I, Hogwarts Second Week

——Lupine, who was lying on the bed, looked at the gifts and his eyes gradually turned red.

As a werewolf destined to live alone, he is lucky.

Both when I was young and now.

He had never felt such intense love.

The trust from the little wizards filled his dry heart with happiness.

After a while.

A therapist in a green robe walked in.

"Recovering very well." She smiled and looked at Professor Lupine on the bed.

"It's quite good." Mrs. Weasley turned away from her angry mood, and worry appeared on her face again.

He looked at the other beds in the ward and said, "Poor Johnny was sucked into skin and bones by the monster. I don't know when he will recover."

"None of them are in good condition." The therapist sighed. "Strictly speaking, Mr. Lupine is the only wizard in the hospital who has recovered. The conditions of the others are not optimistic."

"They are all more or less physically mutilated, except for Mr. Lupin, who is physically intact."

"Everyone is different!" Sirius said quickly, diverting the therapist's attention away.

He was afraid that the lady would discover Lupine's identity as a werewolf.

"Maybe~" The therapist lady didn't seem to be satisfied with this reason. Her cautious eyes kept looking at Professor Luping.

The professor looked a little unnaturally at her, and couldn't help but look elsewhere.

"Oh! By the way, doctor, do you know which ward Lavender is in? She is the girl who was admitted to the hospital with Professor Lupine." Hermione suddenly thought of something at this time.

She and Lavender are roommates.

"Lavender!" Miss Therapist replied without thinking, "It's in the ward next door."

"I'm going to see her." As she said that, the little witch narrowed her eyes and gave Owen a look with a very clear meaning, asking him to follow her.

Okay~ He responded to the gaze.

You have to give Harry a little space, he wants to talk to his favorite professor.

Then the two walked out of the ward.

Next door, a white sign hung on the double doors, 'Permanent Biological Damage. ’

Through the window on the door, the two could see a wizard walking around in the room.

"Is this here?" Hermione stared at the sign on the door in confusion.

"Permanent biological damage?"

This looks serious.

But didn’t Lavender bleed too much?

Although this may be a serious injury in the Muggle world, in the wizarding world this is not a problem at all!

"I don't know, let's go in and have a look."

With that said, Owen pushed the door open and entered.

This is a quadruple room.

And you can tell at a glance that this is a long-stay ward.

There are many personal items around the hospital bed.

More than Professor Lupine's ward next door.

There were two extremely shriveled wizards lying among them. If it weren't for their slightly heaving chests, it would be hard for Owen to believe that these would be two living people.

There was another one with other injuries. He must have been bitten by some magical animal. His body was covered with cracks. He was breathing heavily, and fire would come out of his mouth from time to time.

The last one is Lavender.

She looked much better.

He was holding a red and dark lollipop in his hand, which he was licking with great fascination.

"Hi, Owen."

Got~

The girl obviously ignored Hermione beside him on purpose.

"Are you here to see me?" She widened her eyes in surprise and waved.

Happiness was written on his face.

"Well - it seems you are recovering well!" Owen maintained restraint.

He was a little afraid of this passionate and unrestrained girl.

Because she might really suddenly jump up and hug him and give him a kiss.

She would really do this.

Because she's already done this.

But fortunately, Miss Hannah's methods are extremely cruel and her reactions are quick.

Once the petrification spell was cast, she was forced to stand in place for several hours.

"Well, I wasn't injured at all." She continued to lick the lollipop and said, "I woke up in the school medical room."

As she said that, she finally noticed Hermione who was digging out a large bag of Christmas gifts.

"Hi! Hermione, you're here too and you brought a gift. Is it for me?"

"Hmm -" The little witch's face didn't look good at all.

She put a pile of things next to Lavender's bed with a cold face.

I am dissatisfied with Lavender. Although their relationship is indeed not very good, they still meet every day. This guy ignores me so much, which is really annoying.

At least pretend to be enthusiastic, there are other people in the room.

Yes, in addition to the patient on the hospital bed, there were also several friends or relatives of the patients present in the room.

Lavender's mother was also sitting beside the hospital bed.

It was a young woman with long dirty golden hair, wearing a light green robe, and her body was covered with all kinds of shiny pendants.

Her eyes were red and her cheeks were stained with tears. It was obvious that she had cried just now.

But after seeing Irving and the others, he wiped it quickly, held on, and smiled reluctantly.

"Want to try this lollipop?" Lavender enthusiastically pulled out two bright red candies from the box at hand, "Oh my god! I didn't realize this was so delicious before."

"No need." Hermione frowned slightly, because the moment she took out the lollipop, a strong, huge smell of blood hit her face.

She couldn't avoid it and was hit by the smell.

"It doesn't matter, you guys can try something else. I made this myself, try it!" On the side of the hospital bed, Lavender's mother, Mrs. Brown, suddenly stood up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

She looked at the lollipop in her daughter's hand in horror, then looked at Owen and Hermione.

