olga gave him a strange look and said, "Why do you think so? I just feel troubled. Without a wand, I will attract more attention. I hate the feeling of being stared at like a monkey."

"How can my little princess be a monkey? Believe me, they will only look at you with admiration."

Odysseus breathed a sigh of relief: "Go back and take the staff with you. If I remember correctly, it's quite exquisite, just right for you."

Olga nodded pretending to be indifferent. If it looks good...it's not a bad idea.

"Then why don't we go shopping in the robe shop? My sister must look beautiful in wizard robes."

Odysseus handed the bag to Zero.

"You two can go in, I'll go buy you some other things, okay?"

Olga had no objection. She said that the work should have been divided long ago. There were too many people here and it was too noisy.

After the two entered the store, a short and fat witch greeted them with a smile.

"Are you going to buy a Hogwarts uniform, dear? Oh... this lady is so beautiful. Where did you buy this? It suits you so well. It makes you look like a pretty doll. The person who matched your clothes must be a genius."

Perhaps Madam Malkin was too enthusiastic and attracted the boy who was trying on clothes.

He looked a little pale, and his platinum hair was very conspicuous.

The boy noticed the girl who looked a little helpless. The sunlight shining on her black hair made her look like an elf bathed in light. However, the elf was full of anxiety as it had just arrived in the human world. He wanted to do something to help her and unconsciously said, "Um...you..."

Hearing his own voice, he suddenly woke up: "Uh... I mean, are you a pureblood?"

After saying this, she felt a little annoyed. What a stupid question he was asking. What if she wasn't? Wouldn't she be embarrassed?

Oh, if not, then, then how can Malfoy be friends with non-pure-bloods?

Draco was briefly confused.

Olga didn't know how to face the enthusiastic Madam Malkin, and Zero was trapped by the measuring tape and had no time to take care of this side. Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Draco with a little gratitude and said, "Yes, I am."

It couldn't be purer, if the daughter of Lilith and Lucifer was not considered pure-blood.

"That's great!" Draco shouted excitedly, "Whose family are you from? Um... I mean, I know the Zabinis and the Parkinsons very well. If you want, we can play together later."

While Olga was hesitating on how to answer the boy, a voice suddenly came from the door: "Draco, are you ready? We should go."

The boy suddenly lost his temper and replied dejectedly: "I am coming, Dad."

As he walked out the door, he said to Olga, "Then I'll see you when school starts."

Olga nodded: "See you at the beginning of school."

This was a polite response, and it definitely wasn't because she thought the person was good-looking.

After Draco followed the man with the same hair color as him away, he suddenly remembered him!

just!

forget!

Ask the girl's name!

This is simply not something that someone as smart as him would do!

Why not let Dad check whose little daughter that is? She must not be from Britain, as he has never seen her before. Could it be a pure-blood family from Germany?

After Zero and Olga bought the robes, Odysseus just happened to come back. After the three of them made sure that they had bought everything, they went back together.

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When the first day of school came, Emala reminded Olga again and again with concern.

Don't be too tired, don't be too anxious, focus on yourself in everything, be happy, and don't worry about the affairs of the vampires. Their eldest brother is not kept as a decoration.

She had always disagreed with letting her sister get involved in the management of the clan too early, as Olga was still a child.

But except for Odysseus, the other brothers and sisters insisted that their sister's talent should not be wasted. The whereabouts of Lilith and Lucifer were unknown, and the archangel Michael in the divine world was also missing. After so many years of rest, it was unknown when the two sides would go to war again. Of course, they all hoped that their sister could grow up happily, but they hoped that their sister could quickly acquire the ability to protect herself.

Emala sighed and gently touched Olga's head: "I won't interfere with your decision. I believe you have your own considerations. But promise me that you must ensure your own safety, okay?"

Olga rubbed Amara's hand like a kitten: "Don't worry, Amara, I'm very strong, they can't beat me."

