A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 660: Blood Alliance

"Today is practical class."

Felix stood on the podium and said. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of wooden jars appeared in the air, and these wooden jars floated in mid-air. Then he waved his hand again, and the space in the classroom began to expand in all directions, expanding to the size of half the auditorium in the blink of an eye.

The students exchanged excited looks and whispered to each other. .

Then, a tome with a simple shape appeared in Felix's hand. He turned the first page, and a flood of colorful ancient runes poured out of the book, each half an inch long. They are like some kind of small flying creatures entangled and connected together, like a long unrolled scroll, and like a gorgeous long carpet—only they are not woven with threads, but rune spelled.

Felix and the students silently looked at the runes that surrounded them like a wall for a while, and then said:

"Some of these runes are special, and they cannot be well integrated with the characters around them. All you have to do is to pick them out. This is a test of both your eyesight and your skills, because if you are not careful, you will destroy them. If you successfully extract the next one from a nearby structure, you can add one point, and you can use chestnut wood cans to store the extra rune symbols, and the final score is related to the length of your homework today, let's start."

"Oh, by the way, no wands are allowed. This will be the guideline for future practical lessons."

The students stepped forward one after another to choose their favorite jars, while Felix himself sat on the soft chair, recalling the just-concluded academic conference.

There were a lot of people there, from all over the world. According to the original plan, the party on the evening of the first day was like a clean-up. Its function was to provide an opportunity for communication and meeting. Real people can't match the number.

Therefore, someone must act as a host, and the best candidate in Felix's mind is naturally Slughorn. The old professor was like a fish in water. After the whole party, the smile on his face never stopped.

Mr. and Mrs. Tonks came too.

They stopped for a long time in front of the huge booth. In fact, they didn't quite understand what these people were discussing, and they couldn't accurately distinguish the meaning of the rune sequence solidified by Felix's magic in front of them. Just waver.

The hall on the first floor of the Sword Castle was overcrowded, and they were searching for their daughter. At last they found her by a wide column,

Beside Lupine looked calm, but his heart was extremely excited. He remembered the promise-like speech Felix had made: With the invention of the wolfsbane potion, new theories will emerge in an endless stream, and the situation of werewolves will also improve.

To a certain extent, these words are indeed fulfilled one by one. Only in the past two years, an improved formula of Wolfsbane Potion has appeared, and the cost has been greatly reduced; the Ministry of Magic has also passed legislation stipulating that all registered werewolves can enjoy preferential treatment when purchasing Wolfsbane Potion.

As a result, a considerable number of werewolves chose to remain neutral during the war.

But none of this cheered him more than what he had heard earlier in the evening, that Lupine had learned of two solutions proposed by Felix - ancient magic that would harness werewolf transformation ; and advanced body morphing along with the internal structure of the body - both of which he hopes to achieve, and the latter may even allow him to briefly become a real human, which means that he can have an extremely healthy child .

God knows how ecstatic he was when he got the news.

In fact, werewolf symptoms are not 100% passed on to future generations, but for Lupine, this is tantamount to waiting for God's judgment. After being tortured by the identity of werewolf for decades, he cannot bear the uncertainty.

There was also an episode on the day of the dinner.

Lucius Malfoy made a high-profile appearance with his wife. The couple were gorgeously dressed and promised a generous donation of fifty thousand galleons to a good cause. This made many people living abroad and not sensitive to politics gather around him, listening to him talk about his son Draco's "dream of a healer".

This effect is...not bad.

The newspaper said, "Hermione carefully looked at a piece of glowing scroll in front of her, they were like tightly fitted bricks,

He said, "More than two hundred people were present. They were all experts in the three fields of potions, healing and alchemy, and officials from the Ministry of Magic of different countries were also present."

She put her right hand on the rune wall and easily removed a glowing ancient rune.

"It's a big deal." Harry said with admiration.

"Strangely, the host of the press conference is Professor Slughorn." Hermione said.

"It's not surprising," Ron said beside him, seeing that Harry had also successfully removed an ancient rune, he eagerly reached out to the gleaming wall, "We all know that he's good at this, think Want to see who can give a heartfelt eulogy in the face of a huge and hideous spider corpse? Oh, no."

