"It's the blood of redemption." Seeing the doubts and resistance in Bill's eyes, Ani explained. After all, as the easiest life-extending potion in the magic world, unicorn blood is too famous.
Along with its powerful efficacy, it is also famous for its cruel curse that cannot be removed. Although the curse on his body is sucking his life force all the time, compared with the consequences of drinking unicorn blood, Bill said that he has more pain on the back of his hand.
One eye looks pretty cool.
"Redemptive blood? Blood voluntarily donated by unicorns?" Bill looked at the vial in front of him in surprise. After careful inspection, he also saw the faint golden light shining through the deep silver.
Redemptive blood is extremely rare, and few wizards can gain the wholehearted trust of unicorns and make them grateful.
Although the liquid in front of him is basically consistent with the description in the literature, Bill has never seen the real thing, so it is naturally difficult for him to be 100% sure of his judgment.
So he decisively turned around and sat on the chair, waved the back of his hand to Aini and said, "Come on, brother, it's all up to you."
After saying that, he looked like he was at the mercy of the king. Although he didn't know much about the blood of redemption, he believed in Ani and knew that Ani took care of the pregnant unicorn in the Forbidden Forest every night. It was indeed possible to obtain the unicorn's right.
Donate.
Seeing this, Aini's face was also full of smiles. It is also a happy thing to gain the trust of others.
Without much preparation, to be precise, although the blood of redemption has reduced its ability to extend life, it is still a first-rate healing potion and has an extremely significant purification effect, making it the best choice to lift the curse. p>
Ignoring the eyes on Bill's hand, they were just derivatives of the curse, so you don't need to worry about them. Ani drew a drop of redemptive blood into Bill's eyes.
The pale golden ripples spread out like water waves, and the strange lines around the eyes were like snow and ice when they came into contact with them, quickly dissipating completely.
Then the big Kazilan eye also made a "pop" sound, like a burst bubble, and no trace could be found anymore.
Bill's face turned rosy visibly, and when he touched the back of his hand, there was nothing abnormal at all. He even felt that his body was smoother than before he was cursed.
"Thank you, Ani." Bill took a deep look at Ani. He knew how troublesome the curse on his body was, and that even Dumbledore could not solve it. He also knew how rare and precious the blood of redemption was. p>
However, none of the Weasley children seemed to be able to express their emotions directly. Bill didn't say anything more, but kept this favor deeply in his heart.
Aini accepted it with a smile. The blood of redemption is not without side effects. For those who are not grateful and do not know how to give, once they drink the blood of redemption, the consequences will be even more tragic than drinking the blood of curse.
But Ani also believes that for the eldest son of the Weasley family, the side effects of the redemptive blood are almost non-existent.
Not used to being looked at with "warmth" by a man, Aini planned to say goodbye and leave.
But when he opened the door, he saw another man looking at him with a smile in his eyes.
"I think Bill's trouble has been solved. I heard that you have been looking for me these past few days. It just so happens that I have something to talk to you about."
After Dumbledore finished visiting Bill, the two of them came to the principal's office on the eighth floor.
As usual, he said hello to the previous bosses in the picture frame, and Aini hugged Fox who flew towards him into his arms.
"Baby, you look exhausted." Aini glanced at the bad old man with some dissatisfaction.
Phoenix's body is filled with strong magic power, indicating that in this round of life, Fox's accumulation has reached its peak. In a short time, the Phoenix's life essence will quickly condense, and its appearance will become older. p>
But for Phoenix, the next step is not death, but the sublimation of life.
But even such frightening magic cannot hide its fatigue.
Ani was a little unhappy that Dumbledore had to let Fox consume his magic power in the final stage of accumulation. He really liked these cute creatures who trusted him.
"Haha, Fawkes will be fine. You forgot something in my hand." Dumbledore explained with a smile. The old man winked playfully again, took out a red crystal and threw it at Ani. "Philosopher's Stone!" Aini hugged Fox and hurriedly caught the flying stones.
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Boss, this is the highest creation of alchemy. Is it really okay for you to just throw it over like this?
Ani believed that even if the old principal threw ten glasses, he could catch them without any damage with his reaction speed, but the magic stone made him confused.
This is a supreme divine object that can change destiny, and now he is just a young wizard who is still fulfilling his talent. It is really difficult to maintain a normal mind.
Fox put his little head on the magic stone and soon became full of energy.
This made Ani feel a little ashamed. Dumbledore was Fox's contractor. Even if he didn't have the backing to help Phoenix recover, he was not qualified to comment.
"Sorry, Professor Dumbledore." Aini solemnly apologized to the old man.
