I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

Dark green vines crawled around every corner, the stone beam seemed to be part of the original castle gate, and the dark hole was where the gate used to be.

It's hard to imagine what happened here for hundreds of years, making the originally tall entrance and exit look like this.

"Tergeo" Shawn's spell removed moss and dirt from a boulder.

At this time, he realized that this is not a rolling rock, but a huge stone that was cut neatly, at least it used to be.

This hole was blocked by the boulder that was originally used as a city wall, and this is obviously not something that time can do.

Sean immediately thought of the baroness in that document.

The baroness killed Baron Skinner and absorbed the blood oozing out of the baron's body, but the baroness was not strong enough to support the huge force, she turned into a blood ball and exploded and died on the spot.

The explosion destroyed the manor and killed most of the lives in this area.

How powerful is it... Sean frowned.

This abandoned castle covers a large area. After all, the original Baron Skinner and the Baroness were wizards, and it was not too difficult for them to build huge buildings.

Moreover, in the vicinity of the castle, the remains of some former human buildings can also be seen.

And the death of the baroness directly destroyed such a large place, which was not something that an ordinary wizard in the thirteenth century could do.

Sean's mood was a little heavier. He knew that this was the power of that blood pact magic.

"ProtegoMaxima"

Putting a defensive spell on himself, Sean walked into the hole with his wand.

The castle has already collapsed more than half, and Sean has a little difficulty walking, but there are people who have come here, because many buried places have been cleaned up, and the traces are all new.

This is probably the way Dumbledore once walked...

Sean walked in a direction that he could barely discern.

The depths of this ancient castle, which has been abandoned for centuries, are even more eerie, with collapsed stone walls, rusted and deformed lampstands, vines everywhere, and the quiet, heart-wrenching eerie atmosphere.

"Crack—" A crisp sound came from the soles of Sean's feet.

He looked down and saw half a white bone that was weathered and disfigured.

"Reparo - sorry, man."

Moved the repaired leg bone of some unfortunate person to one side, and after two more steps, Sean finally found the place he was looking for.

It was the entrance to a basement. Obviously, Dumbledore had already entered.

Entering the basement, the smell of damp mold immediately hits my face.

"Dude, help me clean up—" Sean pinched his nose and opened the ring, and a shiny head stuck out.

The growth rate of magical animals is unexpectedly fast. When the little air wing bird was born, it was only the size of Sean's fist, and now it has grown several times.

"Wow—(Have you eaten yet The Airwing Bird shouted cheerfully at Sean.

The intellectual development rate of magical animals seems to be much faster than that of humans. It has only been a few months, and Sean has been able to use the animal whisperer to communicate with the air-winged bird.

However, the life goal of the air-wing bird is... to eat.

In the future, I can't let Dave play with this little guy... I don't want to learn, I'll learn to eat.

"I'll let you know when it's time for dinner, come here and help me breathe a little more here."

When the air-winged bird changes its posture, it will inhale the nearby air, and this means of survival obviously has other uses - the air-winged bird can filter out almost all the harmful substances in the air, using its magic power. Filtering organs and magical epidermis.

Although the little guy is greedy, he still listens to Sean's words.

I saw the aeroplane opened its mouth like a pelican fishing, and the epidermis on the chin and neck rapidly swelled.

Then, like an exhaust fan, it took a puff in the basement and spit it outside, and it didn't take long for the air in the basement to become much fresher.

"Nice job." Sean praised, "lumosmaximum"

A dazzling ball of light drilled out from the tip of the wand, and Sean waved it vigorously, and the **** of light floated around one by one.

The whole picture of the dark basement was also displayed in front of him.

When the old castle was turned into ruins, it didn't seem to have affected it too much. Except for some rubble beside the basement wall and the bookshelves that had already collapsed, the original appearance was still largely preserved.

A crystal bottle full of dust, a cauldron that didn't rust unexpectedly, a weathered and disfigured spell book, and even a few broomsticks with only sticks left.

It's like a witch's workshop in a medieval novel.

And at the very center of the inner wall of a room, there is a secret door that has been opened.

From the secret door to the entrance to the basement, there is a slightly darker trace.

Perhaps it was in that secret door that Baron Skinner was dragged out by his wife who discovered the betrayal contained in the blood pact...

Sean slowly approached the secret door, trying to find some useful information here.

Unfortunately, in the small room that the secret door entered, except for the stone platform in the center, nothing else was found.

Maybe it was taken by a researcher, maybe Dumbledore took it...

Sean was not too disappointed, this was what he thought of before he came.

The point is, what exactly did Dumbledore see here...

And Sean, who was looking around, finally found something on the stone platform engraved with the strange brand.

"This is..." Sean twisted a fine metal particle with his fingertips.

He continued to search, and found many particles in various corners that were difficult to find. These particles ranged from pale silver to dim blood red, and they did not seem to lose their color due to the years.

"This..." An idea popped into Sean's heart.

He raised his wand and aimed it at the particle: "Reparo"

The gathered particles trembled.

For items whose Broken Age is too old, the effect of the Repair Spell will be greatly reduced...

But as long as it's not ineffective... Sean's eyes lit up.

"Reparo"

"Reparo"

"Reparo"

…

Thirty or so repairing spells were thrown out, and the finely divided particles finally reacted.

They floated slowly, then converged towards the center, and even some particles that Sean didn't find jumped out from other places.

After a slow combination of particles, finally, a broken pendant appeared in front of Sean's eyes.

The pendant was still broken, it seemed that it was only reluctantly put together, not only that, but there were some gaps all over the pendant, which were fragments that could no longer be found.

It's just that Sean's attention has been completely focused on the shape of the pendant.