He groaned and wanted to put back the ancient runes that he took down, but it was too late, and the dozen or so runes in front of him flashed dangerous red light.

"Boom!"

Ron was engulfed in black smoke. He covered his mouth and coughed. Harry and Hermione hurried to the side, almost pushing Neville against the wall. "Sorry,

Neville! Harry said apologetically to Neville, who was rubbing his chin. Tears glistened in Neville's eyes, "It's okay. "

Ernie on the side didn't pay attention to this little accident at all, and kept talking to himself, "Justin scored six points, I don't want to lose to him."

When the smoke cleared, Ron grumbled to Harry and Hermione dissatisfiedly, "You ran so fast, I almost sprayed out the mandrake leaves, Hermione, you should remind me."

"The target you chose is correct, but there is a problem with the technique." Hermione pointed out his mistake, then with a flick of her finger, she deftly picked off a rune from the wall and waved her hand at him.

"Like this, use your own magic to stabilize the surrounding connection points. We just need to pick out the characters that seem to be jarring, so it's easier."

"I know." Ron said weakly, "my attention has been drawn away, we shouldn't be talking about Slughorn, we might as well think about it-" He paused, gritted his teeth Take off an ancient rune like pulling a building block.

At the same time, a word spit out from Harry's mouth: "Blood alliance."

Hermione gasped, her fingers trembled, and a figurative character turned into pure magic power and dispersed like smoke. "Beware!"

She cried out nervously, quickly condensed an ancient rune from her fingertips, and stuffed it back. The three of them carefully stared at the wall for a moment, and they breathed a sigh of relief when the red light on it stopped blinking.

"It's an exciting game," said Ron fairly, feeling much better.

Hermione glanced left and right, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the movement made by Cormac McLaggen. She took the opportunity to lower her voice and said:

"I think it's best not to say it, especially when it comes to that person." She showed an incredulous expression, as if she was about to scream in the next second, but she tried her best to hold it back.

"It's incredible, I mean the principal and..."

Harry remained silent, and took down the luminous characters from the wall, which he saw from the Pensieve last week. At this point,

He couldn't hide it anymore. He was deeply involved and urgently needed to find someone to discuss. The people he trusted most in the school were undoubtedly Ron and Hermione.

In the last class, Harry saw a brand new, subversive memory.

The young Albus was preparing for his graduation trip in high spirits, but tragedy befell him in the blink of an eye. His mother unfortunately died due to the out-of-control magic caused by Ariana, and he had to return home to take care of his younger siblings. Harry had seen his pain and agitation throughout, and for the first time accused Albus of showing impatience. Of course, the person in the memory cannot refute, but the owner of the memory can, but Dumbledore acquiesces in all of them.

This made Harry feel a little regretful. Putting it in another way, if he had to stay with the Dursleys as an adult, he would absolutely be mad too. But after all, they are their relatives, aren't they? But when he saw Albus strike up a friendship with a young man, Harry was genuinely happy for him.

Until he heard the name.

"Hi, my name is Gellert Grindelwald."

Harry suddenly remembered the letter he had read. In the letter to Sirius, his mother Lily mentioned that Dumbledore and Grindelwald had a close relationship, but perhaps due to space limitations, Lily was not there. The letter mentioned the cause and effect, not to mention the time. That's why Harry looked completely off guard when he heard the name from the mouth of the blond boy in front of him who wasn't much older than him.

What follows is a long memory fragment, but it is enough to make Harry realize that the friendship between the two is progressing rapidly, and he even reads a few passionate letters from the perspective of an outsider. Uncomfortable ways to present themselves in front of themselves, muggles, domination, government,

Army... These words repeatedly appeared in front of his eyes like thorns, constantly poking at his heart.

But none of this compares to the scene in the barn.

Two people, young and famous in the future-Dumbledore and Grindelwald, faced each other and cut their palms with their wands, and then put their hands together, blood pooled, dazzling light spots Brighten two young and solemn faces.

Harry felt dizzy. Finally, when the fused and indistinguishable blood beads were covered with a metal shell, he asked loudly what it was. Dumbledore was speechless, and he told Harry in a weak but strong voice almost compulsively. That was the "blood alliance", and he and Grindelwald created a blood oath.

The lesson ended in a hurry, in a way Harry least wanted.

