The Blood Hourglass

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"Not the best place for you." What does this mean?

I lay on the bed, thinking carefully, but I didn't think of anything over and over again, and finally fell asleep in the warm sunshine, and my body gradually recovered during this rest.

When night fell, Sinmo and the others came knocking on my door and woke me up.

"Short" I yawned and sat up from the bed.

"Not awake yet?" The **** sat down on the wooden chair next to my bed, holding a document in his hand with the words Bright Academy written on the glossy cover.

"What's that?" I stared at the file closely.

"It's a school enrollment booklet? Why? Are you interested?" The **** said and handed it up. When I reached for it, he pulled it back and laughed, "But I can't give it to you."

"Humph!" I snorted coldly and jumped out of bed, "Guangming Academy, I know better than you."

"What? You know?" He grabbed me in surprise.

"Not bad." Looking at his longing gaze, I sneered. "But I can't tell you that."

"You..." He was very angry, but at the end he turned his face and handed the book up with a thief smile, "Then I will show it to you. How about you tell me?"

"No, I don't want to watch it now." As I said, I walked towards Sinmo, "How is that McGonagall? What's there to find?"

"Not yet. After he came in, he just attended class and never went out." Sinmo thought, what is the origin of the other party, "And for his past, we can't start."

"Jing, why do you suspect Teacher McGonagall, he has always been very good to us!" Wijah has always wondered how could that kind teacher McGonagall be a traitor who killed so many people.

"Okay? Where?" I turned my head and looked at her coldly.

"Every time you are scolded by that old woman, he accompanies you and gets scolded together. If you make any mistakes, he also helps you and takes care of you. How could he betray the school and kill so many people? Yeah!" Huya is a very emotional person, but she is not suitable for being a noble.

"Then why did you say he lied?" Not only did I not avoid it this time, but directly met her gaze. I won't let this matter go. The butcher back then, I already gave him a sword. But that traitor didn't get any punishment. This seems unfair!

"Lie? When did he lie?" Wija couldn't remember what McGonagall said that was wrong!

"He didn't say anything when he met you?"

"He said he lost his way after escaping from the school, and finally came here, wanting to find another job, so his friend introduced him to the Western Art School. Is there any problem with this?" Sam repeated What McGonagall said at the time.

"You don't think you are lying?" I came to the table, poured myself a glass of water, and took a sip.

"Where is the problem?" Wija insisted on standing on his side, and I put down the cup. "He said he escaped from school, right?"

"Yes, everyone was there at the time and they all heard it, Lord Jero, didn't they?" Wija wanted to pull someone to stand on his side. Jero looked at her, then at me, and nodded. "Via was right, we all heard him say that at the time."

"Escape from school? Did he really escape from school?"

"What do you mean by this?" Sam's instinct told him that McGonagall would suddenly appear in front of them intact. It was definitely not a miracle, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Did you see him when the night catcher slaughtered the night school?" I didn't pay much attention to this at first, but when he suddenly appeared next to the old castle, he said that he was going to work at the Western Art School, and that of Lake After this reminder, I thought about it carefully. In the dream of prophecy, I did not see him, but it was impossible to miss any of them in the way of Isler.

"This..." Sam thought for a while, looked at everyone around him, and saw everyone shook their heads, "It doesn't seem to be. But it's messy there, and we are also very nervous, and may not have noticed."

"But I noticed. He never appeared in that massacre." I said for sure.

"You are not here, how can you be so sure?" Vija disbelief.

"This is my own ability, but I can't go wrong. The massacre started from the night catcher attacking the gate of the night school, and finally I returned to school. I could see everything very clearly. This McGonagall should I’ve never been in night school for a long time.” Maybe for ordinary humans, maybe they wouldn’t believe it, but for nobles like them, it’s not like that. Everyone knows that every noble has its own talent for darkness, so they will naturally My ability comes down to that. Although it is not, I don't want to explain, as long as they believe it.

"Even so, he can't be said to be a betrayer!" Huya argued hard.

"Don't worry, this is the first point I said. In what he said, there is more than one lie." I glanced at her coldly.

"I came here when I walked around. To be precise, I came to my home, Dracula’s Castle. Do you think it’s possible? A penniless person can come here so quickly if I walk around. I’m I came by train, but I met him within a few days. Do you think this is logical?"

"This..." Xiaoya was taken aback.

"The third point, he said that a friend introduced him to a Western Art School, but this Western Art School doesn’t even know Lake, who has lived in Mili for nearly a hundred years. How did his friends know about it." Looking around their eyes, I Continue, "The last point, he is absolutely extraordinary, because when he saw the third generation of Lake, there was no surprise or fear at all. This seems to be abnormal!"

"I think this is normal! After all, he has long known the existence of nobles." Jero said suddenly.

"But have you seen the third generation of vampires? You know how long their blood teeth are for such ancient nobles, especially when the other party deliberately exposed their blood teeth to a scary length, he was not surprised at all. You can watch me play chess with Lake happily, hum!" I sneered, "Such a human being, if it weren’t for the heavens...the gods of the world were fake, they knew the existence of the third generation and its characteristics, or rather, He knows the existence of Lake and me in the castle."

"Then, he really has a problem." Sam is completely so sure now.

"But what kind of existence is behind him, I don't know."

"That's why I want to keep him." Sinmo, who had not spoken, suddenly smiled.

"you......"

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