The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

"It's the blood of redemption." Seeing the doubt and resistance in Bill's eyes, Aini explained.After all, as the easiest life-sustaining potion to obtain in the magic world, the blood of unicorns is really famous.

Famous for its powerful effects, there is also a cruel curse that cannot be removed. Although the curse on his body absorbs his vitality all the time, compared with the consequences of drinking the blood of a unicorn, Bill said that there is an extra one on the back of his hand. Just the eyes, it still looks pretty cool.

"Blood of redemption? The blood voluntarily donated by unicorns?" Bill looked at the vial in amazement. After examining it carefully, he also saw the faint golden light shining through the deep silver.

Redeeming blood is extremely rare, and there are few wizards who can command the wholehearted trust of unicorns and make them grateful.

Although the liquid in front of him was basically consistent with the description in the literature, but Bill had never seen the real thing, so it was naturally difficult for him to be 100% sure of his judgment.

So he turned around decisively and sat on the chair, shaking the back of his hand to Aini and said, "Come on, brother, it's all up to you."

After speaking, he acted as if he was at your mercy. Although he didn't know much about the blood of redemption, he believed in Aini and knew that Aini took care of pregnant unicorns in the Forbidden Forest every night. gift.

Seeing this, Aini's face is also full of smiles, gaining the trust of others is also a happy thing.

I didn't make much preparations. To be precise, although the ability of the blood of redemption to extend life has declined, it is still a first-class healing potion, and it has an extremely significant purification effect. It is the best choice to lift the curse.

He didn't pay attention to the eyes on Bill's hand, it was just a derivative of the curse, so don't worry about it.Ernie draws a drop of redemptive blood into Bill's eye socket.

Pale golden ripples spread out like water waves, and the strange lines around the eyes disappeared like Tang Woxue when they came into contact with them.

After that, Kazilan's big eye also popped, like a bursting bubble, and there was no trace of it anymore.

Bill's face became ruddy visible to the naked eye, and when he touched the back of his hand, there was nothing abnormal at all, and he even felt that his body was smoother than before he was cursed.

"Thank you, Ernie." Bill took a deep look at Ernie, he knew how troublesome the curse on him was, and even Dumbledore couldn't solve it.Also know how rare and precious the blood of redemption is.

But the children of the Weasley family didn't seem to be very good at expressing their emotions positively. Bill didn't say much, 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 don't know how to give, once they drink the blood of redemption, the consequences will be more tragic than the blood of curse.

But Ernie also believed that for the eldest Weasley, the blood of redemption would have little to no side effects.

Not used to being looked at by a man "with tenderness", 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 troubles have been resolved. I heard that you have been looking for me these days. I just have something to talk to you about."

After Dumbledore finished visiting Bill, the two came to the principal's office on the eighth floor together.

As usual, he said hello to the previous bosses in the picture frame, and Aini hugged Fox, who had swooped over, into his arms.

"Baby, you look exhausted." Aini glanced at the bad old man with some dissatisfaction.

The strong magic power surged on the Phoenix, indicating that in this round of life, Fox's accumulation has reached its peak. After a short time, the Phoenix's life essence will quickly condense, and the appearance will become old.

But for Phoenix, the next step is not death, but the sublimation of life.

But even this mind-blowing magic can't hide its exhaustion.

Aini was a little upset that Dumbledore had to let it consume mana during the final accumulation stage of Fox. He really liked these lovely creatures who trusted him.

"Haha, there will be no problem with Fox, you forgot something in my hand." Dumbledore explained with a smile, the old man blinked playfully again, took out a red crystal and threw it at Aini.

"The Sorcerer's Stone!" Aini hugged Fox, and hurriedly caught the flying stone.

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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?

Aini believed that even if the old headmaster threw ten glasses, he would be able to catch them with his reaction speed, but the Philosopher's Stone disturbed him.

This is a supreme fetish that can change fate, and now he is just a little wizard who is still fulfilling his talent, it is really difficult to maintain a normal mind.

Fox put his little head on the Sorcerer's Stone, and soon became full of energy.

This made Aini a little ashamed. Dumbledore was originally Fox's contractor, and even if he didn't have the backup to help Phoenix recover, he was not qualified to comment.

