Chapter 305： 1 some news

The news brought by Barty Jr. caused a great shock to Sean. He has always believed that as long as the blood alliance exists, then the relationship between Dumbledore and Grindelwald will be unshakable.

After all, there wasn't a duel between the two most powerful wizards in 1945, was there? The feud between the two decades ago has ended because of Grindelwald's change of heart, hasn't it?

But when the news of Little Barty came, Sean always felt a little uneasy.

The next day, taking advantage of the rest day, Sean went to the library, he got a forbidden book area loan card from Professor Flitwick, and then wandered around under the surveillance of Mrs. Pince.

"What the **** are you looking for?" Mrs. Pince stared at Sean with a wary expression. She had followed Sean for twenty minutes just now with a feather duster.

"Uh, ma'am, I just want to find some information about rare magical animals..." Sean lied casually.

He wanted to find out if there was any information about the blood alliance in the forbidden book area.

Under the glasses, Mrs. Pince's brows knitted together, she raised her feather duster, and looked at Sean maliciously: "Information on magical animals... why don't you go to Professor Scamander, he is magic The world's first magical zoologist. The Hogwarts library is not a panacea, at least when it comes to magical animals, I don't think the materials in the restricted area can compare to Professor Scamander's knowledge reserve."

"Oh, that's true. But Professor Scamander mentioned that there are some materials in the forbidden area that record extinct magical animal species, you know." Sean raised Newt's banner, anyway, even if it is flat Mrs. Sz went to the other party to verify, and Newt should also help him lie.

Mrs. Pins, who treats library materials like an old hen with eggs, is obviously not so easy to deal with. She tapped the feather duster in her hand and asked suspiciously: "Then why is the loan card issued by Professor Flitwick? "

"In fact, Professor Scamander is not in the office, he seems to be out." Sean answered truthfully.

He did go to Newt first, but he wasn't there, so he had to go to Professor Flitwick.

Seriously, Lockhart's little note should be the best - Mrs. Pince is a Lockhart fan.

But Sean really didn't want to cooperate with Lockhart's stupid little classroom theater, and gave up very heartily.

Mrs. Pings quarreled for a while, until Sean took out a copy of "Ancient Fossils of the Most Dangerous Fantastic Animals" from the bookshelf, and Mrs. Pings gave up monitoring.

Sean pretended to flip through the table for a while, and while Mrs. Pince went after the Weasley brothers who were eating sandwiches in the library, he tiptoed to find the book again.

The fight between Fred and George was exchanged by Sean for a promise - he promised to help them brighten the Golden Dawn logo.

"The Encyclopedia of Ancient Magic, I've seen it, but I haven't... The Deciphering of Cutting-edge Black Magic, I've seen it, but it's not as good as what I had in my head... I also saw "The Medieval Rune Ritual" last time I slipped in, can not read it……"

Sean quickly flipped through the books in the forbidden area as he thought about it. He had sneaked into the forbidden area a few times before.

Quickly browsing the catalog, Sean kept looking for the information he wanted.

""Deadly Contract"..." Sean's eyes stopped on a book, and one of the catalogue caught his attention.

"Blood Deed: Viewing the Thirteenth Century Baron Skinner Manor."

Blood contract magic itself is rare, and this kind of magic may be related to each other.

Before Mrs. Pince came back, Sean immediately took out the book and turned to that page.

This article doesn't say much about blood pacts, and doesn't mention the spells or spellcasting of such pacts, but it describes how such pacts have historically manifested.

The book mentions that, at the end of the thirteenth century, there lived a baron named Skinner in a certain village.

The village was the domain of Baron Skinner, and there is no need to go into details about the details, but one thing needs to be known: Baron Skinner and the Baroness are actually two very good wizards.

The two lived in seclusion here, using their magic to help the villagers in the territory from time to time, and they had an excellent reputation in the local area.

What is even more relish is that Baron Skinner and the Baroness have a very good relationship, and the two are even willing to sacrifice their lives for their lover.

After several years of this kind of life, a horrific incident occurred at Baron Skinner's estate.