Dumbledore waved his hand indifferently. He was not angry because of Ani's rudeness. On the contrary, he was very happy. He had planned to entrust Fox to Ani before he started another adventure. He believed that he could treat him well.
old friend.
"That's good, Ani. I think it's a virtue to be able to care for others, or other partners. I'm starting to envy Newt, why don't I have such a successor."
Dumbledore was not lying. After his mistake that year, Ariana died, and neither he nor his brother Aberforth had any descendants.
When I was young, I didn't feel regretful, but as I get older, I still feel regretful when I think about the end of the inheritance of the ancient Dumbledore family from my generation.
"No, Albus." Ani held Fox and walked to the old man, "The whole of England is your descendant."
"Of course that includes me. After all, both Newt and Minerva are your students, aren't they?"
Hearing this, the old man laughed heartily, and then felt a little guilty. After all, the teaching quality of Hogwarts has declined year by year in the past thirty years, which is inseparable from his connivance and conspiracy.
But when his eyes moved to Tom who was released by Ani, Dumbledore became happy again. The picture of cats cheating and Quirrell opening his mouth appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help laughing.
After the old man regained his composure, Aini also expressed his doubts.
"Ani, have you ever been exposed to ancient magic?" Seeing Ani shaking his head, Dumbledore asked again: "Then what do you think the essence of magic is?"
"I always thought it was the use of magic power, but..." Ani's black eyebrows frowned slightly, and he didn't know how to describe his feelings. Fortunately, Dumbledore quickly picked up the conversation.
"Using magic power, wizards give their magic power to change the world." Dumbledore waved his hand, and scenes after scenes unfolded around him.
In front of the cross, the priest lit the execution wood. When the flames rose, only the ropes binding the wizard were burned.
The magic power was surging, and soon the flames spread, and together with the priest waving his staff and chanting prayers, the entire church was burned to the ground.
But as the magic power was consumed, the wizard who was blocked by the incoming Paladins in the fire scene also lost control of the flames and was burned to death screaming.
Under the blazing sun, wilting wheat seedlings stood in the field, and a dry riverbed could be seen in the distance. A wizard waved a thick magic wand that was as tall as his height, and soon the sky was covered with dark clouds and it began to rain heavily. But not long after, the wizard fell to the ground with a pale face. The dark clouds in the sky quickly dissipated, and the sun once again occupied the sky.
In the valley, small tents were scattered among them. The goblin with pointed ears took out the human head from his pocket and hung it on the fence outside.
But after a deep chant, a huge fireball fell from the sky and hit the center of the camp hard. For a brief moment, the sudden light dispelled the darkness. After a huge explosion, the goblin camp was reduced to scorched earth.<
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The wizards in the scene fight each other, giants, goblins, other types of magical creatures, or humans.
Or resisting various disasters, floods, droughts, landslides, tsunamis...
The only thing they have in common is that the power of those spells is huge, and the consumption is also huge. Even a single spell can drain the caster to death.
"This is ancient magic." Dumbledore's explanation sounded at the right time. "Powerful ancient wizards can even incarnate natural disasters and destroy all living things in an area. Or they can resist disasters and keep a place safe."
"But the consumption of ancient magic was also huge and difficult to control, causing some wizards to be destroyed by their own magic. Moreover, the abuse of magic caused huge harm to the world."
Dumbledore waved his hand to hide the demonstration screen, and Ani expressed his doubts. Even if ancient magic is difficult to master, there will always be people who find it difficult to give up the powerful power of ancient magic. Why has the inheritance been discontinued now?
"The entire magical world is missing the record of an era, Ani."
"I know that not only Britain, but also other countries have no historical records of the Dark Ages, and from the beginning of records, wizards have been holding magic wands and using modern spells."
There is no clear record of the Dark Ages in any of the books that Aini has read. Even if it is mentioned, it is only a few fragments. Many things seem to have been deliberately erased. This is true for every country and every region. "Yes, although we don't know why ancient magic was extinguished, as far as I know, every wizard who was lucky, or unlucky, to have the opportunity to restore ancient magic died in an accident, and no one was spared."<
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Dumbledore looked serious, but he was quickly defeated by Tom's bite. The cat became very interested in the long silver beard on old Dumbledore's head.
"Okay." Aini agreed simply and neatly. Even Voldemort didn't dare to touch such a terrifying thing. Without complete assurance, Aini would not be an iron-headed boy.
"The origin of magic cannot be verified now, but Nico and I both believe that at least a thousand years ago, Merlin, or some legendary wizard hidden in history."
The white wizard's tone became deeper, and Aini even heard a bit of reverence from it, speaking word by word.