Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

Wenda calmly replied, "I don't have that kind of power."

"But the saints have."

"I think they're not all dead yet," Witt said loudly.

“So what?” Wenda said coldly. “I would rather destroy myself than let anyone tarnish the saint’s name.”

"What if I offer payment?"

Witt smiled and took the Blood Oath out of his pocket, confident that Vinda would recognize it.

"Blood Oath." For the first time since being summoned, Wenda's expression changed, and she asked anxiously.

How did you get this?

If the Blood Alliance hadn't been destroyed, Dumbledore wouldn't have been able to deal with Grindelwald, and Grindelwald might not have failed.

Although the blood oath represented painful memories for Wenda, she still deeply hoped that the blood oath could continue to exist.

"Don't worry about that." Witt casually tossed the blood oath to the other party: "Try to verify it. I believe you can sense the magic that belongs to Grindelwald."

Witt's intention in bringing up the Blood Alliance was simple: after the Serpent Demon bloodline advanced, he no longer needed this thing.

Moreover, this thing is a hot potato.

Witt would rather Dumbledore discover the Resurrection Stone than the Blood Oath.

Dumbledore would at most borrow the former and return it to him afterward, while Dumbledore would most likely send the latter to Nurmengard to keep Grindelwald company.

In addition, the Blood Alliance requires charging for half a month before it can be used once, and its coordinates will be exposed to Dumbledore every time it is used.

It's both troublesome and inconvenient to use.

It would be better to make a deal with the Blood Alliance and Wenda to acquire the power of the Saints and Grindelwald, and let it play its last role.

Wenda accepted the blood oath with both hands, carefully checked it, and then returned it to Witte.

As a summoned creature, she cannot disobey Witte's orders; without Witte's consent, she cannot take this blood pact with her.

“I can help you,” Wenda said with a sigh, “but I’m not sure how many saints are still alive, or if they are still willing to fight.”

“I can’t force them.”

“Then go find Grindelwald,” Witt said calmly. “Tell him about the Blood Oath, but keep my existence a secret. Once the Lestrange family is dealt with, I will return the Blood Oath to him.”

"The newly formed blood oath possesses magic completely different from the previous one, and there is no longer any risk of destruction."

"Just by killing a few people, a few strangers, we can regain the Blood Alliance. Is there any better deal in the world?"

Wenda fell silent.

After a long silence, she gritted her teeth and said, "I promise you."

"make a deal."

Witt extended his hand and shook hands with Vinda.

“Mr. Rozier, could you please get your house key? We need to take Ms. Wenda to France, which is closer to Nurmengard.”

“That’s Grindelwald,” Rozier warned. “Aren’t you afraid he’ll find out about all this scheming against you?”

"What am I afraid of?"

Witt retorted, "He doesn't know it's me, and after Vinda completes his mission, he will disband and return to the Underworld. I can summon him again when needed. Let Grindelwald chase after me if he dares."

That's a joke. Witte summons the dead directly from the underworld. Vinda doesn't need to come back at all. He just needs to dismiss them each time and then summon them again.

Even if Grindelwald is incredibly capable, can he really trace the deceased's territory?

“Mr. Rozier,” Witt suddenly asked, “you’re not also a saint, are you planning to betray me?”

"You little brat, you're starting to doubt me? I've poured my whole life's work into you. I'd never betray you, no matter who else I betray."

Rozier said indignantly, "Speaking of which, I haven't even held you accountable for betraying me before."

"Do you know that Dumbledore chased me for several blocks and across several countries?"

"Five countries, do you even understand what five countries are?"

"If I didn't have some skills, I would have been captured and fed to scorpions in Ekostag Prison by now."

"If you don't give me an explanation for this, I'm not done with you."

When Werther didn't mention betrayal, Rosier didn't even think about it. But as soon as the word "betrayal" came up, Rosier recalled his past experience of being hunted down by Dumbledore, a truly heartbreaking ordeal.

For the first time in his life, Rozier realized the true value of the title "the world's strongest white wizard."

Despite having a clear advantage in all aspects of information, he was still nearly driven to the brink of despair by Dumbledore, and every choice he made was fraught with peril.

Witt actually dares to say he betrayed us; he has no shame.

"Don't be so agitated," Witt said, raising the Blood Pact. "I'm doing this to save you."

"When you were besieged by dark wizards, I used the Blood Oath to forcibly extract Dumbledore's magic, which was how I killed those dark wizards and saved you from danger."

"Dumbledore had a wave of magic forcibly drained, he'll definitely come to find out the truth."

