Harry Potter's Bastard

Solim's face turned ugly.

"It's well known to you and the Richie family, but at the end of the day, it's just a matter of family dignity that they want to kill you - you kill their heir, and then they kill back, it's just a simple act of revenge. But if your talent for soul magic is revealed—it's a certainty, it's just a matter of time. "

Cheedo paused and continued: "But once your situation is revealed, it will not only be the Richie family, but also other families involved, and they will do their best to eradicate you! Because this is a matter of interests, hatred or something, in the eyes of a family like ours with a long heritage, it is nothing, but the interests of the family-this is the most important thing for human life! And the appearance of a wizard with a talent for soul magic will shake the interests of all families!"

Solim bit his lower lip and asked with some irritation, "It's just some kind of magical talent, as for making it like this?"

Cheeto seemed to be annoyed by Solim, and sat down on the desk in front of Solim, and crossed his legs.

"In that case, I'll tell you the story of the last soul wizard. "

Solim seemed to finally react at this point, casting a spell to prevent eavesdropping, and then signaling for Cheetos to continue.

"Our Selwyn position has always been very secure, what do you think is the reason for that?" Cheedo asked first.

"The number of archwizards?"

"That's only part of the reason. Cheeto said, "The main reason is 'that person.'" "

In Cheetos' capacity, the "man" he was referring to would certainly not be Voldemort.

"It's a card ......"

"Shhh

"Don't just say the name of that person, he can feel it!"

"It's a familiar feeling. Solim looked weird.

"This is the application of soul magic - a name that the wizard himself believes in, that name refers to his soul, and the spellcaster can cast a spell on the name that points to his soul, thus turning the name itself into a spell, and any creature with magical powers can perceive it as long as it pronounces it correctly. "

"I see. Solim nodded, "And did the other 'man' do the same thing, or just because of the rumors of ordinary wizards?"

"I haven't met the Gaunt kid, but it's supposed to be the same means. Cheedo pulled the topic back: "That ancestor of ours is a wizard who specializes in soul magic, otherwise why do you think our Selwyn has always been in a strong position?"

If a wizard is lucky enough to become a great wizard, most of them will choose to take the path to immortality if conditions permit. The soul of the great wizard is no longer aging, and the soul of the immortal wizard can recover itself, but in the face of a wizard who is proficient in soul magic, these soul particularities will no longer exist, which is obviously not good news for the big family.

Come to think of it, his family has spent a lot of time and resources to cultivate a group of great wizards, and even a few immortals, but they have all become soft-footed shrimp in front of a wizard who is proficient in soul magic...... This kind of thing is obviously unacceptable, especially if this wizard who is proficient in soul magic does not belong to his own family.

It is conceivable that once the news of a certain wizard's talent for soul magic leaks out, what awaits him, even if he has a powerful family behind him, it may not be able to save him. The thought of living in hiding in the future, or even being "protected" in Selwyn Castle, gave Solim goosebumps.

"Our great ancestor was protected on the island of Neasto until he excelled in soul magic. But even though he has been protected in Selwyn Castle, he still can't completely eliminate the malice from the outside world - at that time, the shit of the Richie family united several families and infiltrated Selwyn Castle with their vassal clowns with the help of the moles......"

Solim's mouth opened wide.

"Although they didn't succeed, they made our great ancestor hold a grudge, otherwise why would we have been at odds with that shit family?"

Good fellow, so the roots are here—Solim sniffed.

That was centuries ago, and sometimes it's not a good thing to live too long. This hatred has lasted for centuries, and this is a real "feud" in every sense of the word. In Solim's father, grandfather, great-grandfather, great-grandfather...... It happened before they were born and has continued to do so. If it weren't for the fact that the Richie family was also a contract family, and the background was deep enough, Solim dared to say that they would have disappeared into history long ago.

"Since the magic in this book judges that you have a gift for soul magic, then you can't be wrong. Cheetos couldn't hide the excitement in his tone, "Your future achievements are limitless!"

Compared to Cheetos, Solim was less excited.

"So, when are you going to tell the old man in the family, or the old ancestor you told us directly?"

Cheetos suddenly fell silent.

"Oh, it doesn't have to be. Solim waved his hand, "It's impossible for you to hide your news from me from the people in the castle, we all know that. They may or may not have explained something to you, but you can't escape it anyway, so ......"

"I can hide," Cheedo said, "I've already dodged once." "

"But you can't be a generation...... Well, keep hiding. Solim scratched his face, "You can go back tonight and tell our great elder about me, and if you can, tell him someone." "

Cheedo stared at Solim, "Did you know that by doing so, you're giving yourself over? you'll be restricted from your range of movement, and they won't allow you to leave the castle for half a step until you can protect yourself." "

"Do you think it makes sense to do that?" Solim pulled the corners of his mouth, "If only that great ancestor knew about this, with his means and help, I might be able to hide it for a while, but if I was on my own, once the news leaked, the consequences might not be so good." "

At Solim's persuasion, Cheedo returned to Selwyn Castle overnight, and early the next morning brought him a message that he would return to Selwyn Castle immediately, and that the great Cadmus would talk to him alone.