"Have you heard?" On the way, Colin told the intel of his investigation, "Professor Slughorn has invited the Weird Sisters, the famous Quidditch Athletes, and the vampire tonight, not a vampire like Elaine, but the real one." ”

"You'd better make it clear, why am I not a real vampire anymore?" Elaine said, baring her sharp fangs.

"Uh, I mean ......" Colin looked at Evan for help in the face of Elaine's threat, only to realize that this was not a good topic, and he hesitated to say, "Real vampires are dangerous and scary, well, not like you." ”

"That means you don't bite. Evan said, drawing Elaine's gaze to himself.

"Why don't I bite?" Elaine said "fiercely."

"And who have you bitten?" Evan asked rhetorically.

Elaine couldn't answer, she didn't drink anything but dragon blood, and it was all prepared dragon blood.

She certainly wouldn't bite a dragon, and the horrible legends about vampires had nothing to do with her.

"So, Slughorn is going to invite a real vampire to the party tonight?" Hermione said with a smile, engaging in the conversation about Elaine.

"You're talking about Rufus Scrimgeur, aren't you?" said Luna.

"What?" everyone looked at her in surprise.

"You mean the Minister of Magic?" asked Harry.

"Yes, he's a vampire, a real vampire, the kind that bites. Luna said with certainty, "When Scrimgeour first succeeded Cornelius Fudge, my dad wrote a long article about the Blood Slaves he kept in the Ministry of Magic, but someone in the Ministry wouldn't let him publish it. Obviously, they don't want to leak the truth!"

Seeing Luna's serious appearance, the topic ends here.

The fact that Rufus Scrimgeour is a vampire is ridiculous, but everyone is used to Luna telling her father's strange ideas seriously.

Hermione, the only one who was not used to seeing and liked to be more serious, frowned and did not express an opinion.

By this time, they had approached Slughorn's office, laughter, music, and loud speech increasing with their steps, and it was not known if it was because of the magic, Slughorn's office was much larger than the average teacher's room.

The ceiling and walls are covered with emerald green, crimson and gold draperies, which look like in a large tent.

The room was crowded and stuffy, illuminated red by a golden lamp hanging in the center of the ceiling.

There are real elves flickering in the lights, and each elf is a bright point of light.

In the distance, a loud song sounded like a mandolin, a few talkative old wizards with a mist of pipes on their heads, and house-elves creaked through the jungle of calves, holding heavy silver plates, covering their bodies like roaming little tables.

It's really ...... It's amazing, Evan has to admit that Slughorn really knows how to enjoy.

He has money, knows how to play, and the key is to have taste, which is not common among wizards.

"Ah, Aven, Harry, my children, you're finally here. As soon as the group entered, Slughorn cried out, "Come in, come in, there are so many people for you to see!"

He wears a velvet hat with tassels that matches his smoking shirt well.

Slughorn led them into the crowd without saying a word, he grabbed Harry's arm tightly, as if to take him to apparition, Harry took Luna's hand and dragged her along, then Evan, Hermione, Elaine, Colin, Ginny, Dean, followed in a long line.

The team weaved through the crowd, and Slughorn enthusiastically introduced them.

He invited a lot of wizards from outside the school to come to this party, all of them well-known people in a certain field, even if the current situation is so tense, even if there was a vicious attack on Hogsmeade not long ago, and Slughorn wants to have a Christmas party, no one can stop it, not Dumbledore.

"Kids, this is Elder Wolple, my former student, and a big celebrity in the wizarding world lately!" Slughorn exclaimed, "He's the author of Blood Brothers: I Live as a Vampire, and you all know this book, the best-selling book at the moment. And, of course, his friend Bloodny. ”

Best-selling book author, Evan had been exposed to one before.

Lockhart was much more famous than this Wauple, and his book on vampires became famous mainly because of the vampire attacks on the Quidditch World Cup and Voldemort's return two years ago, which led to a strong interest in vampires, which made the book a bestseller.

To put it simply, Vorpur should be grateful to the Cresis, Elaine, and Slytherin vampire clans.

Slughorn apparently knew about this, and he enthusiastically pulled Elaine to the front, focusing on revealing her identity to Worple.

Elaine was not interested, and casually responded to a few sentences before returning to the back.

She stood beside Evan and Hermione, looking intently at the vampire across from her.

The vampire Bloodnie was tall and thin, with black circles under his eyes, and a tired and sick look.

It's hard to see how terrible he is, and he doesn't have the imposing momentum of Keresis.

However, he was very popular with girls, and a group of girls gathered around him, looking curious and excited.

"Real vampires?" Elaine muttered, skeptical, "doesn't seem to be that good......

On the other hand, Whopur didn't seem to have much interest in Elaine and the others, but was enthusiastic about Harry.

He grabbed Harry's hand and held it eagerly, and walked towards the place where no one was, staring at Harry's face with his short-sighted eyes.

"Harry Potter, Harry Potter, I'm so glad to see you!" he said, "and I told Professor Slughorn that day, where is the Harry Potter biography that we all are waiting for?"

"Uh, what?" said Harry, confused.

"It's as modest as Horace said, but it's really ......," Wauple's attitude changed, and suddenly it seemed to be talking about business, "I would love to write this book, and I have the ability to write this book well." People are eager to know more about you, dear child, if you can give me a few interviews for four or five hours at a time, and then it will be a book in a few months, and it won't cost you anything, I promise. If you don't believe me, you can ask the blood nuns. Isn't it, Bloodny, don't go!"

Wauple's expression suddenly became stern, and his voice rose sharply.

Because Bloodni was rubbing towards Elaine, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna, with a hungry glint in her eyes.

"Here you go, eat a pie, and stay here until I come back. Vorpur said as he took a few quick steps forward, grabbing a piece of pie from a passing tray elf and shoving it into Bloodni's hand, then turned his attention back to Harry.

Xueni looked at the white and tender girls in front of him, and then at the little man Whopur, and honestly lowered his head and ate the pie.