In the elevator, the vampire fell on his side, rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth.

Hoffa, who found nothing, stood up. Now, he knew the conspiracy of the vampire city and even knew the specific time of the sacrifice, but he didn't know the specific location, which gave him a huge headache.

He needed to determine the location to find the nun, and it was best to find it before the sacrifice, but this guy fainted and found another vampire to interrogate, but he was afraid that there was not enough time.

What should we do?

He slapped the vampire hard on the face, but it didn't respond. It was no different from hitting a corpse.

Ryan quickly grabbed Hoffa and persuaded him: "Don't be so rough."

"I think it's faking it."

Hoffa said, "It's just a veritaserum, not a drug."

After saying that, he raised his feet without believing it.

Ryan was anxious, "I know the formula of veritaserum better than you, Sri Lankan vulture bile, Burlocks grass, half-eared grass buds, Icelandic Eulis stalactites, ferret heart tendon, water, etc., etc., what's inside

Except for clean water, there is no ingredient that is not poisonous."

Hoffa slowly took his feet back and asked, "What are you so worried about?"

"You are a Ravenclaw, not a Slytherin. Don't be so cruel." Ryan continued: "We have to go back. The elevator has been stopped for so long. If we don't leave, someone will find out something is wrong."

Hoffa did not refuse Ryan's proposal, and they threw the paralyzed vampire back into the dining car. The gears of the elevator that had been jammed by the transfiguration returned to normal and slowly fell downwards.

No one noticed anything unusual in the overly deserted hotel. After changing their clothes, the two put the vampire into a big bag and returned to Ryan's small apartment from the hotel.

After returning to the apartment, Ryan laid the female vampire flat on the bed and put a binding spell on her hands and feet. He also carried the vampire back on his back along the way.

While he was doing these things, Hoffa was sitting nearby and watching, watching him pull the vampire's arm from the sunlight to a dark position. (The white arm was burned out where it was illuminated by the sunlight.

Smoking red spots appeared), the vampire showed no sign of waking up, and Ryan closed the curtains again.

After he finished these things, Hoffa asked him, "Do you know how to deal with vampires?"

"Process..." Ryan was surprised, "What do you mean...?"

"I have never dealt with this species, what should I do, cut off the head, use a mercury bullet or a cross, or simply burn it to ashes?"

Ryan gasped: "Merlin Beard, what happened? Are you really the Ravenclaw I know?"

"What are you wondering about?" Hoffa said naturally: "It is no longer a human being. And even if it is still a human being and kills so many Muggles, it will still be executed by the Wizengamot. It will die sooner or later."

What's the difference?"

"Then it's not up to us to take action,"

Ryan frowned: "She deserves a trial. This is her basic right and we cannot deprive her of it."

"Being burned at the stake after trial?"

Hoffa was surprised.

"If that's the case, she deserves it."

Ryan insisted, and he even stopped in front of the bed. He was afraid that Hoffa would chop off the vampire's head if he disagreed, so Hoffa didn't do it. He was thinking about Chloe and turned his eyes between Ryan and the vampire.

Turn around.

After a moment of silence, Hoffa withdrew his eyes and said, "I'm going to find the location where the sacrificial ceremony may take place tonight. You stay here and watch over her. Don't let her escape."

"What!?"

Ryan stood up immediately: "Didn't we agree to go look for it together?"

"Someone has to watch over her, if you are not willing to kill her." Hoffa spread his hands helplessly: "If you don't take good care of her, what if she wakes up and runs away, bringing hundreds of thousands of vampires with her?

It’s over for both of us.”

"But...but..."

Ryan looked at the unconscious woman lying on the bed. From this angle, he could even see the black underwear under her long bare legs. He quickly moved his head and said firmly: "No, you have to stay with me.

Together."

"Why?" Hoffa was surprised.

"I'm afraid... afraid... afraid that she will suck my blood when she wakes up." Ryan said quickly and somewhat stuttering: "I... think it's still the two of us.

It’s better to look after them together.”

"So that's what I was worried about."

Hoffa patted him on the shoulder and said carelessly: "It's okay.

