"And you," Bakill put his hand on Alice and Rosalie's cold, delicate thighs, "and you might consider taking Carlisle and them to the academy as well." ”

He smacked Leso, "Are you all right?" ”

Lesso shrunk her neck and taught the wicked people in the fairy tale world, who was usually like a queen, and now her voice was the size of a mosquito, "No." ”

Bagir leaned back and rested his head on Rosalie's shoulder, "You can also use this space to exchange things that are unique to your world. ”

"But... Before we can do that, we need to achieve a second purpose. ”

He looked at Rosalie's beautiful face, her bright and golden eyes turned obsidian black at the moment, "You have to endure it hard." The blood of wizards and fairy tale magicians is too tempting for you. ”

"I've scheduled to meet here today to settle it."

"Completely solve the defect that you can only suck blood."

Speaking of this, Bagir suddenly felt a little reluctant.

He's a bit of a cleanliness fetish.

A vampire who doesn't eat and excrete has one more passage for him than ordinary people.

For him, this is not a defect, but a strength.

Rosalie was so excited that she clasped Bagil's hand to her chest, "This... Is this true? ”

If it weren't for Narcissa and Leso's presence, she would have repaid by holding Bagir under her.

Feeling the icy softness, Bagir nodded, "I've prepared Narcissa to develop a potion specifically for your physique. ”

It's all thanks to Alice's surprisingly high opinion of him.

It easily reaches the golden color after contact.

After borrowing the card of the new knight Alice and turning into a vampire, he got the vampire's data more intuitively.

Fairy tale magic 'make a wish', unless it is supported by infinite emotional magic, or it still has to focus on reality.

Otherwise, it would be as plausible as the [Purple Gas] summoned by his historical magic before.

If Bagill wasn't good at potions and didn't have the data on vampires in the Twilight world, the recipe for this potion wouldn't have been deduced from the 'Make a Wish'.

But what surprised Baguir the most was Rosalie's Knight Card.

The vampires born in the twilight world of Mary Sue have an unchanging nature, and if they really like someone, they will always end up forever.

That's why vampires are very strict about choosing a mate. Sometimes liking and having a relationship doesn't mean being a partner.

And Rosalie's decision to identify him so quickly made Bagir a little strange.

Fortunately, you can draw conclusions based on your own things by 'making a wish'.

Only then did Bagir learn that the entry "You are the master of your mind or the mind of others" in "Dark Lord - Broken Souls" is not as simple as a 50% increase in the Imperius Curse.

The charm that comes from the heart after mastering the self completely transcends hue.

The Slytherin Locket was no simple Horcrux, it was the last Horcrux Voldemort made before he reached the Grand Wizard.

If it is described in a fantasy way, it is the instrument of Voldemort's enlightenment to the realm of the Great Wizard.

Relying on the Horcrux as a rein, he boldly split souls multiple times, performing the most dangerous human transformations.

In the process of death again and again, his broken self was tempered, and finally the perfect demon king was born.

As a result, the perfect demon king who had not yet broken the rules began to wreak havoc, and there was almost no resistance in the land of England.

This is the real reason why Voldemort was bald and noseless, but still attractive.

It is like a black sun, attracting everyone to approach and fear.

The cowardly takes the initiative to twist himself for the sake of peace of mind.

The flawed mind approaches in order to pursue perfection.

Those who are dark in their hearts are even more fascinated by the pure evil heart.

But when the Demon King himself began to fear fate, the broken and perfect soul broke again uncontrollably.

The demon king who has returned again has become a monster that creates panic and pursues immortality.

Relying on the influence and strength of the old days to rule the Emperor.

The Death Eaters followed only the shadow of the Perfect Demon King.

In other words, there is no longer the Dark Lord who once roamed the world and advanced to the United Kingdom to dominate.

He actually died on that cold night on October 31, 1981.

However, with the echo of the Dark Lord Broken Soul, Bagir reproduced the charm that transcended hue and became a part of him.

Not to mention, he also has the kingly bearing of King Arthur who made the Knights of the Round Table fall over, and the demonic charm of young Voldemort that fascinates even the female ghosts of thousands of years.

Therefore, Rosalie thinks of him as such, and it is not surprising that the favorability has reached gold.

