Chapter 453:

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Taking him back to the castle, his eyes were full of surprise, "Where is this place?"
"My house." Throwing two words to him plainly and simply, he opened the door and walked in. Lake was standing in front of the painting. He heard the sound of pushing the door and turned his head naturally, "I'm back so soon?"
"Yeah." I took a step away, and he walked out behind me.
"He is..." Seeing a sloppy human suddenly appeared in front of him, Lake still couldn't help frowning, "Beggar?"
But as soon as the words were spoken, he still chewed his tongue, feeling how uncomfortable this human name was to say.
"No, he is a teacher." I explained, but when I looked back at the other person's face, I also felt that Lake was asking the question, and pointed to Lake, "This is Lake."
"Hello, I'm McGonagall." McGonagall was unambiguous, and reached out his hand, but Lake didn't mean to accept the move, especially since the opponent's hand was really dark.
"No... I'm sorry." Finally McGonagall shyly retracted his dirty hands and hid them behind his back.
"It's okay." Lek Quandang didn't see it, turned and returned to the special position, and sat down to continue the game alone. After all, this new visitor has nothing to do with him. He naturally doesn't bother to take care of it, and I was a little upset with him just now.
"Okay, come with me, at least take a shower and change your clothes." With that, I took him to an empty room upstairs, but speaking of clothes, I went to the stairs. He opened his closet in the red dance room. Unexpectedly, there were many sets of clothes neatly placed in it, so he took two sets.
"Quiet...I..." McGonagall stopped me when I was about to go downstairs, "Thank you!"
"No." As I said, I didn't express too much expression, turned and went downstairs, but instead of sitting across from Lake to play chess, I opened the secret room behind the painting.
Since the last time Lisa and Lake cleaned it, it has really been a lot cleaner.
Lisa. . . . . . This name makes me dizzy when I think of it. I shook my head, shook it out of my mind, and walked towards the glass jar with concentration.
In the tank at this time, the white sand particles have changed a lot. They no longer look like hard sands, but become fatter and transparent, as if they have absorbed a lot. The blood, so it all started to turn red, but the bright molds outside were still white and a little silvery.
Originally speaking, it must be a little scary to put such a big tank of blood in this way, but now I look down and see the sand in the blood, and I feel a little funny.
"They are all..." Lake didn't know when he also floated in, standing opposite me, looking down into the glass jar.
"There are more than twenty days left!" This period of time is not long, not short, I just hope that everyone can spend it so quietly, at least until Hong Wu is resurrected, let the sweepers of heaven forget here Right!
"You are familiar with that human just now?" Lake suddenly asked an unexpected word.
"Fortunately, get along for a while." I replied.
"He has something wrong with his eyes," Lake said straight.
"Something's wrong? What do you mean?" Gaze? Say it's gaze? I really didn't pay much attention, but now I have noticed from the beginning that he is McGonagall, the tutor who is always scolded, so I didn't observe anything else. Looking back now, it is indeed very wrong. Let alone what I haven't seen, just a human being who hasn't eaten for a few days, has come here since the month? Walk with your feet?
"When he saw me, he was not surprised at all," he replied.
"That's because he knew we were vampires." I replied without thinking.
"But has he ever seen such a third-generation vampire?" As he said, he intentionally bit his lower lip, and the long fangs came out completely. You know, the third-generation vampire, or, the more ancient For the vampire, his blood teeth are longer. Of course, it is not unreasonably long. The blood teeth grow very slowly. It usually takes a thousand years to grow. However, the little Lake has more blood teeth than ordinary vampires. Apart from growing one, he usually doesn't show it so deliberately, and I have seen a lot of the third generation, so I have never paid attention.
In this case, McGonagall's performance just now was really unreasonable. And in retrospect, in the dream, when Sile asked all the teachers and students to be driven out, it seemed that he was not there. Where did he go then?
This little question from Lake confuses my heart. It was originally a kindly retribution. I hope that in the end, it won’t be irritated. Of course, he may not be able to do us anything, but what will stand behind him? Is there? Night catcher? angel? Or the Clan of the Night?
"Well, be careful!" As we said, we went out of the secret room together. Since we have to be careful, it is best not to let him know the existence here.
When he took a shower and went downstairs in a clean suit, I was already sitting on the sofa with Lake and playing chess. Seeing him come down, I just pointed to the kitchen, "There is bread and milk in the refrigerator, but you can also make your own tea."
"Thank you!" He said that he entered the kitchen, and Lake and I continued to play chess silently as if nothing had happened.
After a while, he took a large piece of dry bread, sat next to us, and ate slowly, and he didn't forget to watch us play chess, nodding and shaking his head for a while. It didn't seem to have any inner feelings.
"Where are you going to be a teacher?" Now that I have found something wrong with him, I still want to know more about it, otherwise it will be troublesome to deal with it temporarily.
"Western art school." He replied vaguely with food in his mouth.
"Western art school?" I just couldn't help confirming it, but in my heart I hope I heard it wrong.
"Did you know this school? I also heard about it from a friend, but I have never been to Mili. Mili used to be so big, but now it’s a little bit unclear between the north, south, east, and west, let alone where the school is. Where is it." His face was miserable, but now I pay special attention to his eyes. They are not at all like the eyes that a tired person should have, and their black eyes have a strange sheen. It seems that it is not the color that normal human eyes should have.
"I heard about it, but now this kind of school should be everywhere. After all, opening this kind of art school is the most profitable, isn't it?" I casually said, Lake naturally didn't know anything about this school, so he just focused on his son. , Didn't care about our small talk at all.