"Although Dumbledore chased me across five countries, I survived. You should be happy."

Rozier was successfully fooled by Witt, and said with some doubt, "So I misunderstood you."

Of course.

Witt pressed on relentlessly: "Your suspicious gaze has deeply hurt my young heart. Apologize to me now."

An apology is out of the question.

Rozier changed the subject: "The door key issue will take some time. The previous door key was destroyed, and the new one I ordered hasn't been made yet."

"This is a very troublesome thing to make, especially the cross-border transfer key, which requires the use of some small parts made by fairies to avoid the Ministry of Magic's detection."

“Those greedy guys will just try to raise prices,” Rozier said angrily. “I’m not going to pay three times the price for their stuff, dream on.”

Witt said thoughtfully, "That's why you sent it by owl mail."

"I never imagined this box could be used like this. You can prepare food in advance, lie inside the box and leisurely drink tea and read books. It's more comfortable than a ship, and the owl's freight costs are much lower than those of a ship."

"As expected of someone wanted by eighteen countries, he really has a knack for it."

A chest the size of Newt's is not suitable for transporting owls across borders. Even if the weight is reduced with magic, the chest's size would still affect its flight.

The strong winds when crossing the sea will not show you any mercy.

Rozier's shrinkable trunk is just the right size. Its small size and low wind resistance won't affect the owl's flight, and the interior is also very comfortable, making it the perfect mode of transportation.

Witt thought that when he became Minister of Magic, he could promote this mode of transportation, which was much more comfortable than traveling by car or boat.

And it's incredibly magical.

Chapter 80 Harry's Wonderful Night of Joy

"You're bringing up the wanted notice again; you're just trying to sabotage me in a roundabout way."

Rozier summoned a teacup, intending to offer his cousin some tea, but worried that she might not be able to drink it, so he asked in a low voice, "Can the undead drink tea?"

"I'd like to try it." She herself is a big fan of tea.

Wenda sat down, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and his bright eyes dimmed: "It has no taste at all."

Even so, Wenda insisted on finishing all the tea in his cup.

Victor did not dispel the spell until she put down her teacup.

"Go back first, I'll let you know when the door key is fixed."

After seeing Wenda off, Witt turned to Rozier and asked, "How long will it take for the new door key to be ready?"

“You’ll have to ask those fairies,” Rozier said irritably. “Who knows what they’re thinking? Three times the price? Only a fool would buy that.”

Witt took a deep breath. He had originally intended to offer to contribute some money to help Rozier finish the project as soon as possible.

Lucius is his man now, so the other party shouldn't mind borrowing a little money.

At worst, I can go to the Lestrange family's vault later and withdraw the money to pay him back.

But if Rozier said that, and Witt offered to pay, wouldn't he be making himself look like a fool?

“Those deceased fairy craftsmen can create whatever you want; I can summon them,” Witt changed his tune.

Rozier instantly understood; the Resurrection Stone had this use too. No wonder it was a Deathly Hallows.

He loves getting things for free.

“Daryl, the master craftsman Daryl, passed away just twenty years ago. The silver metal on your trunk was made by him and played a very important role in stabilizing the space.”

"I spent over four thousand Galleons on the underground exchange to buy just this little bit; it was a huge financial blow."

"I get so angry I could vomit blood just thinking about it now."

"Hurry up and summon him; I can't wait to give that old man a good spur."

Rozier rubbed his hands together vigorously, his heart pounding with excitement.

Because of making seamless stretch boxes, he often had to deal with fairies, who would always rip him off.

Because he's a dark wizard, he can't stand the light.

Although Rozier liked the fairy's craftsmanship, he had absolutely no liking for the fairy herself.

"What's so fast?" Witt said speechlessly, "Is there no cost to using the resurrection stone? I need to rest and recover my mana."

"Then give me the resurrection stone, and I'll summon it." Rozier didn't want to wait a moment longer.

"You can't use it?"

Witt placed the resurrection stone directly on the table, indicating that Rozier could try it as he pleased.

"To summon the dead with the resurrection stone, you need to have the ability to communicate with the underworld; otherwise, what you summon will only be a soulless phantom."

Special items like blood oaths and resurrection stones all have conditions for use.

Normally, only Grindelwald or Dumbledore can use the Blood Oath, and the same goes for the Resurrection Stone; even if an average person gets their hands on it, they won't understand how to use it.

Vittor was given the ability to use items when he drew them, which allowed him to use them normally.

Is it normal that the blood oath created by Dumbledore and Grindelwald can be used by others as soon as they get their hands on it, and that their magic can be forcibly extracted?