Chapter 173

Then, he was pulled out of the hall, and then he saw that there was another person behind Snape, it was Headmaster Karkaroff, his face was as pale as the plush robe on his body, and his expression was anxious.

"Avoid listening with earplugs."

After the dean simply cast a spell that seemed to be an anti-eavesdropping spell, Karkaroff was about to speak.

"Severus, why did you call a student over?" Headmaster Karkaroff glanced to the side every time he said half a sentence, which showed that he was extremely sensitive and felt deeply insecure.

The two of them always called each other by their Christian names unless they met in formal occasions.

"What did Madam Maxime say? Does she agree to cancel the game?" Snape ignored him and asked impatiently.

"No---it's useless. She and her students almost fought." Karkaroff frowned and trembled, "You don't understand, those French guys thought I was lying to them, but I still showed...that?"

Nietzsche could guess that he was talking about the Dark Mark on his body without Snape saying it.

How could he not be afraid? As a Death Eater who betrayed Voldemort and is now the principal of a magic school, this news must have reached Voldemort's ears and even made him a death list.

In addition to the already hot Dark Mark, the news that Snape revealed to him privately was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Are you very opposed to Dumbledore?" Nietzsche said.

"No objection to anything, Potter is like a fat pig he feeds!" Snape said softly, "Karkaroff wants to ask you and Granger for a favor... He wants Krum to be eliminated as soon as possible, the sooner the better."

Karkaroff nodded repeatedly, panting and said, "I can't let him die, Viktor is Durmstrang's cash cow, what's the benefit of harming him?"

If there is no background of Voldemort, this sounds too absurd-a headmaster actually wants his students to lose.

But if the loser can survive, it would be too normal.

It seems that Snape is against the idea of ​​Headmaster Dumbledore continuing the game. He seems to really value Potter... No, to be precise, he should value the life of Lily's son.

"Don't pretend, you don't want to continue the game." Snape said, "We can all be sure that it is only a matter of time before Miss Granger falls into danger. She will face more than one or two Death Eaters."

"And we can help you..." Karkaroff said.

The headmaster of Durmstrang was for his own reputation and students, while Snape wanted to save Harry Potter's life.

And they didn't find the wrong person. Nietzsche was most worried about Hermione. He hoped that she could fight her way out of a group of Death Eaters and Voldemort's hands. It would be better to hope that Voldemort would be gentler because of the first-year relationship.

"The championship cup is a portkey. Are you going to destroy it?"

"Little Barty replaced the championship cup a long time ago. Now that the game has started, it is well protected by Scrimgeour, so we plan to make another portkey." Snape said calmly.

He and Karkaroff seemed to have already had part of the plan, and Nietzsche was the only one left to fill the gap.

A portkey is a magical item that can quickly transfer a person to another location. The most important thing is its stability, which can easily travel across continents.

The spell is simple, but the difficulty lies in locating the space.

"As the headmaster of Durmstrang, I have the right to exercise these spells. As long as you can confirm what Granger is wearing, I can make a portkey that can guide you." Karkaroff stammered.

Clothes or something are fine, the portkey does not have any restrictions on the requirements of the items.

The main thing is that he can't be sure that Hermione will wear the wizard robe during the competition... but if he takes underwear, it's a bit too hentai.

"That's no problem, I can get it." Nietzsche immediately thought of the diamond necklace on Hermione's neck.

"Since Severus insists on choosing you, then I believe you." Karkaroff pressed his shoulders nervously, "Now I must be remembered by the Dark Lord. Remember, kill as many Death Eaters as you can."

Looking at this posture, when he surrendered, he did not give Voldemort a lot of trouble.

He saw several students walking out, talking and laughing. After a curious look, he immediately stood up, left Hogwarts Castle in a panic, and flew to his ship with a broom.

However, Snape did not let him go immediately, but stared at his gray-blue eyes and pondered for a while.

"I remember that you seem to have a certain resistance to the charm of Veela. This is good. Starting tomorrow, come to my office every night... You must learn to use brain occlusion to hide yourself."

Chapter 263 Blood Alliance Necklace

The next day, Nietzsche walked into the elective class Alchemy classroom and stared at Hermione.

"I said, you have been like this since the beginning of the class. Is there something dirty on my face?" She smoothed her smooth hair, unbuttoned her school robe, revealing the burgundy women's windbreaker underneath, and turned her head to smile at Nietzsche.

Nietzsche stretched out his hand, passed his palm through her hair, and when it passed under her cheek, Hermione trembled obviously.

Just when the other party thought he would touch his cheek, he stopped. Nietzsche didn't make too many moves at all. Unlike Cedric and Qiu Zhang, who held each other all the time, they just pinched each other. The necklace hanging around Hermione's neck.