She loved her eldest sister the most, and only in front of Amara would Olga depend on her like a child.

"And there's Zero too. I'm not alone."

Emala tapped Olga's nose and said, "I know you are capable, but I'm afraid you will be too reckless and hurt yourself."

He turned to Ling and said, "Zero is more reassuring. Zero, help me keep an eye on her and don't let her do anything reckless."

"Don't worry, my lord. It is my duty to protect His Highness."

After saying goodbye to his brothers and sisters, Odysseus brought his two children to King's Cross Station in London.

"Remember, you have to go through the wall between Platforms 9 and 10 to get to Platform 9 and 3/4. I won't take you in. There are too many people there. The smell makes me want to vomit."

Odysseus frowned in disgust.

"Even though Zero is here, I'm still worried that you will drink Zero's blood obediently, so I have already communicated this matter with your principal. You will know when you arrive at school."

After saying this, he disappeared without waiting for Olga's reaction. He was definitely not afraid that his sister would be angry if she knew that they acted on their own initiative.

Poor Zero, you have to bear the wrath of your Highness alone.

Zero looked at Olga cautiously and said, "Your Highness, let's... go in."

Olga turned her head and looked at Ling: "You also know about this?"

Ling swallowed and spoke more softly, "I heard Lord Helmo mention this before, but I'm not sure about the details."

Olga narrowed her eyes and looked at him for a while, then walked forward without looking back.

Zero hurriedly followed, and Olga didn't say anything until they found an empty carriage and sat down.

Ling knew that she was angry at the adults for arranging things for her without her permission, and she was also angry at himself for not telling her in advance.

Ling, who was not good at talking, didn't know how to make His Highness happy. Just when he was at a loss, a voice came from the door of the carriage: "Excuse me, can I sit here? The other carriages are full."

The two turned around and found that it was Harry, whom they hadn't seen for a long time.

Harry was obviously happy to see them, "Hi! Zero, Olga, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Harry." Seeing that Olga did not object, Zero said to Harry, "Come in quickly, don't block the door."

Harry had a lot of stuff, so Zero helped him put it away and then sat down next to Olga.

At this time, the sound of the carriage door opening was heard again, "Is anyone here?"

A red-haired boy with freckles on his face pointed to the empty seat next to Harry and asked, "I really can't find an empty carriage."

Harry looked at Olga inquiringly, he had a vague feeling that this girl was the one who could make the decision.

Olga said indifferently: "It's up to you to decide."

As long as Ling sits next to her and helps her block out the unpleasant smell, it's fine. Fortunately, wizards' blood is not as smelly as human blood. Well... it's probably about the difference between the smell of feces and vomit.

"Merlin, are you a Veela?" The red-haired boy exclaimed in surprise after seeing Olga's face, "No, no, Veelas don't have black hair. Uh, I mean you're really pretty."

Olga was a little annoyed by the boy's sudden surprise, but considering that he had good taste, she reluctantly didn't bother with him.

"What are Veela?" Harry asked curiously.

"Oh, that's a very beautiful creature, usually in the form of a beautiful girl, with iconic light blonde or light silver hair." The boy said as he walked in, "Hello, I'm Ron Weasley."

"Hello, I'm Harry Potter and these are Zero and Olga."

"Harry Potter?! Merlin's lace stockings, you are actually the famous Harry Potter! Fred and George must be so jealous of me! And Ginny! She is your biggest fan!"

Ron was so excited that he was almost incoherent, but the three people present were all confused.

"Harry...are you so famous?" Zero looked at Olga in shock, asking her about her situation.

But apparently Dumbledore didn't mention anything about why the Savior was so famous.

Harry was extremely embarrassed: "Don't get excited, sit down first, uh, do you know me?"

Ron sat down and moved closer to Harry: "Of course! I grew up reading your stories! The scar on your forehead, the one whose name is unspeakable died under that scar! The Boy-Who-Lived, you are our hero!"

