"Have you guys heard?" On the way, Corin told them about his investigation. "Professor Slughorn invited the Weird Sisters, a famous Quidditch athlete, and a vampire. Not a vampire like Elaine, but a real one."
"You'd better be clear. Why am I not a real vampire?" Elaine said, showing her sharp canine teeth.
"Well, I mean …" Faced with Elaine's threat, Corin looked at Elwyn for help. Then he realized that this was not a good topic. He hesitated and said, "A real vampire is very dangerous and scary. Well, not like you."
"That means you don't bite people," Elwyn said, drawing Elaine's eyes to him.
"Why don't I bite people?" Elaine said "fiercely."
"Then who did you bite?" Elwyn asked.
Elaine couldn't answer. She didn't drink anything except dragon blood, and it was all prepared dragon blood.
She certainly wouldn't bite a dragon. The terrible legends about vampires had nothing to do with her.
"So, Professor Slughorn is going to invite a real vampire to the party tonight?" Hermione said with a smile, joining in on the conversation with Elaine.
"Are you talking about Rufus? Scrymgeour? "Luna suddenly interrupted.
"What?" Everyone looked at her in surprise.
"You mean the director of the Ministry of Magic?" Harry asked.
"Yes, he's a vampire, a real vampire, the kind that bites," Luna said with absolute certainty. "Scrimgeour has just taken over from Connelly. "Scrymgeour just took over from Connelly Foggy, and my father wrote a long article about his blood slaves in the Ministry of Magic, but someone in the ministry didn't let him publish it. Obviously, they don't want to leak the truth! "
Seeing the serious look on Luna's face, this topic ended.
Rufus? The idea that Scrimgeour was a vampire was ridiculous, but everyone was used to Luna taking her father's whims seriously.
Hermione, the only one who couldn't stand it and liked to argue, frowned and didn't say anything.
By now they were nearing Slughorn's office, and the sound of laughter and music and loud voices grew louder as they walked. Whether by nature or by magic, Slughorn's office was much larger than the average teacher's room.
Draperies of emerald, crimson, and gold hung from the ceiling and walls, giving the impression of being in a large tent.
The room was crowded and stuffy, illuminated by a golden lantern hanging in the middle of the ceiling.
There were real fairies twinkling in the lamp, and each fairy was a bright spot of light.
From a distant corner came a loud song, which sounded like mandolin bells. Several old wizards were talking excitedly, and their heads were shrouded in smoke from their pipes. Some house-fairies were squeaking through the thicket, carrying heavy silver trays that covered their bodies, making them look like wandering little tables.
It was really … wonderful here. Elwyn had to admit that Slughorn really knew how to enjoy himself.
He had money, knew how to play, and most importantly, he had taste, which was rare among wizards.
"Ah, Elwyn, Harry, my children, you're finally here." As soon as they entered the door, Slughorn shouted loudly, "Come in, come in, there are so many people for you to meet!"
He wore a tasselled velvet hat that matched his smoking-shirt.
Slughorn led them into the crowd, holding Harry's arm tightly as if he wanted to teleport him. Harry took Luna's hand and dragged her along, followed by Elwyn, Hermione, Elaine, Corin, Ginny, and Dean. The line was very long.
As the team shuttled through the crowd, Slughorn enthusiastically introduced them to each other.
He had invited a lot of wizards from outside the school to attend this party, all of whom were well-known figures in their fields. Even though the current situation was so tense, and even though there had been a vicious attack in Hogsmeade not long ago, no one could stop Slughorn from having a Christmas party, not even Dumbledore.
"Children, this is Elder Pople, my former student. Wopple, my former student, has recently become a famous person in the magic world! " Slughorn said loudly. "He's the author of 'Blood Brothers: My Life Among Vampires'. You all know this book, right? It's currently the best-selling book. Of course, there's also his friend, Blood Ni. "
A best-selling author, Elwyn had met one before.
Lockhart was much more famous than Pople back then. His book about vampires became famous mainly because of the vampire attack on the Quidditch World Cup two years ago and the return of Lord Voldemort. Everyone had a strong interest in vampires, and this book became a best-seller.
To put it simply, Pople should thank Keresis, Elaine, and the Slytherin vampire clan.
Slughorn obviously knew about this. He enthusiastically pulled Elaine to the front and introduced her to Pople.
Elaine wasn't interested, so she casually said a few words and returned to the back.
She stood next to Elwyn and Hermione, looking intently at the vampire across from her.
Blood Ni was tall and thin, with dark circles under his eyes, and a tired, sickly look.
It was hard to tell how scary he was, and he didn't have the aura that Keresis had.
However, he was very popular with the girls. A group of them gathered around him, looking curious and excited.
"A real vampire?" Elaine whispered, a look of suspicion on her face. "He doesn't seem like much …"
On the other side, Pople didn't seem interested in Elaine or the others, but he was very enthusiastic about Harry.
He grabbed Harry's hand and shook it eagerly. He walked to a place where there was no one, staring up at Harry's face with his nearsighted eyes.
"Harry? Potter, Harry? Potter, I'm so happy to see you! "he said. "I was just telling Professor Slughorn the other day that we should all wait and see for Harry? Where's the Life of Potter? "
"Uh, what?" Harry said, puzzled.
"You are indeed as humble as Horace said, but to be honest …" Wopple's attitude changed, and he suddenly seemed to be talking about business. "I am very willing to write this book, and I also have the ability to write this book well. People are eager to know more about you, dear child, eager! If you can accept a few interviews from me, four or five hours each, then the book can be written in a few months. It won't cost you anything, I promise. If you don't believe me, you can ask Blood Ni. Isn't that right, Blood Ni? Don't go! "
Pople's expression suddenly became stern, and his voice rose sharply.
Because Blood Ni was moving towards Elaine, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna, with a hungry light in her eyes.
"Here, eat a piece of pie. Before I come back, stay here and don't move." As Pople spoke, he quickly took a few steps forward, grabbed a piece of pie from a passing elf on a tray, and stuffed it into Blood Ni's hand. He then turned his attention back to Harry.
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