The Rise of Malfoy at Hogwarts

Armand lying on the ground was motionless, apparently in a coma, and the black energy slowly dissipated from him, leaving only the Patriarch's ring on his left index finger still flashing with weird black lights.

This battle was quite difficult, but Xie Lin also gained a lot. What the other party said is also a character who is proficient in ancient black magic and has reached the level of a quasi-magister—

Even if it is limited by Draco's body and unable to exert his maximum strength, even if he is merciful because he wants to win himself, but he can rely on the layout, strategy and the killer at the bottom of the box to defeat the opponent, gaining more than actual combat experience. , Also gave Schelling a deeper understanding of his actual combat power.

He believes that even if he encounters Voldemort in his heyday, or other great magisters, although he is still likely to lose, he should be able to survive a few tricks, and even cause some trouble for the other party. .

What's more, there is actually a lot of time before the turbulent times come. At that time, I am afraid that I still have a lot of room for growth.

Schelling came to Draco, leaned down and stabs Draco's palm with his magic wand. A slight wound appeared on his palm. Schelling used his wand to pick out a blood drop from the wound and manipulated it. Floating in the air with a drop of blood, it was put into a special container.

As soon as Schelling put the container and wand away, Draco's eyelashes moved lightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, revealing a somewhat confused look. Well, his pupils are gray, not scary red anymore. When he saw Schelling with a caring look on his face, he suddenly showed a very complicated look.

"Schelin..." Draco sat up on the ground, hesitated for a long time, and finally said with a trembling voice, "I'm sorry..."

"My stupid brother!" Xie Lin smiled, "What did you say, remember? We are brothers!"

Draco pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't say it. He shook his head, took the Patriarch's ring off, and put it into Schelling's hand. "You should hold this thing. You are the most suitable next Patriarch!"

Schelling smiled, looked directly into Draco's eyes, and said softly, "You and father, I think too much."

"I have ambitions, I have ideals, but the position of the head of the family has never been in my calculations," Xie Lin said lightly, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing, "The world I want, The family can’t give it back to me... Don’t worry! You can safely inherit the position of Patriarch, and as your younger brother, I will do my best to support you and maintain your majesty and status in the family. I can also assure you now, Although our philosophy is different, I think that at the end of the two different routes, we can create new brilliance for the family."

"I promise you that I will not do anything that harms your interests, nor will I do anything that harms the interests of the family," Schelling looked directly into Draco's eyes and said solemnly: "As long as you and your father agree I, don’t be an enemy of me. In this world, besides my family, there are many people and things that I cherish. They are my bottom line. Whoever hurts them will be regarded as my enemy!"

Draco fell into silence. He shook his head first, then nodded, and experienced the nightmare of being almost taken over by his ancestors. Many of his original views of the family have also changed.

"As long as you can understand this, based on this, I think I can make you more at ease..." Xie Lin said.

Draco's eyes lit up slightly, "What do you do then?"

Xie Lin slowly said, "Brothers!"

"The brotherhood is a highly binding magical contract like the unbreakable oath. We each have a drop of blood and fuse together. From then on, we will never be able to harm each other anymore. That is to say, you can continue to maintain the family in your own way. Glory, and I can pursue my ideals with peace of mind. In the process, we will all be bound by magic and cannot fight each other, so we no longer have to worry about the drama of a brotherly decisive battle between us, and you don’t have to be because of it. And eager for quick success to practice black magic to pursue power..."

Draco nodded without hesitation, and said, "Okay."

Of course, Schelling actually has reservations in what he said. What he didn't say is that the effect of the brotherhood is that "you cannot use magic to hurt each other." What can hurt people in this world is not just magic.

Before Schelling crossed, only the first two Fantastic Beasts movies were released. Although he had chatted with Rowling, who wrote the script several times, he did not know much more than other readers except for the inside story of some other magic schools. So he only knew that Dumbledore was unable to fight Grindelwald due to the Blood League in the early days of the Saints Uprising, but he didn't know how Dumbledore eventually cracked the Blood League and defeated the latter in 1945.

Could it be that the so-called battle of the century between the two was actually a hand-to-hand fight? Melee wizard?

As if a little farther away, Xie Lin hurriedly withdrew his thoughts and drew out his magic wand.

Schelling tapped the palms of the two with a magic wand, and the two small red blood beads hovered into each other, slowly rising into the air, and finally melted in mid-air, turning into a beautifully-shaped container, which looked like a diamond pendant with inlays in the middle. A round bead.

"It's done," Schelling put the container into the suitcase space, looked at Draco who was hesitant, and said: "What's wrong? Don't worry, this blood alliance container cannot be easily destroyed, and if it is forcibly destroyed As for the Patriarch’s Ring, you can take it back. After all, it’s something your father has entrusted to you, and it’s not easy to transfer it to others at will. Anyway, that guy Almand was hit hard by me and wanted to rebuild enough strength. I'm afraid it will take several more centuries to win the house."

