"Little white face?!And little sister?are you kissing?I'm going, little sister, you've betrayed Draco and got along with a Hufflepuff little white face, no wonder I barely saw you in this time, I'm going to tell Draco to go"

Hearing this compliment from the visitor, Linnaeus's gaze suddenly became much colder, but the person standing behind the trunk of the tree had always been an existence that could be ignored in his eyes, and there was no need to spend energy competing with him for a while. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info fire?Ran?text?? w?w?w?．?ran?wen`

He calmly asked, "Do you have anything to do with me and VIO?"

I don't know if I was angered by his reaction or his words, the man walked over without saying a word and planned to drag Vio away, how could Linnaeus let people take Vio away in front of his eyes.

"That's enough, Xiao Rom. She's already my girlfriend. Linnaeus suppressed his anger, stood in front of Xiao Luo, and patiently persuaded her, "Let go of her, you, or Malfoy, have no chance." I wouldn't give her up to anyone, she's the best for me."

"Ingredients?" a Qing Lingling's voice gently picked up his words and sounded from behind him. The voice sounded calm and unwarm.

Linnaeus was finally stunned. He was familiar with the sound, but he also felt it unfamiliar. He suddenly had a strange feeling, as if his heart was a little weak to support it, even though he had not felt the sound of his own heartbeat since he was a child.

"Are you awake?" Linnaeus deliberately ignored Vio's words, but looked straight into Vio's eyes, although the gentle expression on his face did not change much, but the color of his eyes gradually changed into a strange blue-purple, under the thin lips, the two fangs slightly showed a little silver tip, mixed on his face, forming a strange beauty.

Vio looked at him earnestly, not avoiding his gaze.

"At this time, is it still necessary to hypnotize me?"

She brushed away Linnaeus and would clasp her hand. Then he walked to the side of the black lake, squatted down, put his hands in the water and washed them carefully over and over again.

Linnaeus finally realized that his hypnosis had lost its effectiveness. But what did he go wrong? He asked himself to himself, as a descendant of a Divine Vampire, he was one of the few pure-blooded people.

In addition to being as fast, reflexive, and resilient as ordinary vampires in the Muggle world who don't do magic, they also have an ability that is far superior to all wizards, and that is the innate ability to hypnosis.

This hypnotic ability is reflected in their eyes.

It was a kind of hidden mystery.

In ordinary moments, they hide under ordinary appearances, waiting for an opportunity to move, transform into a demonic magic pupil, and then hypnotize the person they want to hypnotize.

Depending on the strength of the magic, the number of people who can be hypnotized at one time also varies, and the length of time the hypnotized person remains hypnotized and the chance of suppressing mental resistance is also different.

But what does it matter, his bloodline is a purebred among the sacred vampires, and such a fine and excellent bloodline has also created a legacy of him who is completely possessed of the profound magical abilities of the blood clan. He knew from a very young age that he could hypnotize a city at once.

Ah, it seems that in the long course of time, he had also heard of an ancestor who also had this ability.

It was an ancient city called Pompeii.

The High Priest, who prayed to the heavens, learned that the wrath of God was about to descend on the earth, that everything would be swallowed up by magma and that the earth would tremble.

When the night came, people were about to leave together, but they were hypnotized by a playful ancestor.

Then a whole city fell into a slumber, rats and dogs lay defenselessly in the streets, passers-by stood in meditation, and all the tall houses could not make a sound in the evening breeze even the wind that swept across the corners.

At first, the ancestor found it very interesting and even planned to try it again in other places.

But he wandered around the city that was almost dead, and saw a house on the corner of the street, and in the open window, a young girl was standing there, slim, and the most vivid and brilliant light in her eyes was frozen for a moment.

The ancestor was curious about what she had seen that would make him smile with such pure sunshine.

So he tried to retract the magic that had hypnotized the city.

But he didn't succeed.

When Linnaeus heard the story later, the storyteller stopped and asked, "Do you know why he failed?"

Was he seven or eight years old? Or was he younger? Oh, I don't remember much, because it happened about fifty or sixty years ago.

He's a vampire. Youth cannot last forever, but it can stay for a short time.

"He's not strong enough to control his magic. Linnaeus remembers replying to herself.

But the man shook his head, a look of disapproval. He told himself: "He was just too confident, and he never thought about leaving room for one thing, whether it was for others or for himself." ”

Watching Vio rub his fingers tightly in the palm of his hand at the water's edge, he suddenly understood, and it turned out that as the man said, he did not leave a way out for others or himself.

Vio approached from the water's edge, his dark and bright eyes showing no hesitation in his disgust and hatred.

She was qualified to do so, Linnaeus thought silently, biting down all the words he wanted to explain, and swallowing them with blood.

"Did you leave the school and turn yourself in to the Ministry of Magic, or did I send you there?" asked Vio quietly.

Linnaeus smiled gently, the tips of the white man's teeth exposed, adding a touch of weirdness to his original calm.

"I don't want to go, I don't want to. "You let me go.

"My presence here is doomed to be wrong. But I don't regret it at all. Linnaeus concluded, and then turned to Xiao Rom, who was standing beside Vio and staring at him nonchalantly, the boy with his hands on his hips and his Slytherin robe open in a very pleasant way.

"It's just, vio, are you sure you can trust him?"

Vio looked at Linnaeus with a complicated expression, in fact, if it was just a divine vampire, Linnaeus would not have to be forced away by her, because ordinary divine vampires do not directly suck the blood of **.

But Linnaeus.

His bared fangs meant that he was a mutated Divine vampire.

Whether he needed to suck blood directly or not, he did it anyway. The only vague memories and perceptions he had told Vio that during the time he spent with him, he would bite her neck almost every other week and suck blood in pain.

Vio felt disgusted when he thought about it.

She didn't look away, ignoring Linnaeus.

At this time, Xiao Rom interjected with a grin: "I see, you haven't heard the word "water is hard to recover." Our country's culture is the most extensive and profound, you can go and see it when you have the chance."

"You've heard it, but you're not," Linnaeus sneered.

But before he finished speaking, he was snatched by Xiao Luo and said: "I'm sorry, I haven't poured out the basin of water yet, but now I look at you like this, I feel deeply touched, I won't pour it." ”

With that, he grinned happily, revealing his white teeth. (To be continued.) )