Chapter 226: Arrangement of Fate

In the dark alley, Ivan looked at the vampire girl.

It was obvious that she had no intention of biting him and sucking his blood. Her goal had also been achieved, and there should be no reason for her to stay here.

A long time passed, and the continued stagnation was very unfavorable for her.

However, she did not move, nor did she unchain Ivan. She looked at him with red eyes, stunned.

"What else do you want to do?" Ivan said reluctantly, thinking he had fallen on hard times. This vampire girl was very difficult to deal with. She seemed to have other things to say to him.

"Nothing, after eating this candy, I'm hungrier!" She picked up another bloody popsicle and looked at it for a while, put it in her mouth and said vaguely, "It tastes a little like that, but it looks like there's no real blood inside."

Of course, there was no real blood in the bloody popsicle. That was just a taste.

If the Honeydukes candy store had dared to use blood to make candy, it would have been shut down a long time ago.

Ivan shuddered as he noticed that the girl couldn't help but stare at his neck again, as if she had a strong attraction to him.

It seemed like she would pounce on him at any moment.

"Are you afraid?" The girl said teasingly, her lips were slightly upturned.

"I'm not afraid, I'm thinking about how you're going to let me go..." said Ivan stiffly, as he tried to gather magic, but it didn't work.

The strange magical fluctuations emitted by the red iron chain in his body prevented him from using magic.

Because their source of power is different, the magic of vampires is very different from the magic of normal magicians. If you don't know the principle of such magic, it is difficult to break it.

"You have courage. My uncle said that ordinary people like you have a natural fear of us, fear of contact with us, fear of our strength!" The girl's cold hand touched the skin of Ivan's neck and she said slowly, "If you are not afraid, let me take a bite. I haven't eaten anything since this morning."

After the girl finished her words, she did not ask for Ivan's consent, but bowed her head straight and approached him like a charming cat.

Ivan could see two sharp teeth in her slightly open mouth. They were not very prominent; they were like a normal girl's canine teeth, but a little more prominent.

"Hold on! Don't bite..." Ivan shouted hurriedly. He looked at the girl coming closer and closer to him and didn't know what to do.

He struggled to shrink back and the chain on his body made a constant rattling noise.

Deep down, he would rather face a cunning Death Eater or a horrible Inferi than have to deal with such an unscrupulous and unreasonable vampiress.

She was stronger than he was, and there was no way to communicate.

Ivan hadn't felt it before at Hogwarts. Now that he thought about it, the magical world was full of dangers everywhere.

Who would have thought you could meet a vampire casually in Diagon Alley, the most bustling street in the wizarding world?

It was an unexpected calamity, an unexpected danger.

Fortunately, this girl seemed a bit confused. If it had been another vampire, Ivan's blood would have been absorbed, and he would have been a mummy by now.

"My blood tastes bad. If you're hungry, I can take you to find the blood of other animals. What flavor do you like? "Ivan was quick to say.

It wasn't until he finished that he realized the topic was weird. He was actually discussing blood flavors with her, as if he was inviting her to dinner.

"Besides Dragon blood, I don't generally take blood from other lower organisms. I was just trying. You're obviously scared, but you said you weren't afraid." The girl swallowed again and forced herself not to stare at Ivan's neck. "My uncle was right, wizards are very cunning and never tell the truth."

Ivan was speechless. In fact, he was completely unable to tell if the girl herself was telling the truth.

Looking at her, she was clearly starving and about to faint. She couldn't help but want to suck blood, but she refused to be honest.

Fortunately, she couldn't say it. If she were honest enough, it would be a real disgrace for Ivan.

The atmosphere was getting warmer and less uncomfortable, and the girl was becoming more and more talkative.

"Don't worry, I'll let you go." She curled up and sat down next to Ivan, in her peculiar husky voice, she said pitifully, "I'm waiting for that man, and then I'll leave. I'll use Obliviate to make you forget what happened tonight."

Damn it, it's Obliviate again!

In Ivan's opinion, although this spell was not black magic, it was more evil than most black magic.

He didn't want to be a clueless idiot lying in the hospital like Lockhart.

"Who are you waiting for?", Ivan asked hurriedly, maybe this was an opportunity.

Listening to the girl's tone, the person she was hoping for shouldn't be a vampire. As long as it was a normal minded mage, she still had a chance.

"I don't know, in the prophecy passed down in the family, we've only been told that we're going to meet that person. He will help us and help the family out of the crisis." The girl shook her head. "I don't know where he is. My uncle has already gone out to look for him. I wanted to help too, so I left the family when no one was there today. This street is the place where wizards are most common. If it's fate's arrangement, I think I'll find him here..."

Ivan blinked, and the girl spoke in exactly the same tone as Professor Trelawney and the centaurs. It was an incredibly delusional prophecy.

He didn't know why so many magical creatures believe in this sort of thing?!

The results of prophecies are not absolute. This magical power out of nowhere can only make people see some fragments vaguely. Each person has a different understanding of these fragments and adopts different coping strategies. The end results can be very different.

The most obvious example is the prophecy about Voldemort and Harry.

If Voldemort had not heard the prophecy and had not taken the initiative to choose Harry as his opponent, the following sequence of events would not have occurred.

Ivan didn't believe much in such things.

So far, counting the one the girl had just said, he had known three real prophecies.

But compared to the first two prophecies he met, this girl was too casual.

She talked a lot about the man she was looking for, but on second thought, she knew nothing about him. Just because she felt she could find the one mentioned in the prophecy, she ran away from home to Diagon Alley, where all the wizards were, and said it was fate's arrangement....