Christmas Holiday

"Blood, I want fresh blood..." Draco, dressed in elaborate finery, took a frightened step back. Theodore remained still, but there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Of course, candy works too." Muya smiled and spread her arms.

A green bag was placed in her hands. "My mother made these. You'll definitely like them."

"Thank you, Draco."

Theodore gave her a kind of blue candy. Muya tried one, and the liquid filling burst across her mouth like fireworks.

He did not mention that he had recently figured out how to make them himself. He had not made many, but every last one had ended up in Muya's hands.

"Wow, these are so good, Theodore."

Muya took out her own candy pouch and gave each of them a large handful.

Who should she scare next?

A black robe flashed past. Muya instinctively chased after it, but she ran too quickly and crashed straight into someone.

"Sorry..."

"A vampire. Not a bad costume." The voice was far too familiar. Muya looked up and, sure enough, it was Snape.

Muya curled her lips. "Thank you for the compliment, Professor, but I'd still like to go through the proper procedure."

"Professor, offer up your blood." Muya admitted that it was rather embarrassing. Anyone else might have burst out laughing already, but Snape was not someone who laughed easily.

After delivering that line, Muya's face grew a little hot.

Yet Snape calmly took out a bag filled with all kinds of candy.

"Thank you, Professor!" After receiving the candy she was owed, Muya fled like the wind, missing the slight smile that curved the professor's lips behind her.

"Wow, the Great Hall is really terrifying."

Tom sat at the staff table, dressed like a vampire duke. His coldly pale skin and blood-red eyes made