Albert snorted. "I personally have no idea to put my hands—" Or any part of him, really. "—on one of those creatures." He'd never personally come in contact with a corpse, but he imagined a living corpse (which was really what a vampire was, he thought) would feel similarly clammy and gross. (And he definitely had no interest in necrophilia.)

"But if she's not careful, she might find herself facing someone who has more than a few experiments in mind. There's a reason the vampires steer clear of the Ministry unless it's necessary." It was baseless fear-mongering, really, but now he was just looking for a reaction.