From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

"So, is the blood curse on Elsiona also the same?" Xiwen frowned and fell into thinking.

Dumbledore shook his head slightly and said to Sivan: "If you are talking about the blood curse of the Greengrass family, it is probably different from the blood curse on Nagini."

"In fact, blood curse is just a unified name for those curses imposed on blood, which can also be divided into many types. This kind of curse is a very complicated type of magic."

"So what will happen to Elsiona's blood curse in the end?" Xiwen asked worriedly.

"Xiwen, unfortunately, I am not an expert in this field." Dumbledore sighed and said softly. "If Professor Enriquez can't help you answer this question, then I can't think of anyone who can be better."

All in all."

After Xiwen heard Dumbledore's words, he collapsed listlessly on Dumbledore's big sofa, feeling quite depressed.

"But don't worry too much, we are already studying the blood curse issue." Dumbledore smiled at Sivan and comforted him. "Everything will be fine."

"I hope so." Xiwen nodded lightly.

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The next day is the first weekend after school starts.

Sivan still maintained his past habit of going to Nick Flamel's safe house to learn alchemy from him.

"You seem a little unhappy?" Flamel saw at a glance that Xiwen's mood was not right and asked him.

"Well, I'm a little worried about a friend." Xiwen forced a smile and said to Flamel.

"If you are willing, you can talk to us two old guys." Mrs. Flamel came over and smiled kindly at Xiwen. "We have lived for so long and have seen a lot of things. Maybe we can

How can I help you?"

"It would be great if you two could give us some advice!" Xiwen's mood improved a little. After thinking for a while, he said to the two old men. "A friend of mine has a very powerful blood curse inherited in his family. Nowadays,

It seems to be manifesting itself in her body. Even Dumbledore can't do anything about this curse."

"Oh? If even Dumbledore can't do anything, are you talking about the blood curse of the Greengrass family?" Flamel glanced at Sivan and asked.

"Huh?" Xiwen looked at Flamel and asked in surprise. "It is indeed the blood curse of the Greengrass family. How did you guess it based on such a little information?"

"After all, it is a powerful blood curse called the 'Curse of Death'. You may not know how well-known this blood curse is in the blood magic circle." Flamel said. "Its status in blood magic is equivalent to that of Grimm.

DeVoe's status in the wizarding world is the same."

"Is it really... so powerful?" Xiwen was stunned.

"In the past six hundred years, I have wanted to learn something new from time to time, and of course I have had some understanding of blood magic." Flamel nodded slightly and said to Xiwen. "The blood spell of the Greengrass family can be used

It’s an example, and it appeared even earlier than the year I was born.”

"At that time, countless generations of blood magic experts were invited by the Greengrass family to solve the problem of blood curses, but those famous experts all did nothing and retreated. This also made the Greengrass family's blood curses illustrious.

Reputation.”

"I think they don't want their family to become famous because of this incident." Xiwen sighed.

"Yes, no family would want to be famous like this." Flamel sighed. "But since there is no way to deal with this blood curse, it is better to make it more famous, maybe it can attract

More capable wizards will come to help them solve their problems."

"Unfortunately, after generation after generation, this curse carved into the bone marrow has shattered the confidence of many bloodline magic experts. Later, it gradually became known as the 'Curse of Death'. The blood of the Greengrass family

It has gradually become a consensus within the circle that the curse cannot be broken."

"So is there really no solution?" Xiwen frowned tightly and asked in a deep voice.

"At present, it seems that there is no way to completely break the blood curse, but there is no problem in alleviating the symptoms of the blood curse." Flamel said. "When you return to Hogwarts, you can ask the little guy who inherited the blood curse to write a letter

Go back to your family and ask, they should have complete mitigation measures in place."

"Okay, cheer up, don't worry so much yet!" Flamel patted Xiwen's shoulder hard, and a "kacha" sound came from his bones.

"Um, your hand..." Xiwen's attention was immediately diverted and he looked at Flamel's hand awkwardly.

"Small problem." With a heart-wrenching voice, Flamel skillfully moved his hand bone to the correct position. "Don't worry about it yet, you know? According to the tradition of the Greengrass family, do a good job in alleviating the symptoms of the blood curse.

, I can live a stable life for at least ten more years."

"Maybe one day in the future, a solution will appear out of nowhere!"

Xiwen also cheered up and nodded heavily.

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That night, after returning to Hogwarts, Sivan immediately stopped Elsiona, who was still a little lost, in the common room, comforted her and wrote home to ask about how to relieve the blood curse.

After watching her send the letter, Xiwen felt relieved.

After sending Elsiona back to go to bed early, Sivan suddenly remembered the difficult task Dumbledore had given him - to make friends with Riddle!

He thought for a moment, silently walked to the door of the boys' dormitory of Slytherin's first-year students, and knocked politely.

"Is anyone here?" Xiwen asked.

"No one...ah no, no. Wait a minute!" A rough voice came from inside.

"What's going on in there..." Xiwen twitched the corner of his mouth and directly opened the door with the unlocking spell.

The furnishings in this dormitory are similar to Xiwen's room.

A green chandelier hangs from the ceiling of the room, and four beds are arranged on both sides. Facing the bedroom door is a fireplace that is not burning in late summer. Behind the fireplace are tall windows and the dim black lake.

Now there are two little Slytherin wizards in the room. One of them is a rough-looking Strange, and the other is a thin little wizard. Sivan has no impression of his name. They don't know.

Knowing that he was doing something shameful, his expression became very stiff when he saw Xiwen coming in.

As soon as Xiwen pushed the door open, Strange subconsciously put his hands behind his back, looked at him awkwardly and asked, "Rozier, why are you here?"

"Let me see how your life is going. Are you still adapting to life at Hogwarts?" Xiwen raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the two of them with a half-smile.

"Our campus life is quite good. Thank you, senior, for your concern." Another thin little wizard seemed to be afraid that Strange would say the wrong thing, so he quickly picked up the conversation and replied to Xiwen.

"What's your name?" Xiwen looked at the thin little wizard and asked.

"Avery, my name is Pablo Avery." said the skinny little wizard.

"It turns out they are from the Everly family." Xiwen smiled friendly.

However, the next moment, his expression darkened, putting heavy pressure on Strange and Avery.

He slowly took a few steps forward, and the two little wizards who were oppressed unconsciously stepped back.

"Can you show me what you have in your hands?"

Xiwen stared at the two of them and said word by word.

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