Then he snatched the lollipop from Lavender's hand, then with a reserved smile, he took a pink box from the cabinet on the side.

It contained several pieces of pastry.

Are in the shape of various animals.

"Thank you!" Owen did not refuse, but directly reached out and grabbed a piece from it and stuffed it into his mouth.

He knew that he had to give this mother a step up.

Otherwise, she would never be in a better mood today.

In the mouth of the pastry, Owen only found it sweet. Other than that, its skin was quite crispy and there wasn't much flavor at all.

"You are Lavender's classmates!" The mother's face improved slightly.

She seemed relieved.

Then he put on a smile again and said: "This child has been troubled since childhood and has few real friends. I"

As she said that, Mrs. Brown suddenly seemed to remember something, her eyes dimmed instantly.

There was liquid swirling in his eyes.

"She's actually pretty popular," Owen comforted.

This is not flattery. Compared to Miss Granger next to her, Lavender's popularity among Gryffindor is indeed quite good.

"Really?" Mother responded silently.

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much." Owen glanced at Lavender, who looked confused, and then turned to her mother and continued, "Principal Dumbledore is a generous person, and he will allow her to continue going to school. ."

"." Mrs. Brown's pupils narrowed and she stared at Owen in horror.

"This is a blessing. There were other dark creatures that appeared in Hogwarts Castle that day. There were some furry things. Compared to those, she is much luckier now."

Owen said bluntly.

Yes, it's obvious that Lavender, who was bitten by a blood ancestor, turned into a vampire.

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Magical Maladies should already know.

Or maybe they had this suspicion, otherwise Lavender wouldn't live here.

However, what puzzled Owen was. At that time, the Blood Ancestor had already become a Deathborn, and whether his blood still had the ability to embrace the First Embrace remains to be discussed.

But for now, Lavender does show some characteristics of a vampire.

For example, her face is as pale as snow, she now likes to look at things with blood, and her eyes, for example, have changed from light blue to dark red.

"By the way, the cakes made by your mother are quite delicious. Maybe we should all learn a little bit and go back to school to make our own." Then Owen looked back at Lavender casually and talked about pastries. thing.

"Of course, my mother makes the most delicious pastries. She controls the heat very well, and the skin is always crispy every time."

At this time, Lavender didn't seem to notice anything strange about his body.

He was still happily introducing the pastries that he had put in the box, and invited Hermione to try them too.

"Well, that's true."

The taste has not changed.

Owen groaned.

It's not that vampires can't eat other foods, it's just that they can't taste ingredients that don't contain a lot of magic power, just like chewing wax.

And the vampires in the Harry Potter world are very different from the vampires in other worlds.

While here, although vampires and werewolves are both dark creatures, wizards are obviously more accepting of vampires than werewolves.

This is because vampires in the Harry Potter world do not feed on blood.

To be precise, they feed on the magic power contained in blood, because although vampires are also wizards, once they become vampires, their bodies will no longer reflexively produce magic power. Must rely on external supplements.

So the vampires here will not attack Muggles because they have no magic power, and they generally will not attack wizards, because compared to magical animals such as dragon blood, elf blood, or even unicorn blood, wizards The magic power contained in his blood is too weak.

Just like if you eat vegetables, you may need a lot to feel full, but if you eat meat, half a chicken will be full.

So unlike werewolves, vampires still have some status in the magical world.

Yes - but not much.

Professor Horace Slughorn, the previous head of Slytherin House, had a vampire student who was an excellent student and a member of his Slug Club.

Judging from Lavender's current performance, it seems that she has not lost the magic power of a human wizard.

This can be seen from the fact that she didn't notice any abnormalities in herself for so long.

If she did become a vampire, a bloody lollipop made by Honeydukes that contained no real blood at all wouldn't provide much magic. (The Duke used some magical herbs to make the lollipops, which contain some magic.)

Just like a hungry person who only relies on drinking water to survive, she noticed it sooner or later.

Now that she is not aware of it, it means that her body is still producing magic power and does not need external supplementation.

That's why she didn't notice anything strange at all.

"It doesn't look like a big problem." He nodded.

This is excellent news.

At least she didn't really turn into a vampire.

After all, drinking dragon's blood every day is quite expensive.

Not every family can afford to eat dragon blood.

"What are you talking about!" Lavender looked at him curiously.

Owen responded with a smile: "You are so lucky. Of course, this is thanks to Professor Lupine, who saved you the first time."

"Well - I should thank him."

On the other side, Mrs. Brown also nodded mechanically.

She had not yet recovered from the shock that Owen had noticed something strange about Lavender.

All she could think about was what her children would do at school in the future.

Will I be discriminated against?