"This is also true, but I heard that this school is not an ordinary teaching place, it seems to be similar to the one in Yuedu, Jing, do you know where it is? I have been searching for a few days, and I can't continue to do this." McGonagall Swallowed the last bite of dry bread and stared at me solemnly with the tea. He naturally knew half of my identity, but he couldn’t have known that I had been in a Western art school, so I pretended to be disturbed to play chess and not happy, "What did you say? It seems I am again One step away."
"It's nothing, you continue. I'll go out and ask about the school." He naturally walked away wittily, and no longer came to pester me asking questions. And my evaluation of him, which was good, is now extremely bad, and I don't even think he might be related to the night school massacre, so even looking at his leaving back, my brows can't help but frown.
"What's the matter? I won't go anymore?" Lake's chess skill is naturally much higher than that of me, but he is only in the middle game now, not even knowing how to do anything, but I looked back when McGonagall went out the door." What is he?"
"What do you want to ask?" Lake looked up at me.
"I asked, do you think he is a human?" I still held a chess piece in my hand, and said it slowly dropped onto the board.
"Perhaps! Human beings are not so innocent anymore." His flying elephant ate the soldier that was up to me, and set up his feet for the runner behind him, and hit the car below me.
Naturally, I would not pan the car a line as he wanted, "but his eyes..."
"It seems to have brought something, maybe it is what humans call contact lenses." Lake suddenly smiled. I don't know when the horse on our side jumped back and just ate my car. I watched him get the car. Outside the chessboard, he shook his head helplessly.
"Probably! But if he is not a human or a vampire, what would he be?" I said to myself.
"Angel! Don't you have an angel named Hongwu serving as a servant?" He gave a ghostly smile, which made him look more like a child. Only those two long fangs seemed so inharmonious. .
"Angels? Such angels?" I really have an urge to laugh. Among the angels I know, no matter good or bad, they have a pride and temperament as angels, but they seem to have nothing but Peace and nothing. In addition, that is power. He is indeed not strong enough. Not to mention being an angel, his current power is almost inferior to a vampire.
"We are weak, but if we have weak blood, can we not have weak angels?" Lake took my last cannon disapprovingly.
"This..." If you want to talk about weak angels, then Hong Wu, Ritter, and White, or Guang Wu, should all be considered! We have never seen a truly powerful angel.
"Did you lose? Don't you want to surrender!" Lake is most like a child at this time. Seeing his smug look, I just shook my head, "You look at the house, remember not to let him know about Hong Wu, I'll go out and find something to eat."
"Hey!" Seeing me turn around and leave, Lake ran after him.
"What else?" I turned my head and looked at him a little puzzled, obviously he would only casually respond with a "OK", this time why such a big reaction.
"I want to go for a walk, too." He begged like a child for the first time.
"But now..." I hesitated looking at the sunshine outside the door.
"That's okay, I can use the virtual screen." He added hastily.
"If that's the case, it's okay." I said I was about to go out, but he still grabbed me, "But who is he watching?"
Following his gaze, I saw the oil painting, then I couldn't help my eyes, turned around and approached the oil painting, then opened the secret room and walked directly in.
"What do you want to do?" Seeing me standing in a daze in front of the glass coffin, Lake couldn't help being curious.
"Since I can't stay and watch it, then take it away." As I said, I took out the artifact I carried, put it on the ground, and then unlocked the seal. It suddenly turned into a hexagonal black coffin. The glass coffin is much bigger.
"Secret Chamber?" Lake widened his eyes in surprise, looking at the black coffin.
"Hmm." I nodded, "Come on, help me put it in."
"Is this all right?" After putting the glass jar in, Lake looked at the trembling jar full of blood, worried.
"Don't worry, as long as the space inside is sealed, it won't be affected by the outside." As I said, I closed the lid of the coffin, then chanted a spell in my heart, sealed the secret room, put it in my hand twice, and put it into my pocket in.
"That's OK?" Although Lake knew the existence of this artifact, he didn't know much about this other people's artifact besides the name and some general features.
"Well, let's go!" I ignored his surprise, turned around and walked out.
"That's it?" He chased it out.
"What else do you want? Why don't you stay and see the door." I turned back and gave a small threat.
"No, I said, I'm not a dog." He ran faster than me and went straight to the door.
"Then let's go!" As I opened the door and was about to go out, he suddenly grabbed me by the door, "By the way, it should be the artifact of Sister Estelle. In your hands?"
"Someone fell with me." I didn't want to say much, especially about Safrot, so I speeded up and walked outside the door, and the moment Lake stepped out of the door, he opened the curtain and disappeared. A trace.
"Who? Is it that Sister Estelle landed on you?" Lake in the virtual screen still couldn't be quiet, and there was such a loud voice talking to me.
"No." I walked faster, and he walked faster, anyway, he kept keeping pace with me.
"Who is that? This is obviously Estir's artifact, and she is very precious to it. She usually refuses to let us touch it. It is not easy to even see it." Lake's stubborn child took it again. Come out and keep asking questions along the way.
"Anyway, the person who put me here is not her. I have never seen her." No! Speaking too quickly, it seems to be wrong. I met her, although it was only one side, but after she disappeared. But it's better not to tell him now, otherwise he has to ask again.
"Who is that? Tell me!" Lake chased after him.
"A friend, you don't know." I simply said a perfunctory sentence, and then let him ask no questions. Finally, he closed his mouth helplessly and I was at peace.
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