"Harry, Harry?" Ron called, "We're already behind and I don't want to be two inches off my homework today."

"Got it." Harry muttered, getting busy, but he had already made up his mind.

Before the end of get out of class, the students lined up to accept the test.

"Susan Bones, 52, well done, homework - 11 feet; Anthony Goldstein, 47, 1 foot 2 inches; Millicent Burst, 29, uh, You need to practice a lot or you won't be able to keep up with the next level of content assignments that are a foot and a half long."

Felix commented casually, and the long line gradually decreased.

Harry deliberately stood in the back, holding the chestnut wooden jar, waiting for Ron and Hermione to leave, and stepped forward.

"Harry Potter, I have a look at 1159, the ranking is quite high, very good, homework seven inches."

Harry racked his brains to ask two questions, and waited anxiously for the other students to pack their schoolbags and leave the classroom. Ron and Hermione knew what he was going to do, waved to him, and left first. Felix looked at him thoughtfully.

"It seems that your real problem cannot be heard by other people."

"Well, yes...Professor, I want to ask what is a blood alliance?"

Felix looked surprised.

He pondered for a few seconds in his head—a

"There are many contracts in the magic world, ranging from verbal agreements with no binding effect to magic contracts. Among them, the most solemn and prudent type of contract is treated with caution. Once signed, it cannot be violated. Because breaking it is too expensive. "

"Dead?" Harry asked softly.

"...Yes, such as the unbreakable oath, and of course the blood alliance. It's just that the latter has stricter conditions and only exists in legends."

"Why? Aren't they similar in effect?" Harry asked puzzled, "Except for the difference in number, an unbreakable oath needs a witness."

"I can tell a lot of differences, for example - as you said, an unbreakable oath needs three people." Felix said, Harry blushed, he felt a little dull, and he didn't notice the "" in the professor's mouth at all. So many different."

"But the most important thing is the content of the oath. The content of the unbreakable oath is more flexible. I can swear that I will never eat chocolate frogs in my life,

You can also allow yourself to enter the door with your right foot from now on. In short, no specific requirements are made. But the blood alliance is different, it has its own magical core, and there is no need to say the contract to be abided by, which has a very serious impact, can you find it, Harry? "

Harry tried to use his head to think without swearing... what does that mean? Don't waste your tongue? No, it's definitely not this...wait a minute, without language...there is no limit...

"The blood alliance will not be deceived by lies?" He blurted out.

Felix smiled and nodded.

"The unbreakable oath is closer to the word 'contract', so the content of the oath must be confirmed in words, words... can be teased, there are always loopholes to follow, as long as the final requirements are met. In other words , it controls your behavior, and it has a certain hysteresis."

"In extreme cases, a person who is determined to die can sign any unbreakable and 'false' oath."

"But blood alliance is not like this," Harry said excitedly: "It has fixed content, which makes it impossible to be deceived by rhetoric. looked at Felix.

"You guessed it right, the blood alliance binds the heart, any attempt to violate it will immediately lead to backlash."

"Then what's its content?" Harry asked impatiently ~IndoMTL.com~ Felix hesitated.

"As far as I know, don't hurt each other."

"Can it be destroyed? I mean, the token of blood alliance formation?" Harry continued to ask.

Felix glanced at him, "Did I mention the token?"

"Oh, uh one"

"Maybe it can be destroyed." Felix did not pursue the loopholes in Harry's mouth, but simply said: "I have never signed such a contract, so I don't know the specific result."

In fact, all the contracts he has signed have a common feature: he can tear them up and distort them at any time. But for those who are not sure about destroying

——Whether it is the unbreakable oath or the blood alliance, he has no interest in touching it. Knowledge is also extremely limited.

Harry left with a heavy heart.

Felix stayed where he was, watching him disappear, then suddenly raised his head to stare at the ceiling, his gaze seemed to penetrate the wall. He stared thoughtfully at the location of the principal's office tower.

Maybe Harry didn't realize it, but the direction in his question was actually obvious.

"Blood alliance. Who is Dumbledore with? It's evenly matched, only Grindelwald."

Trivial information from the past was continuously extracted from memory, and Felix began to try to piece together a complete story. The first thing he thought of was the secret that Newt had inadvertently brought up that he couldn't reveal more about Dumbledore.

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