"Vampire?"
Flume, the owner of Honeydukes, looked at Ilune.
Ilune, who was picking through the shelves, looked very excited, but even so, she still carried herself like a well-bred noble. She simply did not fit the image of a dangerous, dark creature like a Vampire.
"This is a joke, isn't it, Mr. Weasley?"
Flume curled his lip.
Ron grunted a couple of times but did not argue.
Judging by appearances, it was indeed hard to believe that this beautiful first-year, with her tranquil yet faintly aloof and proud bearing, was a Vampire.
"I'll take this, this, and this!"
Ilune finished making her selections. With a curl of her slender fingers, several of each bestselling item on the shelves floated up. The sweets gathered together before Ilune, slowly spinning in the air.
"You can eat these things?"
Harry immediately spotted the problem. He looked at the green-faced Hermione, then suspiciously turned back to Ilune.
"I thought you could only—"
Harry wisely shut his mouth. Ron's joking method did not count. Revealing Ilune's true identity to Flume without permission was inappropriate. No matter what, she was a guest Professor Breen had invited to Hogwarts.
"How much?"
How could Hermione not realize that this Vampire was not entirely incapable of eating human food? She... was probably deliberately causing trouble.
She did not dare act recklessly in front of Professor Breen, so she had come to torment her instead!
Endure!
Hermione fiercely told herself.
Professor Breen believed that frank exchanges with intelligent magical creatures could lead wizarding civilization toward a new age of glory. For that goal, this little Vampire's petty mischief was hardly worth mentioning. Besides... treating her well meant treating the Centaurs and House-elves who truly needed protection well!
"Oh, there's no need to pay—"
Flume scratched a small pockmark on his