Like now, even though Rosalie couldn't wait, she only asked after Baguir came to her senses, "How do we get to your world?" That is, Narcissa's there. ”

Narcissa frowned, "Hale, I don't think our relationship is good enough to call her name?" ”

Rosalie said angrily, "We don't know your full name, and you didn't introduce yourself among us." ”

Narcissa's earlobes were red, "You can call me a horse - I mean Blake." ”

Bagill smacked his mouth, he was tempted to say that he preferred to address Lady Narcissa Malfoy, it would be more sensitive. But in order not to spoil the image, he swallowed the words anyway.

He could only begin to say something serious, "It's easy to go to Narcissa. All you have to do is keep in touch with her until she puts her hand on the marker and meditates on her return, and you can go together. ”

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Hearing this, Alice, Rosalie, and Leso put their hands on Narcissa's body.

Then he stepped forward, put his head on Narcissa's shoulder, and whispered, "Let's get started." ”

A silvery glow spread from the marker, enveloping the five.

In the modest mansion of Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire, England, a beige sofa suddenly appeared on the mist-shrouded hall and the bright marble floor, with five figures in tow.

Bagir got up, and Narcissa and Leso, who were sitting on his lap, had to stand up in the same way.

The whirring wind rose to the ground, and in an instant, Alice had circled the entire mansion and returned to the same place.

She stood beside the sofa, still looking around, her slender figure swaying lightly, very elegant.

As if she had discovered a new continent, she pointed to the portrait on the wall.

"And voila! Rosalie, they will move! ”

Rosalie also got up and looked at the cauldron simmering on the dark blue fire, the lilac liquid inside that fascinated her, "Is that the potion?" ”

Bagill shook his head, "It's just the base. The powder of the horned animal and the moonstone is boiled with the venom of the leopard. ”

"The powder of the moonstone adsorbs toxins, so that the exuberant vitality in the horn of the horned animal, which allows people to go without sleep for several days and still be energetic, can be combined with the substances that can be automatically derived from the venom of the cyst leopard."

"The more complicated steps that followed, Narcissa couldn't do."

"It's not that she can't, but me... No wizard can do it. ”

Baguill walked over to the cauldron, inserted his wand into the liquid, and began to circle clockwise.

An invisible magnetic field envelops the boiling liquid.

In an instant, everything began to reassemble.

The purple fades to a misty creamy color.

The large eye and a dead branch in the two glass jars in the front left fly out of the glass spontaneously.

"The aqueous humor of the troll's eyes, the bark of the branches of the Protector Tree, which has been exposed to the sun for at least seven hundred and forty-nine days."

Amber aqueous humor precipitates from the brown eyeballs.

The bark on the dead branches automatically falls off into strips and then turns into powder.

Aqueous humor is submerged in it to mix.

The water evaporates out of thin air, turning into a blue, crystal-like powder that is scattered on the surface of the liquid by an invisible force.

.......

I don't know how long it took, but it was already dark.

The limbs, organs, and unnamed plants of a variety of strange animals are processed in mid-air.

Then mix it into the liquid cooking in the crucible.

Bagil's wand never left the surface of the liquid, sometimes clockwise, sometimes counterclockwise, and sometimes irregular movements, leaving mysterious symbols on the surface. Even Narcissa of Potions (Ultimate Wizard Exam) E (Excellent) is a little incomprehensible.

She dared to say that even the most powerful potions master could not replicate what his master was doing now.

But there was one thing she saw.

The brewing of the potion is coming to an end.

Bagill waved his left hand, and two crystal-made potions vials flew out from his right back.

The wand leaves the potion's surface and brings out two boiling balls of clear liquid.

"Alright. Just wait for it to cool down, drink it and add your hair inside. ”

The heat came out of its own accord, and the two clumps of liquid sank into the cork-clad potions vial, as if the bottle didn't exist.

With a flick of his wand, Bagir flew two bottles of potion towards Alice and Rosalie.

The two hurriedly caught it, and couldn't wait to pull out their own hair, as well as the cork.

The moment the hair was put in, the liquid hissed and bubbled: Alice's turned milky white; Rosalie's had a translucent sappher-like texture, but it was also liquid.