After saying that, he pointed at the female vampire lying on the bed. Suddenly, the red binding spell on her hand materialized and turned into a heavy and gleaming chain.

After the transformation, Hoffa blew on his fingertips, and a small silver key appeared on his fingertips. He thrust the key into Ryan's hand: "An Xin, as long as you don't take the initiative to unlock it for her, she will definitely

You can't break free from the chains of my transformation."

"This..." Ryan looked at the key in his hand and wanted to say something else, but Hoffa didn't give him a chance to speak. He quickly hugged Ryan's shoulder: "Please...

..."

After saying that, he flew down from the window.

Ryan was so excited that he rushed to the window edge, but he could only see the fluttering sheets and starched clothes of the residents below, and there was not even half a human figure anywhere to be seen.

On the balcony of a high-rise apartment dozens of meters above the ground, Ryan slowly retracted his body. He looked at the keys in his hand and murmured: "Damn, you are so straightforward..."

The warmth of the setting sun shone on Ryan's face, and he felt a little dazzling. The sun had not yet set. He realized that the curtains were open, so he quickly turned around.

It's like the screen has been switched.

The vampire who was lying on the bed drooling like a dead person sat up quietly at this moment. She hugged her knees and huddled in the corner of the bed. Her face was as pale as a corpse, and there was no blood on her lips. At this moment, she no longer had any pretense.

There was only an unbearable murderous intent in his eyes, which was bone-chilling and cold.

This sudden glance was quite similar to the horror of evil spirits appearing in ghost movies. Ryan was startled. He backed up and opened the curtains. The golden sunset shot through the flying curtains and shone on the vampire's insteps.

The instep of her feet instantly felt like it had been marked by a hot iron, red, swollen and smoking.

"hiss!!"

She twisted her body in pain and tried to retreat, but the apartment was small and she had no way to retreat.

Ryan reacted and quickly pulled up the curtains to block the sunlight and plunge the room into darkness.

Without sunlight, the wounds on the vampire's instep quickly scabbed and healed. She was panting and stared at Ryan.

"Hey, wake up."

Ryan didn't know how to deal with it, so he awkwardly raised his hand and said hello. As soon as he said hello, he felt it was inappropriate. The other person was a murderous vampire. If that guy Bach was here, he would definitely not give it to her.

Good look.

Thinking of this, he grimaced again and sat far away in the opposite corner, keeping a distance from the vampire.

"Were you pretending to sleep just now?"

"I'm afraid of death. Is it wrong?"

The vampire said hoarsely, her voice as hard as resin after being exposed to the scorching sun, not as beautiful as before.

"I'm thirsty, very thirsty."

Ryan instantly pulled out his wand, as if facing a formidable enemy: "Don't even think about it, I don't have any blood for you to drink."

"Are you stupid?"

The woman cursed: "Can't I drink something else besides blood?"

"Ah, will you drink anything else?" Ryan held up his wand, a little confused.

"Stupid prejudice," the woman sneered: "Do you eat all day long? Bats also eat insects and fruits. Do I have to do nothing but eat every day?"

"Then what do you want to drink?"

"water."

said the vampire.

Water... okay... Ryan took a glass and knocked it, "Clear water is like..."

"If I don't drink the magic water, will I die if you pour me a glass of water?"

The vampire angrily interrupted his spell.

"Well,"

Ryan had no choice but to put away his wand, walked to the faucet in the apartment, poured her a glass of water, walked to the bed, and handed it to her.

The vampire struggled twice, and the chains on the back of her hands and feet rattled. She gasped twice and leaned against the wall. She raised her arms and said, "What, you want me to get it myself?"

Ryan stared at her, motionless.

The woman smiled contemptuously and said: "I thought wizards would be more courageous, but I didn't expect them to be afraid of death."

Ryan stepped forward on his sheets, held the vampire's back with one hand, and raised the cup with the other. He knelt on the bed and handed the water cup to her lips. The vampire held the rim of the cup in his mouth and drank.

While drinking water, his eyes rolled up and stared into Ryan's eyes.
To be continued...