Harry felt a little embarrassed. He had heard Hagrid say this, but he had not expected that he would be so famous. The feeling was a little subtle.

"But I don't remember it anymore," said Harry.

"You don't remember anything at all?"

"Uh... I just remember a lot of green lights and nothing else."

"Then don't think about it." Ling suddenly said at this time, "I don't remember my childhood either. That's all in the past. What's more important is the present and the future."

Harry felt much better, turned to Ron and asked, "Are all your family wizards?"

Ron began to introduce his family. Olga felt a little bored by the lengthy family history, and she didn't know if any of these pure-blood families could help her study magic circles.

Thinking of this, she leaned on Ling's shoulder and said, "I'll sleep for a while. Call me when we get there."

Zero knew that Olga was no longer angry, and said with a smile: "Okay."

Harry looked at them enviously and sighed in a low voice, "You two have such a great relationship."

Zero smiled but said nothing, continuing to listen to Ron introduce some things about the wizarding world.

When Olga woke up, she saw a little girl with thick brown hair in the carriage.

At this moment, she was talking about the reference books she had read. When she saw Olga open her eyes, she was obviously stunned for a moment: "Did I wake you up?"

Olga shook her head and stood up, saying, "I just had enough sleep, go on."

The girl blushed a little: "I...I'm done. You'd better change your clothes quickly. We'll probably be there soon."

After saying this, he hurriedly left the car without waiting for anyone else's response.

"Huh...it's finally over. But please don't put me and her in the same college." Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

"Which house do you want to go to?" Harry asked.

"My family are all Gryffindors, so I should be one too. As long as I don't go to Slytherin, anything else is fine. Slytherin is full of dark wizards." Ron said firmly.

"Is that the academy where the mysterious man stayed?"

"That's right. Most of the You-Know-Who's followers at the time were from Slytherin. I would rather drop out of school if I was sorted there!"

"If it's as you said, why does the school still want to keep this college?" Olga couldn't stand it anymore. It turned out that wizards also discriminated against each other in the academy?

"That... I don't know either. Maybe it's because the school was established by four founders?" Ron said uncertainly.

"Since it still exists, it must not be as bad as you say. I think this may be your prejudice." Olga said a few more words.

Ron was about to say something when the compartment door was pushed open again.

Three boys came in, and the one leading them was the platinum-headed man that Olga met in Madam Malkin's shop.

He was staring at Harry with great interest, but when he saw Olga he paused, his pale cheeks slightly flushed.

"It's you!" As if realizing that his reaction had somewhat lost his noble demeanor, he calmed down and spoke again, "I forgot to introduce myself last time. I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

"Pfft." Ron laughed.

Draco looked at him angrily, "Why? Is my name funny? Oh, look at you, red hair, freckles all over your face, old robes, you must be a Weasley, my dad told me that the Weasley family has too many children to support."

After he finished speaking, his two followers burst into laughter.

Olga glanced at the two fat guys who looked like bodyguards. Wow, they were so ugly.

He looked back at Draco, and his eyes were purified.

Draco turned to Harry and said, "Then you must be Harry Potter. Believe me, you will soon find that some wizard families are much better than others. I can help you with this, of course, including the lady opposite you."

He selectively ignored Zero. He had seen him with that beautiful girl last time and he didn't know what their relationship was, but he was definitely not jealous.

He held out his hand to Harry, but Harry replied coldly: "I think I can tell who is worth being friends with myself, thank you."

Draco lost face in front of Olga and was very angry. He said viciously: "You will regret it, Pott."

He changed his expression again and leaned slightly towards Olga and said, "Then I'll see you later, Miss."

After saying that, he turned around and stormed away.

Ron imitated Malfoy and said sarcastically, "See you later, miss. I almost want to vomit. He looked like a peacock just now."

Olga almost couldn't hold back her laughter when she heard this. Are all these wizard kids so childish?

For some reason, Zero just disliked Malfoy and hoped that they would not be assigned to the same house.