A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 662 Blood Alliance

"Today is a 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 of which was half an inch in size. It looks like some kind of tiny flying creatures are entangled and connected together, like a long unrolled scroll, and like a gorgeous long carpet—but it’s not woven with threads, but spelled out with runes .

Felix and the students silently looked at the wall-like runes that surrounded them, and then said:
"Some of these runes are special, and they cannot be well integrated with the characters around them. What you have to do is to pick them out - it is a test of eyesight and skill, because a little carelessness will destroy the nearby characters. Structure... Successfully picking the next one will 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, yes, no wands. That 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 many people present, 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. 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.

The 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 Sword Castle was overcrowded, and they searched for their daughter.At last they found her by a broad column, with Lupine beside him, calm but agitated.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 some extent, these words have indeed been 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, in which the internal structures of the body morph together—he's hopeful of both, and the latter might even allow him to briefly become fully human, which means he could have an incredibly healthy child.

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

In fact, the werewolf symptoms are not 100% passed on to future generations, but for Lupine, this is tantamount to waiting for God to judge. He has been tortured by the werewolf identity for decades and cannot bear this uncertainty.

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

Lucius Malfoy made a high-profile appearance with his wife, a richly dressed couple who 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...not bad.

"The newspaper said," Hermione said as she carefully looked at a section of the glowing scroll in front of her. They were like tightly fitted bricks, and said, "More than 200 people were present, all of them were potions, healing and alchemists. Experts in the three fields, as well as officials from the Ministry of Magic of different countries were present."

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

"That's a big deal," Harry said in admiration.

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

"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 is good at this, think about it Who can give a heartfelt eulogy to a large, hideous spider? 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 stepped aside, almost pushing Neville against the wall. "I'm 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 murmured dissatisfiedly to Harry and Hermione, "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 connection points around you. We just have to pick out the characters that don't look harmonious, so it's easier."

"I know." Ron said weakly. "My attention has been distracted. We shouldn't be talking about Slughorn. Why don't we think about-" He paused, gritting his teeth like a Jenga It seems to take down an ancient rune.

At the same time, a word came out of Harry's mouth: "Blood Alliance."

Hermione gasped, her fingers trembled, and a figurative character turned into pure magic power and dispersed like smoke. "Be careful!" She shouted 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 until the red light on it stopped blinking. .

"It's a pretty 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 anything, especially when it involves that person." She showed an incredible 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 headmaster and..."

Harry remained silent, and took the luminous characters from the wall one by one. These were the contents he saw from the pensieve last week. At this point, he could no longer hide it. He was deeply involved and urgently needed to find After discussing with others, the people he trusted most in the school were undoubtedly Ron and Hermione.

In the previous class, Harry saw a brand new, disruptive 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 that name.

"Hello, 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 did not mention it in the letter. And 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 followed was a long flash of memory, but enough to make Harry realize how quickly their friendship had progressed, and he even read a few passionate letters from the perspective of an outsider, in a sudden, uncomfortable way. The way was presented in front of him, Muggles, rule, government, army... These words appeared in front of his eyes repeatedly like thorns, constantly poking his heart.

But none of this compares to the images that appear in the barn.

Two people—young, future fame—Dumbledore and Grindelwald face each other with their wands cutting open the palms of their own hands, and then the hands are joined together, the blood pools, and the blinding light lights up the two. A young and dignified face.

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 behind and I don't want to lose two inches on 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 be tested.

"Susan Bones, 52, well done, homework - a foot; Anthony Goldstein, 47, a foot two; Millicent Burst, 29, well, you need Practice a lot, or you won't be able to catch up with the next stage—the homework is a foot and a half long."

Felix commented casually, and the long line gradually decreased.

Harry intentionally stayed behind, holding the chestnut pot, and waited for Ron and Hermione to leave before walking forward.

"Harry Potter, let me see - 59, pretty high up, good job 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 showed a surprised expression.

He thought for a few seconds in his head—

"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 the price of breaking it is too high."

"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? Don't they have similar effects?" Harry asked puzzled, "Except for the difference in number, the unbreakable oath needs a witness."

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

"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, or I can let myself enter the door with my right foot from now on... In short, there are no specific requirements. But the blood alliance Different, it has its own magical core, and there is no need to say a contract to be followed, 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, definitely not this...wait, no language...unrestricted...

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

Felix nodded with a smile.

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

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

"But the blood alliance is not like this," Harry said excitedly: "It has fixed content, which makes it impossible to be deceived by rhetoric. Two people must be absolutely sincere, even thinking of breaking the oath—" He looked at it with confirmation To Felix.

"You guessed it right, the blood alliance binds the heart, and any thought of trying to violate it will immediately lead to backlash."

"Then what's in it?" Harry asked impatiently.

Felix hesitated.

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

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

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

"Oh, uh—"

"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 and distort them at any time.But for those who are not sure to destroy—whether it is an unbreakable oath or a blood alliance, he has no interest in touching it.Knowledge is also extremely limited.

Harry left with a heavy heart.

Felix stayed put, watched 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 himself, but the direction in his question was actually obvious.

"Blood... Dumbledore and who? Evenly matched—yes, 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.

(End of this chapter)