Could it be like those dark creatures in the stinking ditch, unable to stand in the sun normally throughout their lives?

Will she be taken away by the Ministry of Magic and locked up? After all, wizards always discriminate against dark creatures and there are strict management laws.

"Hi! Owen, mom said we can go to the sixth floor to eat first. She made a lot of food."

"Wow! Hello, Lavender, your reply looks pretty good!"

At this time Ron suddenly walked in.

"Okay!" Owen responded, waving goodbye to Lavender and her mother on the bed.

"You have to be discharged from the hospital early. I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up with the next classes." Before leaving, Hermione suddenly turned back to the hospital bed and waved her arms, saying goodbye to Lavender happily.

Then, visible to the naked eye, the little witch's face fell instantly. Then he glared at her with a sullen look on his face.

After leaving the ward, they happened to run into Harry.

He said that Sirius wanted to discuss something with Professor Lupine and asked them to go eat first.

The sixth floor is a tea room and shop.

They sat in the tea room and ordered a few cups of black tea, and then the lady happily allowed them to use the tea room as a restaurant.

"Lavender looked a little strange." After finishing the meal, several people sat together and chatted.

A witch as smart as Hermione naturally saw something.

She said, "She actually likes eating bloody lollipops. This is the first time I've seen a wizard like that."

"." Owen rolled his eyes at her, focusing on what he focused on - how unique!

Then he said: "Dumbledore also likes it"

"Professor Dumbledore? Doesn't he like anything sweet?" Harry complained mercilessly, probably thinking of the silver plate full of cockroaches (heap of cockroaches) in the principal's office.

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore is like this!" Ron agreed.

"Hey, hey, what's up with your magical attention?"

Owen stared helplessly at the three people.

"Didn't you realize that Lavender might have become a vampire?" He looked at Hermione and said seriously.

"What?" The little witch covered her mouth with a look of surprise.

The other two people also looked horrified.

"This needs to be investigated in detail. After she returns, you can feed her some magic materials such as dragon blood to see if her magic power will increase sharply." Owen rubbed his head, "If she can absorb dragon blood If she has magic power, she might have become a vampire. If not, maybe she just likes bloody things after being bitten by the Blood Ancestor?"

"I will." Hermione nodded solemnly.

As an extreme scholar who has read the entire "Fantastic Beasts" and memorized it backwards, she naturally knows the characteristics of vampires.

"Oh my god, I just remembered that she was bitten by a vampire!" Ron said in shock.

"I saw that her face was pale and I thought she was ill."

"Come on, it's not a big deal, it's just hard to accept. Being a vampire is better than being a werewolf." Owen patted his belly and stood up.

After greeting the three of them, he prepared to return to Professor Luping's ward.

There are many portraits of therapists hanging on both sides of the stairs.

They shouted at the little wizards, diagnosed strange diseases, and came up with all kinds of terrible treatments.

For example, he mistook the freckles on Ron's face for loose flowers.

"What is that?" he asked angrily, as the therapist chased Ron for six frames.

There is something uncomfortable about being warm-hearted.

"This is a skin disease, Master. It will leave scars and make you even less attractive than you are now——"

"Who do you think you don't like?" Ron blushed instantly.

Is he bluntly saying that he is ugly?

"The only way is to take the liver of a toad and stick it to the throat, and stand naked in the eyes of a bucket of fish while looking at the sun and moonlight——"

"I don't have flower pox!"

"But there are glaring flaws on your face, young master—"

"Those are freckles!" Ron was furious. "You quack, go back to your own picture frame and stop pestering me!" He turned to the other people who were trying their best to keep their faces straight.

Then, with the stunned expressions on their faces, the other three angrily crossed the stairs and rushed to the fifth floor.

Then he bumped into another witch because of his recklessness.

There are too many people in the corridor.

"I'm so sorry." Ron said stiffly.

Then he looked up and saw a scary old witch.

She was wearing a green robe, draped in moth-eaten fox fur, and her pointed hat was obviously decorated with a stuffed vulture. Hermione took a little step forward in surprise.

But Ron didn't give in at all. He looked at the old witch with no surprise.

He even commented on the stuffed vulture on her hat.

"My mother also bought one from Tuofan Clothing Store sixty years ago. Of course, that one was second-hand." He turned around and explained to Hermione.

"Wizards at that time liked to put animal specimens on their hats, which made them feel powerful and mysterious."

"."

This is all a dark aesthetic.

"Then they should put Voldemort's noseless face on the hat. How powerful and mysterious it is." Owen complained.

He dislikes the culture, music, clothing, etc. of the wizarding world.

It's so unconventional.

For example, he wants to buy some furniture for his home.

In Diagon Alley, what you can buy is always Victorian-style furniture from the 17th to 18th centuries.

It's not that he doesn't like it, but he just has no choice.

It gives people a strong feeling that they have money but no place to spend it.