The two looked at Bagil.

"Just drink them," said Bajir, "and you will be able to eat human food from now on." ”

"But I suggest—"

Before Bagill could finish speaking, Alice drank it all.

Rosalie shook the vial and poured it into her mouth.

Lesso touched Bagill with her elbow, and she saw something, "You did it on purpose?" Or accidentally? ”

Bagir smirked, "Intentionally careless." ”

Rosalie looked at Bajir in a daze, convinced that Bajir would not harm her.

So she was tasting more potions, and her pupils dilated.

It tasted very strange, like red wine with glass ballast, but after touching her not soft gums and tongue, the glass ballast retracted its sharpness and turned into a gelatinous texture, and the QQ bomb continued to stir up cold liquid in her mouth.

When the liquid touched her body, it seemed to receive an extremely gentle electric shock to the place where it touched.

Teeth, tongue, throat, eyes, nose... The whole head, even her internal organs, began to tingle.

The sensation seemed to spread to her fingers and toes, even to the ends of her hair.

In a trance, her hair seemed to stand on end.

The body lost control in this burst of numbness, but it inexplicably maintained its balance and did not fall.

However, in the eyes of several other people, the bodies of the two ignited with silver flames.

It did no damage to their bodies, but it burned everything but their bodies.

In the blink of an eye, two snow-white, delicate female bodies appeared in the center of the hall.

Narcissa tightened her clothes, and although she wanted to, she didn't want to be in the hall, in front of everyone else.

Lesso was much more simply, she had already taken off her coat.

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If it weren't for Bagir to stop, I'm afraid it would all be gone.

Bagill wiped a cold sweat, he didn't want to lose his purity. After finding a way for the consciousness body to vent his desires, he began to care a lot about the purity of the physical body. NOT JUST BECAUSE HE CONSIDERED THAT IN SOME WORLDS, YUANYANG WEI WAS A VERY PRECIOUS POSITIVE BUFF.

A minute later, the eyes of the two beautiful white marble stone sculptures regained their agility.

The petite one snorted softly, she seemed to be very satisfied with her state, after unloading the burden of hundreds of years of mental bloodthirstiness, she wanted to vent, and stripping her clothes and tearing them was one of them.

The tall, perfect curve that would make any woman jealous of the one who is still immersed in his own world. For her, blood addiction is like an ant biting her heart all the time, and when the ant really leaves, she is a little unaccustomed to it.

Bagir hurriedly waved his hand, and the two of them began to be wrapped in ceremonial robes, and he almost couldn't control himself.

He is completely in control of himself, and he can absorb his desires as shadows, but he doesn't want to be like that.

At first, it was very cool, but now it's a little greasy.

The process of enduring and restraining desires made him feel alive and live a more colorful life.

Alice faded most of it in disgust, revealing her charming collarbones and white shoulders, "I really don't want to drink blood anymore." There is no such desire at all. ”

Rosalie, who came back to her senses, blushed slightly, lowered her head and said, "I'm a little hungry." I have been nostalgic for a long time since I was born in my first life. ”

Bagir flicked his wrist and the table and chair began to move.

A long table returned to the center, and four high-backed chairs slid behind them.

After a force made them sit down, the chairs and the people were brought to the long table.

The tip of the cane danced again, and stacks of delicacies appeared on the table.

It's just that there are many types of food, but the amount of dishes is very small, and there are only enough for a few bites.

"You can taste them all and feel the taste of the food again."

Alice's cheeks bulged and nodded, she had already eaten a meatball.

Rosalie was a little reserved, she couldn't wait to pick up a piece of cherry-shaped foie gras, sipping it lightly on the tip of her tongue, feeling the dense and mellow taste, her eyes narrowed into slits, and she almost wagged her tail.

Bagir smiled, picked up a piece of red stewed beef, and said before eating, "By the way, I haven't diminished the function that you can maintain for a few months just by drinking blood. You have simply lost your blood addiction and can choose to use human food instead of blood-sucking. ”

"The rust and fishiness of the blood still taste delicious to you when you smell and taste."

"After all, it's not a superpower."

"You're using your blood too much, it's too energy-efficient."

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