"The thing the professor gave you won't just be beautiful, it might be an alchemy item." He blinked his eyes full of curiosity.

"I don't know." Hermione turned her head in disappointment and rolled her eyes at him impatiently.

"Look, there's a '?' (Z) engraved on it. Maybe you should try to activate it." Nietzsche took the magnifying glass on the desk and looked at her collar.

But before he could see clearly, Hermione covered her collar in shock and took a deep breath.

If it were Nietzsche before the Yule Ball, she would have slapped him away, but Nietzsche knew that with the two of them now, Hermione would never do that...even if she was very impatient.

"I tried it a long time ago, but later I found out that it was just a crack." Hermione said coldly, "Please don't stare at my chest."

"So, this should be a damaged alchemy equipment." Nietzsche opened the translation book and said, "The professor just said that the alchemy equipment is related to ancient runes. Let me look for it...?...It means Elk."

"It's fate, but in wizard culture, fate is also related to 'protection'."

Hermione corrected his ramblings without looking back, and it looked like she had the entire translation memorized.

"But if the professor gave you something, it must be useful, right?" Nietzsche's fingers while turning the pages of the book paused, and his eyes stared blankly at the blank space between the letters, "Maybe I can fix it."

"It's possible. He said before that I could use it..."

Hermione hesitated for a moment, then untied the necklace and gently placed it in Nietzsche's palm.

At this time, Nietzsche could really see what this diamond-shaped pendant looked like. There was a hollow sphere in the middle, which looked like a miniature glass room, and there was a very small hole at the top that seemed to go straight into it.

And the rune is indeed a crack, and it spreads from the bottom of the diamond shape, looking like a golden tree.

"Can you fix it?" Hermione said tactfully, "You know, it was already broken when it was given to me."

This shows that even the old Defense Against the Dark Arts professor cannot master it himself.

"Maybe he didn't make this thing by himself, dear, or maybe his research on alchemy is not that deep." Nietzsche said meaningfully, "After all, the leader of alchemy, Nick Flamel, is a Frenchman."

But what concerned him was that Principal Dumbledore was friends with the old professor, so why didn't he just fix the thing and give it to Hermione?

The bell rang, and Nietzsche held Hermione's pendant and separated at the door of the classroom.

The last class in the afternoon was Charms, but he had a really long day today. When helping Professor Flitwick patrol the classroom and explain key points to some students who had not learned it, he would often look at his watch anxiously.

After school, he quickly ran into the basement.

Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw had just finished Potions class. When they walked out of the classroom, they had a look of relief and joy on their faces, as if they had just survived the battle.

"Come so soon?" Karkaroff also heard the bell ringing for the end of school, but he only showed one eye at the door of the dean's office, lowered his voice, and waited until the students went upstairs before revealing his whole head.

Principal Durmstrang's relationship with Dean Slytherin was too good, but he never wanted to be discovered by others.

He stepped back and allowed Nietzsche into the dark, dank office.

"If you get it, give it to me quickly..." Karkaroff said straight to the point.

The pendant necklace is not the key to the door key, but the coordinates. Because no one knows where the door key to the Champions Cup leads, they will use Hermione's personal belongings as the location to 'appear'.

After Nietzsche handed the thing over, Karkaroff walked to the fireplace, took a rough look at it in the light of the fire, and then licked the curls at the end of his goatee in surprise.

"An oath protector?" He originally hung it on his finger casually, but then he held it carefully. "What a pity, otherwise it would be worth thousands of galleons... maybe more..."

Karkaroff's true nature was immediately revealed. His appearance of being obsessed with power and money made Nietzsche cough several times.

"I'm not asking you to be an appraiser of collectibles."

"Ahem... I'm so embarrassed. It's just that such exquisite things are too rare." Karkaroff said disappointedly, "How can a little devil like you understand the value of the 'inviolable contract'."

"Is it stronger than the contract effect of the Goblet of Fire?"

The contract of the Goblet of Fire is that the chosen warrior must participate.

Although Nietzsche didn't know what would happen if he broke the rules, the flames on that wooden quilt should...well...not just be used to burn parchment, right?

"Absolutely." Karkaroff picked up the pendant and flipped it up and down, and continued to mutter, "Judging from the crack in the middle, it should be a very ancient method. Some of Durmstrang's blood magic is very similar to this. "

The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly. When Nietzsche got closer, he realized that the pendant looked more like a wine bottle without a cork.

Combined with the cracks on it that look like ancient runes, this pendant is more similar to the protective magic related to blood... So let's put it this way...