The tangled chains, the silver shell with intricate patterns, and the blood-red particles that Sean found before were not gem fragments at all, but the center of the entire pendant... blood...

How similar is this pendant to the blood alliance token of Dumbledore and Grindelwald!

The blood pact that Baron Skinner and the Baroness made was a blood alliance? !

No, my guess... It seems to be coming true...

Sean's breathing became heavier.

But before he could think more, a sinister and sad voice suddenly rang out.

"I really miss... the appearance of this thing..."

There can be no living people here... Sean turned his head sharply.

A pearly white ghost was floating in midair, watching the pendant firmly with his melancholy sad eyes.

Flat-top felt hats, half-circle cloaks, robes resembling ancient Roman costumes, pantyhose and calfskin booties, this typical thirteenth-century aristocratic dress made Sean instantly recognizable, the curly-haired and bearded middle-aged man. identity.

Baron Skinner...

Baron Skinner described it as shriveled, with dry skin and a large ripped, shrunken hole in his chest, but he no longer felt pain, only sadness.

Not a returnee, but a normal ghost, Sean made a judgment.

"Skinner?" he asked.

Baron Skinner still stared blankly at the pendant that was restored by Sean. After a while, he looked at him and said in a heavy and sad voice: "Yes, yes... It's the shameful Skinner..."

"You've been wandering here in a ghost state all the time?" Sean looked at the other party.

Baron Skinner was still immersed in grief, he nodded sullenly: "Yes, yes... I didn't want to communicate with anyone, but you restored this pendant, it was me and Corina..."

As soon as the name Corianna was mentioned, Skinner immediately covered his head in pain.

Sean reacted immediately, Corina should be the baroness.

He was a little puzzled. The data mentioned that although Corina killed Baron Skinner, the real betrayal in the relationship between the two was Skinner.

Why does the ghost in front of me look so painful.

The guilt of the betrayal?

Sean got closer to the other party: "Mr. Baron, what happened?"

Skinner was clearly in great pain, and he almost cried out, "I was a shameful betrayal, I betrayed my love with Coriana... I'm still a coward! A coward!"

I don't know if it's because I haven't communicated with anyone for so many years. This ghost is extremely emotional.

"I, I...why am I confused...I'm a beast...a beast..."

Sean silently looked at Baron Skinner, whose mood suddenly collapsed, and finally said, "However, Corina is dead, and so are you..."

Skinner collapsed and murmured indifferently, "I deserve it...but she shouldn't have died, she shouldn't have died..."

Sean grabbed the pendant in his hand, and the pendant that had not recovered to its original state shook off a bit of it. Baron Skinner swooped at it with wide-eyed eyes, but the debris passed through his palm and fell to the ground.

Sean glanced at him, with no emotion in his tone: "It can't be repaired."

The latter opened his mouth wide, and finally sat down dejectedly: "I can't fix it..."

Sean followed his example and sat down cross-legged: "Won't you tell me?"

Without waiting for the other person to answer, he shook the pendant in his hand: "I can fix this pendant for you and put it here."

Baron Skinner stared at Sean in a daze, and finally lowered his head slumped.

"There's nothing new, it's just the story of a shameful betrayal..."

In the voice of the ghost's decadent and painful regret, Sean frowned.

The story is indeed very old-fashioned. Skinner and Corina were originally a very loving couple. In order to prove their love, they, as wizards, found a kind of blood pact.

The blood pact binds the two firmly together, and they cannot hurt each other - this is not a problem for two people who love each other.

The problem is an ancient book that Baron Skinner found.

Skinner, who was keen on spell research, spent a lot of effort studying the book, from which he learned the real name of the blood pact he made with his wife: the blood alliance.

"Sure enough, Skinner and the Baroness also formed a blood alliance..." Sean's heart became heavy.

From ancient times to the present, magic has contained the power of emotions, including anger, hatred, and happiness, and naturally there is also love. For the record, the magic of love seems to all have one thing in common, and that is the use of the power of blood.

The blood alliance is like this. Using blood as the medium, the two who made the oath cannot hurt each other. As long as the thought of betrayal arises, the blood alliance will kill the betrayer.

"I, I found another function of the blood alliance, or rather, that is its real function-" Skinner grabbed his hair in pain, "I was seduced by the huge power in the description..."

There is a sentence in the Ministry of Magic's evaluation of the blood alliance: "Under the unimaginable risks, the huge price of UU reading www.uukanshu.com will be exchanged for high returns. This is the essence of the blood alliance."

Skinner also mentioned in his own notes, "Hate to take love as the cornerstone, exchange for equal value, and add strength..."

Sean's breathing became heavy involuntarily. He stared at each other, almost urgingly asked, "What's the real effect?"

Whether it was cowardice or guilt, Skinner whimpered a few times. He murmured, "There is another contract hidden behind the blood alliance..."

"Another contract?"

"Yes, yes..." Skinner lowered his head, his voice getting lower and lower.

"Love is the most powerful force in this world. This is the consensus of many ancient magics... Other forces are slightly weaker, even hate... But, there is a power that is stronger and more terrifying than love... That is—"

"Hate born from the deepest love."

Sean's pupils shrank suddenly.

Skinner murmured: "Those who make blood alliances, as long as there is one party...one party takes the initiative to give up this love, deceive himself with the most powerful memory magic, give up this love, and leave the deepest impression on his former lover. The pain... I chose to do this..."

"When the blood alliance shatters...the pieces are glued with the blood of hatred, and the new contract begins to take effect...At this time, call back your love and drink the blood of your lover who originally loved hatred now..."

Skinner looked up at Sean, no, it was the pendant in his hand, his eyes were lost, and there was endless regret.

"Personally...kill your lover with your own hands, let your lover's hatred germinate in your love, and you will gain...endless magic..."