"Sorry, Professor Dumbledore." Aini apologized solemnly to the old man.

Dumbledore waved his hand indifferently, and was not angry because of Aini's rudeness. On the contrary, he was very happy. He had planned to entrust Fox to Aini before he started another expedition, believing that he would treat him well old buddy.

"That's good, Ernie. I think it's a virtue to be able to care for others, or other partners. I'm starting to envy Newt, why I don't have such a successor."

Dumbledore was not lying. After the mistake that year, Ariana died, and neither he nor his younger brother Aberforth had any descendants.

When I was young, I didn't feel sorry, but as I got older, I still felt sorry when I thought that the ancient Dumbledore family would cut off the inheritance from my generation.

"No, Albus." Aini carried Fox and walked to the old man, "The whole of England is your descendant."

"Of course it includes me. After all, both Newt and Minerva are your students, aren't they?"

Hearing this, the old man laughed happily, and then felt a little guilty. After all, the quality of teaching at Hogwarts has been declining year by year in the past 30 years, which is inseparable from his indulgence and schemes.

But when his eyes shifted to Tom who was released by Ernie, Dumbledore became happy again, and the picture of cats splitting legs and Quirrell opening his mouth appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

After the old man regained his calm, 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 is the essence of magic?"

"I always thought it was the use of magic power, but..." Aini'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 magic power to change the world." Dumbledore waved his hand, and scene after scene was staged around him.

Before the cross, the priest lit the firewood for the execution. When the flames rose, only the ropes that bound 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.

But with the consumption of mana, the wizard who was trapped in the fire by the rushed paladin also lost control of the flame, screaming and being burned to death.

Under the blazing sun, the wheat seedlings stood listlessly in the field, and the dry riverbed could be seen in the distance. A wizard waved a thick wand of his height, and soon the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it rained heavily.

But it didn't take long, 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 a human head from his pocket and hung it on the outer fence.

But after a burst of low-pitched singing, a huge fireball fell from the sky and slammed into the center of the camp. For a brief moment, the sudden light dispelled the darkness. After a huge explosion, the goblin's camp was reduced to scorched earth.

The wizards in the scene fight each other, with giants, with goblins, with other magical creatures of various kinds, or with humans.

Or resisting various disasters, floods, droughts, landslides, tsunamis...

The only thing they have in common is that those spells are powerful and costly, and even a single spell can drain the caster dry.

"This is ancient magic." Dumbledore's explanation sounded at the right time, "A powerful ancient wizard can even incarnate natural disasters and destroy the creatures in an area. Or resist disasters and keep one side safe."

"But the consumption of ancient magic is also huge, and it is difficult to control, causing some wizards to be destroyed by their own magic. And because of the abuse of magic, it has caused great damage to the world."

Dumbledore waved his hand to hide the demonstration screen, and Aini expressed his doubts in his heart. Even if ancient magic is difficult to master, there will always be people who find it difficult to abandon the powerful power of ancient magic. Why is the inheritance broken until now.

"The entire wizarding world is missing the record of an era, Ernie."

"I know that not only Britain, but also other countries have no historical records of the Dark Ages, and since the records began, wizards have been using modern spells with wands."

In any book that Aini has read, there is no clear record of the Dark Ages, and even if it is mentioned, it is only sporadic. Many things seem to have been deliberately erased, and this is the case in every country and every region.

"That's right, although we don't know why the ancient magic disappeared, but as far as I know, every wizard who was lucky or unfortunate to have the opportunity to restore the ancient magic all died in accidents, and no one was spared."

Dumbledore's face was serious, but he was quickly defeated by Tom's bite. Maomao became very interested in the long silver beard on Old Deng's head.

"Okay." Aini agreed straightforwardly. Even Voldemort didn't dare to touch such a horrible thing. Without complete assurance, Aini would not be an iron boy.

"Now the origin of magic cannot be verified, but Nicole and I both believe that at least 1000 years ago, Merlin, or some legendary wizard hidden in history."

The tone of the white wizard became low, and Aini even heard a bit of reverence from it, and said word by word.

"He made a contract—"

"And the world we live in."