Not finding anything, Scrimgeour continued to observe his surroundings. There was nothing wrong with the small table next to the wall and the picture frame on the table. In the picture frame, a distant relative of his, Brutus Scrimgeour, had his eyes closed as if he was resting in the picture frame. Scrimgeour's pupils dilated in shock. Although the author of "The Batter's Bible" often closed his eyes listlessly, and Scrimgeour did not like noise and did not allow the portraits to speak freely, the experienced Aura could tell at a glance that his distant relative was under the influence of a coma spell.
After confirming that the anomaly was an intruder, Scrimgeour was not as reckless as he usually was. He immediately wanted to cast Phantom Shift to escape, but he found that the spell had failed. Realizing that the intruder had come prepared, he immediately used his wand to cover himself with Iron Armour, and then he was about to call for backup.
However, a series of rapid clattering noises approached him from behind. Just as he was turning around, he saw the shadow of the huge inhuman monster on the ground, and the Iron Armor Shield that he had cast earlier was destroyed.
Before the shield could completely collapse, a strong light flashed, and his arms were pressed to his sides, his legs were straightened, and his whole body became stiff almost without delay. He swayed a few times on the spot, and then fell to the ground with a plop. He looked as hard as a wooden board.
At this moment, Scrimgeour's upper and lower gums were locked together, unable to speak. Only his eyes were moving about, clearly seeing who this large attacker was. Blood began to flow from the back of his head due to the broken skin.
On the floating city.
"Allen, why did you take out your sword? Be careful, don't make yourself bleed … "
"Hermione … before making this Christmas present …" Allen's feet rubbed on the ground a few times, and his eyes rolled. He looked up at Hermione who was smiling. "I have something to tell you, Hermione. I don't want to hide it from you."
"What present? What's the matter? Why are you so serious? "Hermione stared at Allen curiously." Did you really drink the cola? Do you want to punish yourself with a knife? "
"Uh … I did drink it … Wait, I'm not talking about that …" Allen was led astray by Hermione, and he rubbed the scalpel on the back of his magic robe uncomfortably. "Didn't you say a few days ago that Luna had gained weight …"
"I knew it." Hermione saw Allen's magnanimous tone and waved her hand. "You think I don't know? Of course, I know that you guys have been drinking it behind my back, or she wouldn't have gained weight. "
"Let's not talk about the cola first …" Allen saw that Aura was not using the usual way again, and was a little bit embarrassed... but he chose his words and said in a low voice, "She did gain weight … But it's not because of cola, she's just like my mother …"
"Just like Morgan-le-Feil … Uh?" Hermione moved her gaze from the badge to Allen's face, and finally noticed that something was wrong with Allen's words. She suddenly felt as if someone had cast a Petrification Spell on her, and even her tongue seemed to have frozen. She asked in a hurry, "Allen, what do you mean? Luna has a child? "
Allen nodded.
"Allen, you're committing a crime! Uh, I mean! She's not even seventeen years old, and according to the wizard's standards, she's still underage! You're the headmaster … "Hermione exclaimed. She had never thought of the possibility of breaking the school rules, and then she calmed down for a long time before she calmed herself down.
The joy on Hermione's face disappeared, and she pulled a long face. She bit her lip, and all that was left was dullness and helplessness. A sense of helplessness rose from the bottom of her heart. Allen and Luna already had their second child, and their connection seemed to be deeper than anything else.
"Actually, in reality, Luna is already more than a thousand years old." Alan scratched his head, but then he felt that he should not continue to discuss this topic, so he held the knife out of his robe again, and then after a while, he ruthlessly cut a small wound with the blade of the knife.
Hermione, who was still grieving, saw Allen's' self-mutilation 'and exclaimed, "Allen, what are you doing?!"
"Si ha …" Allen, the Ravenclaw, cried out softly due to the pain. He did not answer, but instead reached his hand out to Hermione.
At this time, bright red blood began to gush out from the small cut, and it was imprinted in Hermione's eyes.
"Blood oath …"
Hermione finally understood, and her heart beat faster. She murmured, and all kinds of information about blood oath that she had read before appeared in her mind. Some countries would call it a blood oath or a blood pact, but the essence was that two people who were close to each other could make a blood oath through the mixing of blood. This kind of bond would allow two people to have a closer bond than twin siblings. Many like-minded or loving wizards would make this kind of pact when they felt that a normal relationship could not express their feelings for each other.
As long as it was not broken, the two people who made the blood oath would not be able to attack each other, and they would be able to know each other's status and whereabouts at any time through this thing. Most of the ordinary wizards did not cast this spell when they got married like Albert and Hibiscus Chinensis, so the blood oath was often seen as a symbol of the love between two people.
Hermione, who had been envious of this thing for a long time when she saw Albert's engagement when she was in the fourth grade, stared at the bright red blood on Allen's pale palm without blinking, and a throbbing feeling surged in her heart as if a hole had been pried open in the fortress in her heart.
Looking at Alan's injured palm and his eyes that were staring at her without saying anything, Hermione pondered over it again and again. After a moment of silence, she took a deep breath and said to herself in the bottom of her heart, "I already have Helena anyway …"
Then, Hermione reached out and took the knife, and cut open her palm without hesitation. The deep and long wound immediately let blood gush out, reflecting reddish-brown light spots under the sunlight. It looked like sparks, and it was flickering in the center of her eyes.
Hermione's eyes were fixed on Allen's raised palm, and she walked closer to Allen. She raised her bleeding palm and touched Allen's hand, and their fingers curled and interlocked.
Two bright red blood beads flew out from each other's palms, entangling and fusing into one in mid-air, gradually turning into a badge. Its style was similar to Hermione's "vomit" badge, and it shone with a red and gold light under the sunlight. In the middle of the badge was a crystal bottle, and the blood that had fused into one was stored in this bottle. As it shook, the blood that was almost red and amber flashed like a stream of light.
The blood oath was completed.
The suspended badge slowly fell into Hermione's white and slender palm, and Hermione's fingers gently stroked it. It was indeed not as exquisite and beautiful as Hibiscus Chinensis's and Albert's badges with the mark of omniscience. Although its appearance was a little regrettable, Hermione seemed to be unable to get enough of it, and she held it in her palm like it was a treasure.
"I didn't expect that in the end … you would give me an early Christmas present." Hermione did not give Allen a chance, and she pinned the badge on her collar. "Do the two of them have one too?"
"Now, my blood oath is only the one in your hand …" Allen's tone was gentle with a hint of flattery. This scumbag saw that Hermione had finally calmed down, and did not want to agitate her, so he played a word game and avoided the key word of the question.
Allen and Luna's blood oath had been used in her resurrection ceremony, and now, only the one in Hermione's hand still existed.
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