"No, I absolutely believe in you, what I want to say is not this..." Draco shook his head, "Actually...I will be robbed, not because I want to compete with you for the position of Patriarch—"

"Indeed, I am jealous of your talent, I envy you that you can easily receive the attention of your parents, and I long for your kind of admiration and support by thousands of people, but these can only be regarded as the fuse at most, the real reason— "

"Okay! Stop it!" Schelling interrupted Draco. "There are some things that don't need to be said—"

Xie Lin's eyes were shining, and he whispered: "I promise you, I will cherish her."

Della Subject was stunned, and at the same time a bit of bitterness floated in his heart. Without saying anything, Schelling already knew everything. Is the gap between the two really that big?

Draco nodded, but couldn't help but sighed, "I really envy you, brother..."

"Envy?" Xie Lin smiled and said: "As long as you observe the world with your heart, you will know how happy you are—"

"Muggles live in a muddle-headed life every day, struggling for school, work, family, and running around, but what they try hard to get, maybe we can do it with a simple transfiguration... The dumb gunners are even more painful, knowing the existence of magic, but they can only see it from a distance... Muggle wizards seem to have been rewarded by heaven on the face, and can enter the magical world, but they will start looking for it after graduation. Worrying about work, running for a living..."

"As for us, both of us were born pure-blooded nobles. Perhaps we were born to bear the responsibility and glory of the family, but at the same time, we have also obtained the abundant resources of the family, allowing us to omit those people just mentioned. At the same time, it puts us on new shackles."

"It’s rare for people to come into this world, so they should live voluntarily and bravely to live out of themselves, instead of caring about others’ perspectives and comparing themselves with others meaninglessly... Look at Potter and Wesley, though They have no father and no mother, and the other has to tighten their belts to live, but they never devalue themselves because of this..."

Draco nodded, but shook his head again. He seemed to have grasped something faintly, but felt vague. He said, "You mean... everyone has their own destiny?"

Xie Lin couldn't help but smile, "Don't use such mysterious words as fate, let's put it this way, everyone should have their own purpose of survival, can find their own position in this world, and work hard to fulfill their own responsibilities. , It is worthwhile for us to come to this world and live once."

Seeing Draco's hesitant expression, Schelling said: "Don't ask me what you should do, what is the meaning of your existence, the answer to this question should be pursued by yourself."

"So..." Draco seemed to have made up some kind of determination, "What about you? What is your mission? Since the position of the Patriarch is a dispensable existence in your eyes, it is obvious that to become Minister of Magic, or to rule The magic world will not be your goal, what are you pursuing?"

Schelling smiled without answering, but instead said: "Draco, maybe you can’t believe that this world is actually not as simple as we imagined. Each of us will rely on our own knowledge and understanding, and be bound by these things. These things are also called reality. Knowledge and cognition are very ambiguous things, and the reality we are thinking of may be nothing more than an illusion—"

"There is a kind of Juncao that is born at sunrise and dies at sunset. I don't know the night and dawn for my whole life; the chillies are born in spring and die in summer. I don't know that there will be autumn and winter in my life. Muggles have been mediocre for decades, maybe Rich, and perhaps powerful, but never knew the existence of magic, wizards, and truth..."

"So, why don't we wizards live in the reality we imagined?"

"We wizards claim to be the most powerful being, are they too arrogant?"

"Yes, we have put down the fairies' rebellion several times, but why have we never been able to grasp the secrets of their metal forging?"

"Yes, house elves are obedient to us. Without our wizard's orders, they can't even leave the house where they are trapped. How do they multiply?" (This refers to each family Only one house elf, such as Malfoy, Crouch, and Black, is common sense in the wizarding world, so Draco can understand it)

"Whether they are fairies or house elves, they are not allowed to hold magic wands, nor do they have any way of passing on knowledge like Hogwarts. Then where did their spells come from? What about?"

"We learned in the astronomy class that the earth we live in is only a drop in the sea of ​​stars. So is there any existence on other planets stronger than wizards?"

"I have studied space magic. Outside of the space we are in, it is actually connected to a chaotic state of emptiness. So what is the other end of the emptiness? Could it actually be the space we are in? , Is just one of many dimensions? Will those so-called alien dimensions have more power than magic?"

"In my opinion, whether it is the so-called wizard supremacy of Grindelwald or the pure blood supremacy advocated by the Dark Lord, it is just based on their own perception... and I—"

Xie Lin's eyes flashed with a sharp light, "The way I have to go is nothing more than to break these illusions of the wizards..."

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