Overnight, most of the entire manor was destroyed, and all the servants and livestock died. The villagers who discovered the mutation belonged to the kind Baron Skinner and his wife, and went to rescue them collectively.

Then, the villagers of an entire village saw an unforgettable scene.

The baroness walked out of the manor absentmindedly, her eyes were ashen, grief and hatred intertwined on her face, like the flames in her hands.

The villagers backed away in horror, and the baroness not only controlled the flames, she also held a man in one hand - her beloved Baron Skinner.

The baron was lifted in mid-air by a huge force, blood flowing from his eyes, nostrils and corners of his mouth, he raised his hand feebly as if to touch his lover's face, but in the end he fell down.

Immediately afterwards, the baroness snapped her husband's throat without hesitation in the eyes of everyone.

The moment Baron Skinner died, his body swelled like a balloon filled with water, the blood in his body oozing out of the taut skin pores, and the blood droplets gathered in mid-air.

When all the blood in Baron Skinner's body was drained out, he was completely shriveled, and the Baroness lifted her head and inhaled all the blood.

The villagers who saw this scene were terrified, and they fled desperately, but at this time an accident happened.

The baroness who absorbed the blood of Baron Skinner also swelled up in pain. In the end, her whole body exploded. The villagers who didn't have time to escape were engulfed by the explosion and all died on the spot. In the village of hundreds of people, only a few dozen people survived. down.

The Baron Skinner Manor has become a famous local fierce place.

Hundreds of years later, later wizards investigated this, and finally found traces of the year in the ruins of the manor.

It turned out that Baron Skinner and his wife had already formed a blood contract with each other, and the two had been placing blood contract magic rituals in the basement of the manor.

This unknown blood contract magic seems to be the bond that maintains the love between the two, but in the depths of the blood contract magic, there is another person's malice hidden.

The blood contract magic has been changed, and the effect of the specific changes is unknown, but it can be seen that the change of the blood contract magic means the breakup of the love between the two.

Surprisingly, later scholars learned some clues about the original changes.

The betrayer was not the Baroness, but Baron Skinner.

The baroness didn't know why she noticed her husband's malice. She was deeply hurt and chose to take revenge and changed herself into the leader of blood pact magic, but she died in the end because of unknown factors.

Baron Skinner's notes were left at the scene of the incident, and one sentence in the notes was translated and recorded.

"Hate to take love as the cornerstone, exchange for equal value, and add strength."

Sean frowned after reading all the content.

The blood-based contract magic has some connection between each, and the blood contract magic recorded in the book may be related to the blood alliance.

"Hate to take love as the cornerstone, exchange for equal value, add strength to your body... What does this sentence mean..." Sean pondered.

However, before he could come up with something, there was a "yin wind" behind him.

"Mr. Wallup, are you--what--what--"

Sean got goosebumps behind his back, and he turned back stiffly to see Mrs. Pince holding a feather duster.

It's over, I was in a hurry to turn over the bookshelf just now, and many books were not arranged...

"Uh, ma'am, that, I'm here to find the corresponding information..."

Mrs. Pince's feather duster floated out of thin air, her voice gloomy and angry: "How dare you! Give it to me, get out!"

"I am sorry!"

Shawn, who was chased and beaten by the feather duster, ran out of the library screaming in pain.

Escaping to a corner, Sean rubbed his **** and shoulders and glanced out in fear.

He was relieved to see that Mrs. Pince's feather duster hadn't caught up.

"Hey... This feather duster is more ruthless than a lot of black magic..." The master of black magic, Sean, sighed.

I was beaten, but I didn't get any specific information. The content of the blood contract recorded in the "Deadly Contract" was too vague, and it was not necessarily related to the blood alliance.

However, before running, Sean wrote down the location of Baron Skinner's manor in the book. If there is a chance and it is necessary, he is going to take the time to check the situation there. Maybe he can find some information - if you can't find it, just treat it as a sightseeing tour. .

Shawn, who was rubbing his butt, walked out of the castle, and soon found Hermione and Daisy by the Black Lake.

