bookbashuk Chapter 437 Shocking the Auror for a Year! The Blood Oath! Old Ge, another piece of equipment droppe
Chapter 437 Shocking the Auror for a Year! The Blood Oath! Old Ge, another piece of equipment droppe
Chapter 437 Shocking the Auror for a Hundred Years! The Blood Oath! Old Ge, another piece of equipment dropped?
【roar----】
Cerberus growled, its eyes fixed menacingly on the Aurors.
As the most bloodthirsty of the beasts, it hadn't even had its fill of slaughter earlier, and now it was even more unable to suppress its nature.
Theseus: "Brother, aren't you Bao Meng, the Master of Fantastic Beasts? Quickly save this poor little animal that's being controlled!"
Newt: "Dude, are you blind? That thing is a magical creation, not something from this world."
The two brothers bickered as they retreated, facing the relentlessly closing in three-headed monster.
They didn't know if they could win, but just letting evil go unchecked would be a bit unethical.
Who knows if the whole of Paris will suffer after they escape?
Ethan looked at them with a smile.
Without trying to stop the three-headed dog, she said with satisfaction, "Look, it wants to play with you!"
Everyone: "————"
"They've been provoking us all along!" Theseus gritted his teeth, gripping his wand tightly in his hand, hesitant.
To be honest.
This dutiful Auror, Newt Scamander's brother, is now quite confused.
They thought they were there to capture the escaped Grindelwald, but unexpectedly, a "Mr. Lamp" they'd never heard of appeared out of nowhere!
It's a game-winning move from the very beginning!
"If I didn't know that even a time converter can't travel long distances, I would have thought he came from another time and space."
Theseus retorted.
Just as everyone was facing off, a figure suddenly stepped forward!
"
Newt?!
Miss Rotina cried out in surprise, instinctively reaching out to grab it, but she missed.
In an instant.
Theseus's heart clenched, staring in shock at his younger brother's figure, inwardly screaming: "We're not brothers! I was just saying it casually, how could you actually go up and scold him?!"
"Good girl, good girl————"
Newt crouched down, adopting a harmless demeanor, and slowly extended his hand, drawing upon his past experience in calming magical creatures.
however.
The closer he got, the more his heart pounded.
— Lacking the spirituality of natural animals, his six orange-yellow eyes, which looked down at him, held only coldness and bloodthirsty desire!
Unable to communicate, and unable to be tamed by others!
It is nothing more than a created killing machine!
【roar----】
The three-headed dog growled, saliva dripping from its fangs, its eyes fixed on Newt.
The burning fur, mixed with the smell of paint and rust, filled Newt's nostrils.
"Good girl, good girl—we meant no harm, we didn't want to hurt you—"
Newt said in a trembling voice, his forehead covered in sweat.
His gaze cautiously drifted toward the figure behind the three-headed dog, the one who truly controlled the entire situation!
Even knowing they cannot be tamed, the reason for still choosing to approach them.
It was all to demonstrate their harmlessness to that masked boy who called himself "Mr. Lamp"!
Newt has an animalistic intuition.
He vaguely sensed that the masked boy wasn't a bad person.
Although he was even more wicked than a bad guy.
There was a distance between them.
Newt met the eyes hidden behind the pure white mask.
Like stars reflected in the deep sea, twinkling with brilliance.
They watched them with great interest.
This inexplicably reminded Newt of an innocent child watching ants struggle.
【roar!】
The three-headed dog could no longer restrain itself and pounced down, intending to cut Newt in two!
A wave of hot, humid breath hit me.
Beneath countless dagger-like fangs, Newt instinctively closed his eyes.
Even then, he still hadn't received Ethan's order.
Could it be that he guessed wrong—that the other party didn't care about their lives at all, and was just a complete madman?
The shouts of my brother and companions came from behind me.
The spell's light shone, and Newt attempted to Apparate.
But, it's too late.
Just moments before he was about to be devoured, at the critical moment!
"roar!!!"
Suddenly, a fiery red figure leaped up!
Like a fiery red brocade illuminating the night, its long tail, resembling oriental silk, fluttered in the air.
"Clang!"
Claws and fangs clashed, producing a sound like the clash of metal.
【roar!】
The three-headed dog roared furiously, its six eyes glaring angrily at the suddenly appearing figure.
It has a body as big as a tiger, and a ring of mane around its head, making it look like a popped-up sunflower.
Its bright yellow vertical pupils were watching the three-headed dog warily, and it occasionally hissed and growled.
—It is the Zouwu, a mythical beast originating from China!
"Oh ho."
Ethan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Gazing at that beautiful figure, my heart couldn't help but surge with emotion.
the other side.