"If my blood and Hermione's are mixed, can we form a protective magic?" Nietzsche guessed.

"I don't know, if you can fix it, you can give it a try." Karkaroff took out his rough wand and muttered something. The pendant slowly floated up, and the red fire and blue light intertwined and shone.

Unfortunately, the beautiful crack like a golden tree did not heal.

Sweat seeped out of Karkaroff's forehead. After a long time, he fell to the ground decadently, gasping for breath, but he did not stop. He walked quickly to Snape's desk and rummaged around.

He had to take something inconspicuous and could carry it with him.

Finally, he chose an empty potion bottle.

"Portus."

The empty potion bottle spun twice in the air and then stopped. The bottle became very black and the luster was dim.

Nietzsche took the bottle. This was different from Apparition. He didn't need to imagine the place of Apparition in his mind. He just recited the spell, and the whole person was like being hooked by an invisible hook on his abdomen and pulled forward.

It felt worse than Apparition. In just a blink of an eye, he came from the desk to the fireplace.

The key to the door was done.

Chapter 264: Occlumency and Soul Recitation

However, this temporary key to the door could not last long. After Karkaroff finished his instructions, he left stealthily, leaving Nietzsche sitting on the chair, holding the "Blood Alliance" necklace to observe.

It was not too late. There were more than 50 days before the start of the competition. Maybe he should be in time...

"Igor didn't mess it up?" Snape unconsciously touched behind him and leaned against the door of the storage room.

"It succeeded. I will return this "Apparition" item, and we can Apparition to her side at any time." Nietzsche turned to the firewood on the side of the fireplace and transformed it into a wooden box to store the damaged alchemical necklace.

Snape looked at the door indifferently and snorted a few times.

"He is still useful." said the dean.

However, Nietzsche ignored his look. You have to know that Karkaroff, the real traitor among the Death Eaters, only had an intersection with Snape. Maybe the other party leaked many Death Eaters at that time under the introduction of the dean.

No wonder Karkaroff hoped that he would kill more Death Eaters at that time. Maybe some pure bloods were also betrayed by him, but they were rich and would find excuses temporarily.

The other party and Snape were also comrades-in-arms.

"Okay, now Granger's safety is guaranteed, now let's talk about you... Mr. Holmes." Snape sat down opposite him gently. This was the first time he showed himself in front of Nietzsche as an ordinary professor.

He didn't look so cold, just simply calm, at most like a person who was not good at talking and locked himself in the laboratory.

"Me? I can guarantee my own safety..."

"Yes, yes, I don't deny that you are better than Potter in the field of magic research, but you have to know that the You-Know-Who will not use the Imperius Curse to test the loyalty of his servants, which is why he trusts pure blood so much." Snape said.

"Legislation?" Nietzsche thought of Riddle's description of Headmaster Dumbledore.

Snape snapped his fingers, and a bottle of wine flew out of the private storage room and poured into the empty glass in front of him.

"The loyalty of pure blood to Voldemort is real, and their fear is also real, so Voldemort will forgive those people... He can see what people are thinking, so you must remain absolutely calm in front of him."

"He will see through your ups and downs of emotions and see the associated memories. The reason why he is so feared is that he can always find the real weakness of the enemy."

In the first magic war in Britain, in that dark era, everyone who resisted Voldemort was naturally not afraid of death, such as Aurors. Nietzsche believed that they had been prepared to be killed at any time.

But what if the things a person cares about most turn to ashes in front of his eyes?

That's not just death. They will go crazy, be held hostage and become tools in Voldemort's hands, and fail in every local battle...

The same is true in reverse. He can always grasp the desires of his followers and give them what the Death Eaters care about most.

This is Voldemort's "trick". Before he stepped into the Potter family, not many people would follow Dumbledore's footsteps and confront him head-on.

"That's your problem! Holmes, you are smart, but the smarter you are, the more he can use!" Snape told the bloody truth, "He is different before and after his resurrection."

Nietzsche then understood the importance of brain occlusion. The more he sees, the more he is exposed.

Of course, he never thought that Dumbledore would not. When the headmaster first met Black and Peter, the other party could tell who was lying, but he couldn't continue to indulge in endless suspicion.

Once he did so, it would only lead to the collapse of trust between him and the headmaster in advance.

"I understand. I will prevent Voldemort's thoughts. What about the spell?" Nietzsche said.

"Do you think this is a playful spell class?" Snape tutted and continued, "Have you noticed that your resistance to Miss Delacour is becoming less and less obvious? In Muggle terms, this is called 'resistance'."

The protective magic of the mind and soul cannot be explained by a few spells.