Chapter 72: Prophecy 2
By the end of the exam, the summer vacation was only a week away. Blake was stunned to come up with a solution, he found a magic in an old family book to verify the bloodline.
After a long time in the ancient family, there will always be one or two wizards who are particularly fascinated by magic, and they will also have a persistent curiosity about those remote magic, which is recorded in some books and notes. It's like the guardian magic that Lily planted on Harry, which designated Voldemort from harming Harry. This kind of magic is not inherited by Hogwarts, and it is only recorded in the Potter family's collection before being discovered by Lily.
Blake had only heard from his elders that there was such a magic, but with this ancient magic, no one would use it. Because of the small number of births, there are rarely bloody plots in the wizard family that can't tell who gave birth to the child, so how can it take a lot of trouble to verify a person's bloodline?
At Hogwarts, the heavy mountain of final exams that weighed on the students' heads was finally lifted, and everyone at the dinner was very excited. Now all they have to do is wait for the results to come out in a week and play until the start of the next semester.
Blake, with his last hope, sat in Lupin's place, and tonight, even Snape did not embarrass him.
"Here, Harry, and ......" Blake shouted "Edge" as Aitch thought and called them both away, "Give me one last chance, okay?" ”
Blake's eyes were full of pleas, an attitude that if you don't agree, I'll be a scoundrel.
"No, Blake." "I said I wasn't, I wasn't, I wasn't, I don't am, and I won't be. ”
"Then don't run away from it - I promise, if it's really not this time, I'll apologize to you, and I will never do it in front of you again." Blake swore with a curse, "I'll take Lupin's promise." ”
Well, Professor Lupin is absent again, and he won't beat you up whatever you say.
"Alright then, let's say it's the last time."
"Harry, come first." Blake smiled like a child getting candy, and he pulled out a piece of paper for Harry to drip blood on.
Harry took a silver knife from Blake and slashed his middle finger to squeeze out a few drops of bright red blood that stained half of the paper red.
"This paper is an item made with bloodline magic, and if the blood of someone of the same clan drip on it, the paper will just turn red." Blake handed the knife to Aitch again.
Aitch stepped back, rejecting the blade that still had a layer of blood, believing it would be a distraction. He let Erwin's little paw pull on the back of his hand, and Elwin's fluffy fox paw suddenly absorbed a lot of red liquid.
"You said, this is the last time." Aitch placed Elwin's paw on top of the paper in Blake's hand.
The other half of the blood test paper also quickly turned red, and then began to turn black again, like a black death, and the paper was contagious.
Blake's face was as black as the paper, and he went back and forth between the paper and Aitch in a frenzy.
For a long time, Blake seemed to have lost his spirit, "Why did you cast memory magic on the former orphanage nurses and change their memories?" Although he knew that Aitch would make up another "perfect" excuse, Blake didn't give up asking him.
"There's no why, I just don't like that there are scumbags who will remember me after I get out of prison in the future, and I don't want to have anything to do with them." Aitch didn't like it, forcibly turned the page, and then took Erwyn with him, not even wanting to say goodbye to them. It seems that they are extremely angry that they have made a mistake in the first semester.
Ron and Hermione were waiting outside the door, waiting for the results to come out, and Blake took Harry and Aitch into the faculty room after the dinner, but Aitch came out in a few minutes, his face full of anger.
Ron didn't even dare to lean in for questioning.
"Edge, what's wrong with you? Is something wrong? Hermione asked him with concern when she saw that blood was still dripping from one of Erwin's paws, and that there was a bloody streak on the back of Edge's hand.
"It's okay," Edge's mouth stiffened, "I'll go find Madame Pomri and deal with it." ”
Harry came out after Edge, shaking his head in annoyance before Ron could ask him. Harry casually closed the door to the teacher's room, but there was still an argument between Snape and Black that they could hear.
They accuse each other of stupidity and incompetence, and Harry has a lot of headaches, both of which should have been a sure thing, but they still went wrong.
Now even the possibility of him and Blake living together is much lower.
According to Blake's temper, maybe he would really give up a home for Harry in anger.
The school infirmary was still a short distance away, and Harry went with him because of the guilt that had caused Aitch inconvenience.
Walking around the corner, Aitch suddenly heard a low roar. He stopped all of a sudden, and the three people behind him collided with him, pushing him out at once.
Standing in front of Aitch was a monster that stood two meters and three meters tall, which was still the height of his hunched body. He was covered in hair, heard movement behind him, and turned back alertly.
His head and palate are pointed, his face is long, his nose is protruding, his ears are pointed and erect, his scarlet eyes make several people motionless, his limbs are well-developed and strong, and his claws are cold light.
It's a werewolf! Aitch reacted instantly: it was the full moon today, and Snape was still arguing with Blake in the teaching room, and he must have not given Lupin the potions to keep him awake as in the original books.
Now Lupin is transformed, delirious, and wandering around Hogwarts, just in time for them to meet them on their way to the school infirmary.
"It's all petrified!" Aitch subconsciously cast a petrification spell to subdue the werewolf. If you really can't do it, you have to keep your distance from the werewolves, if you get close, the four of them can only be torn apart.
"You guys go back and get back to Professor Snape and Black to help." Aitch was going to stay in the stalls.
Elwin and Aitch still smelled of blood, and Aitch attacked again, and the werewolves with a keen sense of smell would not transfer their hatred to Harry and the three of them for the time being.
"Ominous! This must be ominous! Inexplicably, Ron remembered Professor Trelawney's prophecy, and he stood there dumbfounded, muttering to everyone that everyone could hear, "We can't help him, it's his life!" ”
Hermione stamped her foot, she knew that now was not the time to show righteousness. She pulled Harry and Ron by the way they came, and the sooner she saw the Professor, the sooner Aitch could have been rescued.
With no worries, Aitch focused all his attention on the werewolf, and the transformed Lupin was more difficult to deal with without magic. In a small space like a corridor, the agility and speed of a werewolf are a source of distress.
As soon as the petrification spell just now was finished, the werewolf took advantage of Edge's adjustment stage to bully him. Aitch had to step back and distance himself to prevent being bitten and scratched by him.