Newt opened his eyes as if sensing something, and for some reason felt a little better.
"Zouwu!"
He exclaimed in surprise and looked gratefully at the figure that had stood protectively in front of him.
"ha!"
The Zouwu opened its mouth wide and hissed fiercely at the three-headed dog, its large paws shuffling backward to hide Newt behind it.
【roar!】
The three-headed dog responded with a fierce roar.
The roar that erupted from the three heads immediately overwhelmed the Zouwu, causing it to involuntarily shrink back.
Cerberus doesn't care about this or that.
Among the six bloodthirsty eyes, only the hunger of another prey was revealed.
—Kill! Kill! Kill!
Bit off its neck and tear its flesh apart!
Use that scalding hot blood to fill its perpetually parched throat!
【roar!!】
Just as the three-headed dog was about to pounce again.
An irresistible suction force came from behind!
Like a wild horse whose head and neck are restrained by a rein, its movement has been forcibly restrained!
【Awoo?!】
The three-headed dog howled and struggled desperately.
However, the suction force was so strong that it was impossible to resist.
Its fiery black mane was sucked away, its four sharp claws left the ground, and its entire body was disintegrated and dissolved!
In just a few seconds.
Then it returned to the blank canvas.
It turned into a card, quietly held between Ethan's fingers.
—Phew, I made the right bet.
Newt breathed a deep sigh of relief.
A simple smile spread across his dirty face.
The next second, he was given a hard slap on the head by his companions who had rushed over.
Ethan smiled as he watched Newt being scolded, then put away the cards.
He clapped his hands as if he had just enjoyed a great show, and praised, "What a wonderful scene! As expected of a master of magical creatures, Mr. Newt Scamander."
Ethan gazed deeply at the magnificent cat, imprinting its image in his mind.
He tipped his hat to the stunned Newt, winked, and said playfully, "I've heard so much about you."
Newt's cheeks flushed slightly.
The other person's attitude was as if they had known him for a long time!
But is he that famous?
He's probably more famous for the trouble he caused in New York City than for being a "Fantastic Beasts Master."
"Who exactly are you?" Theseus stepped forward and questioned him nervously.
"Just a traveler carrying a burden of emotions," Ethan said gently. "Safe and harmless."
Although, the request has not yet been made.
It is not "safe and harmless" either.
Done.
Ethan ignored the group of people who looked like they wanted to say something but couldn't.
""
Turning his gaze back to Newt, and casually toying with his wand, he said, "I have some business to attend to at Hogwarts. Would you be so kind as to show me the way, Mr. Scamander?"
"You wouldn't want to see Dumbledore get too frightened, would you?"
Newt: "————"
A threat—this is a blatant threat!
Newt believed him to be telling the truth.
A person who, upon his very first appearance, left Grindelwald, the greatest enemy of the wizarding world, with a psychological shadow that would last a lifetime.
Hogwarts is nothing to them.
Newt: "—I promise you, Mr. Lamp."
He met his companion's surprised and reproachful gaze and whispered, "Believe me, I think the other person actually—didn't mean any harm."
As long as you don't "test the waters" with the same overconfidence as Grindelwald, it's fine.
Rotina: "Yes, it's so harmless. It's almost like they're trying to replace Grindelwald and make him the new Dark Lord."
""
Newt comforted him, "At least not yet, right?"
Done.
Newt paused for a moment.
This is as if the eerie "Mr. Lamp" will become the Dark Lord in the future.
Very unlucky.
The thought of that scene sent chills down Newt's spine.
—Fortunately, their generation's Dark Lord is at least a "normal person" who pretends to be one.
"Whoosh!"
A dark, twisted gate appeared before everyone's eyes.
The constantly rotating tunnel, as if leading to an unknown abyss, exuded a cold and chilling aura.
Ethan: "Hogwarts."
The dial on the gate, resembling an old-fashioned elevator, began to turn, eventually stopping on an icon of a castle.
at the same time.
The once pitch-black passageway, as if the mist had dissipated, revealed a scene of an ancient castle standing on the cliffside under the moonlight.
"It's Hogwarts!"
Theseus exclaimed, his eyes widening again.
He felt like a country wizard who had just arrived in the city, having never seen anything like it before.
"Safer than Apparition—what kind of magical magic is this? I've never heard of it before."
"So, what exactly are we here for—?"
They were whispering among themselves.
Ethan smiled and gracefully extended his hand in a "please" gesture: "Gentlemen, please come in."
For a moment, no one moved.
They didn't know that behind that door really lay Hogwarts.
It is still a false illusion leading to hell.
