"Without their permission..." Newt paled a little. He'd read Dracula in the last few months, liking spending time alone reading and learning up on the classics of this place. He didn't like the idea that he was standing in front of a creature like that. In fact, he was doing everything in his power to make sure that his flight-or-fight reflex didn't kick in and have him running away like a crazy person.
"There are vampire slayers here?"
He didn't know if that made him feel better or worse.