Daisy waved at him, and Hermione was reading the newspaper beside her.

Sean walked over and sat down, just touching the spot where he was whipped by the feather duster just now. He took a deep breath and contributed to global warming.

"Sean, have you been beaten?" Daisy handed over a glass of iced pumpkin juice, her beautiful big eyes curved into crescent moons.

Hermione, who was looking at the newspaper, said without raising her head, "It must have been beaten. Sean is sometimes sloppy, and Mrs. Pince's feather duster has always been fair."

Sean took a sip of the pumpkin juice, and then said helplessly: "Fair too much, hiss, it hurts - by the way, is there any news today?"

Hermione unfolded the newspaper in her hand, pointed to one of the small pages and said, "Well, that's all, except for the "Merlin Weekly Express", other newspapers and magazines did not report on this matter. The spokesperson of the Guard came out and said, This is Grindelwald's conspiracy. The Daily Prophet also used a small page to publish it."

Sean glanced at the innocuous report, and then lay down on the grass: "As expected, put pressure on the official media, and then deal with it coldly."

"But it's not a long-term solution," Hermione propped her cheeks on the grass. "Cold treatment will only keep things fermented. The guards have the upper hand. This is definitely not what they want to see."

"So, it depends on who can count who."

...

In the basement of the United Wizards Guard headquarters, the middle-aged man sitting on the leather armchair turned the chair and looked at Cyril Marshall at the table.

"Cyril, it's good news that you're back," he said sincerely, but didn't stand up.

Marshall looked calmly at the man in front of him, Diane Ellison.

The prototype of the **** team is that she and Allison built it together, the other party provides resources, and she is responsible for handling matters.

After the **** team was established, the other party handed over the position of the temporary person in charge-after all, the temporary person in charge always had to deliver responsibilities, and his goal was to be the first official person in charge of the **** team.

In this regard, Marshall has no complaints. She has always adhered to the original intention of the establishment of the Guard - for a better world.

To this end, it is also acceptable to hunt down the unstable bomb of Grindelwald.

It's just that things have passed for half a year, and the wizarding world doesn't seem to get better.

Marshall lowered his head slightly: "Nice to meet you, Allison."

"Of course it's a joy to meet again," Allison said with a sigh, with no joy on his face. "It's just that we're in huge trouble right now."

Marshall shook his head: "It's my fault, we still underestimated Grindelwald."

"It's not anyone's fault. After all, we made the plan together, but Grindelwald is too cunning and too powerful." Allison said with a sigh.

"Then what are we going to do next?" Marshall asked.

"First of all your information from GrindelwaldMarshall, I need you to recall all the details."

Marshall shook his head: "I don't think the news I brought back is very valuable. After all, Grindelwald may have considered this. He may give me false news and then use this to lay a trap."

"But we can tell the difference, can't we?" Allison said, "Also, his arrangement is obviously to kill you and Onassis. This is a typical silence. I think your message will have great value. ."

Marshall looked like she was thinking, and finally she nodded slowly: "It makes sense."

"I don't know much information. First of all, Onassis and I were controlled to appear in Belgium by his orders. We didn't know the goal of this behavior." Marshall glanced at Allison and saw that he did not express He continued, "It's just that he didn't avoid me, who was under the Imperius Curse, when he was discussing the plan with his subordinates. He said—"

"Wait a minute, my dear friend," Allison interrupted her suddenly.

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"The experience of my predecessors tells me that Grindelwald is not only powerful, but also a master at demagogic people—" Allison laughed suddenly, "Marshall, this eloquent Dark Lord has been using the The soul curse is controlling you, not trying to... um, to gain your trust and support?"

"Are you doubting my loyalty to the Guard, Allison?" Marshall stared at him blankly.

"No, it's just a concern from a friend." Ellison didn't change his face.

Marshall paused for a moment, and finally she nodded: "Yes, Grindelwald once unlocked the Imperius Curse, and he tried to recruit me." Click to download this site APP, massive novels, free to read!