In the end, it was Newt, with his adventurous spirit, who took the lead and was the first to step inside.
Other talents followed suit one after another.
Ethan shrugged, his gaze towards Newt filled with kindness: "That's why I love Hufflepuff."
As a Ravenclaw student, Ethan decided to spend his time in the past learning from Newt.
A living textbook writer—that's a rare find.
The other end.
"Achoo!"
Newt shivered, feeling a chill run down his spine, and looked around in alarm.
—I had a feeling that a Dementor was crawling on my back just now.
Just as Ethan was about to step through the door.
"Click".
His toe kicked something.
Ethan looked down and saw a thing the size of a brooch that had rolled twice on the ground.
Inside the spherical container, a faint crimson light shimmered.
"This is----"
Ethan's eyes lit up slightly as he bent down and picked it up.
You have obtained Grindelwald's lost item: the Blood Pact.
[Blood Pact: A symbol of proof that two people can never harm each other, containing extremely powerful ancient magic]
[A drop of youthful blood is sealed within. Loyal, passionate, and ambitious, it shines like a jewel. Even though the outside world has changed, this drop of blood remains as pure as ever.]
"It truly is a token of the vow between Grindelwald and Dumbledore!"
Ethan stared wide-eyed at the glittering "ornament" in his hand.
In the original "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them," this blood oath was stolen by Newt's pet Niffler.
But—it still doesn't seem to have played any role.
It was just a brief introduction to the background, and it annoyed Grindelwald a bit.
"The Blood Oath itself is a powerful magical artifact no less than a Horcrux—" Ethan clenched his fist. "Perhaps I can uncover even more value within it."
The new Skull Lamp, Soul Fusion, Prophecy Magic, and Blood Pact Tokens —
I've gained so much in less than a day!
"Sure enough, the stronger someone is, the easier it is to fleece them... cough, maybe it's not quite right to say they're the easiest to exploit."
Ethan scratched his head, put the blood oath evidence into his pocket, and thought he would study it slowly when he got back.
He lifted his foot and stepped through the door, transporting himself to Hogwarts decades in the past.
Voldemort did not yet have the timeline to destroy the relics of the four great leaders.
As everyone set off for Hogwarts.
On the other side, outside the cemetery.
"When are they coming out?! Ah, ouch!"
Nicolas Flamel, who had come to assist, stood alone in the bleak, cold wind, shivering.
—I have a feeling that I've been forgotten.
I feel so lonely.
*sobs*
Ethan didn't spend much time at Hogwarts in the past.
After settling Ravenclaw's crown, the Silver Key reached its limit.
"Our energy is almost depleted!"
Ethan looked at the silver key, which had become much dimmer, and murmured with some regret.
He hasn't had enough fun yet.
"The silver key can take me to specific historical locations, and I can save some people who deserve to die—but perhaps it's fate, I don't seem to be able to use it to save [key figures]."
For example, Lily and James.
"Unlike a time-twister, I cannot control it; it can only take me into a certain period of history."
Ethan clenched his fist, feeling the hard edges digging into his palm.
"Perhaps, after I defeat Death, I will be able to truly control my destiny—heh, I'm really looking forward to it."
Ethan smiled.
In his hand, the silver key emitted bursts of light, about to take him back to the modern world—"Bang!"
Suddenly, the door was pushed open.
A beautiful figure suddenly rushed in and fell down in front of Ethan!
He gripped Ethan's hand tightly, as if it were the last straw.
Indeed, it was Nagini before he fell into the form of a viper.
During this period, Ethan was not unaware of Nagini's whereabouts.
Both the Horcrux and the remains of the Grim Reaper seem to be related to this woman with cursed blood.
However, apart from the occasional episodes, she was just like a normal person, only often standing silently in the shadows, her back habitually hunched over due to past experiences of oppression.
The cool and soft touch climbed up Ethan's arm, raising a few goosebumps.
Ethan trembled slightly, but when he met those bloodshot eyes, he ultimately didn't shake off Nagini's hand.
He glanced at the silver key that had begun to glow, and used magic to suppress the progress of his journey: "Make a long story short."
Nagini trembled, bit her lower lip, and cried out in a trembling voice, "My lord! I beg you, please help Credence! He was only bewitched by Grindelwald! He shouldn't have to go through all this!"
Credence was the young man who was parasitized by the Obscurus and was later discovered to be Dumbledore's nephew.
In the cemetery, he joined Grindelwald's faction and moved away with the saints.
"Please bring him back—he rescued me from the circus, he's not a bad person, he's my only family in the world!"
"If you're willing to help me, I'm willing—I'm willing to give you everything I have, my very flesh and blood!!"
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