Sudden Attack

Sean's words had a slight effect on Skinner, and the ghost immersed in despair and pain finally regained a bit of sanity.

He let the tears fall, staring blankly at Sean, his lips trembling slightly.

"How... how do you want me to help you..."

"Tell me everything you know, such as how to safely dissolve the Blood Pact once it's broken and the real contract is established," Sean said urgently.

Baron Skinner took a deep breath (though he didn't need to breathe at all) and then shook his head bitterly.

"There's no way to break the contract..." He gave a bitter smile. "I don't know who invented this magic, but I do know one thing—a broken Blood Pact means two people have completely parted ways, even if love still lingers deep in their hearts... But a broken Blood Pact means there's no going back, just like Corinna and me... In such a situation, who would think of breaking the real contract? I'm afraid the person who invented this magic never even considered it..."

This answer made Sean's breathing a little heavier, but he still gestured for Skinner to continue, as he needed to get enough information about the Blood Pact.

Baron Skinner continued, "I didn't go through the final stage, but I could feel the sensations that come with the final stage of a true contract... that feeling, you can feel the immense magic so close at hand, you can feel your thoughts burning... and since the acquisition of a lover's power is essentially a fusion, the lover can naturally feel all your feelings at the end... this conflict, this clash of emotions, is almost maddening."

He lowered his head. "It seems everything is predetermined. In the heat of two people's love, as long as one of them has an inappropriate thought, the Blood Pact will guide that person... Ha, this relationship is destined to shatter..."

It sounded like there was no way to salvage the situation. Sean frowned and half-squatted on the ground, tapping the ground with his wand.

"What if we don't take the final step and just let the real contract remain? Even if the two never see each other again, at least they won't die, right?" Sean asked.

To everyone's surprise, Baron Skinner rejected his idea once again.

"Impossible... The world leaves its mark, and the soul has its memories. As long as these two people live in this world, magic and memories will tempt one of them to commit this terrible crime, just like the serpent tempting Adam. This seems to be a magical characteristic inherent to the Broken Blood Pact ... I can hardly imagine how even the most powerful wizard could resist such a terrible temptation every moment for months, years, or even decades."

This is really troublesome...

Sean finally understood why, in the Ministry of Magic's ranking of dangerous spells, Blood Pact was the most dangerous spell...

Moreover, Sean himself speculated that there were probably more than that.

To put it simply, the Broken Blood Pact is about first turning against your lover, then driving your lover insane, and finally driving yourself insane...

Under such extreme emotional shock, Sean found it hard to imagine... whether the person who obtained the so-called supreme power was still mentally sound.

Sean stood up and paced restlessly in place before turning to the other person and asking, "Have you been staying here ever since you became a ghost?"

Baron Skinner nodded in shame. "I've been hiding inside the wall all along..."

"You should remember everyone who's been here, right?"

Baron Skinner looked troubled. "I... I've always been in a rather decadent state. Those who come in are nothing more than Muggle searching for treasure, scholars studying history, or whatever. There used to be a lot of my research notes and such here, but they've all been taken away long ago—I have no interest in dealing with them."

Sean pondered for a moment, then pulled two photos out of the ring.

The first black and white photo shows a handsome, devilish young man, resembling a large golden bird.

Sean was certain of one thing: Grindelwald would be the first to know the secret, so the timing of when Grindelwald learned of this secret was very important.

If it happened after the Blood Pact was established, then there might be some explanation... But if Grindelwald knew the truth about the Blood Pact before Blood Pact was established, then it means that he approached Dumbledore with almost the most sinister motives...

If that's the case, Sean doesn't even know how he'll get along with Grindelwald going to go on.

Sean held his breath as Baron Skinner examined the photograph closely.

"I...I've seen him!" Baron Skinner's words made Sean's throat bob.

"I have no interest in people who come here to explore or search for treasure, but this young man came directly to me."

Sean's heart grew heavier, and he pressed on impatiently, "Did you tell him the truth about the Blood Pact?"

"Blood Pact? No, no, he was strange. He asked me about the history of this area when I was still alive, and some of the magic from that time, but he didn't mention Blood Pact," Skinner told him.

Grindelwald was unaware of the truth about the Blood Pact before meeting Dumbledore... which relieved Sean somewhat.

He then held up a second photograph, this one of Dumbledore.

"This person should have been here not long ago."

Skinner recognized him immediately. "Of course, of course I've seen him. Even though I've been dead for a long time, I could still sense when I was hiding in the crack in the wall that this person was very, very powerful."

"He used magic I've never seen before, and..." Skinner hesitated for a moment, "He seemed to have come for the broken Blood Pact between me and Corinna, as if to verify something. He seemed to have used that unknown magic to find some images from back then, and then his whole demeanor became very unstable, and he exuded a terrifying magical power that made people tremble."

Skinner glanced at Sean, whose expression wasn't good, and hesitantly added, "If—and I mean if—that person is also a member of the Blood Pact, then his lover must be just as incredibly powerful as him. In that case, the allure of Broken Blood Pact would be even stronger. Of course, if he actually did that and succeeded, perhaps..."

"He can become a god of this entire world... that power is beyond my imagination..."

Dumbledore already knew everything... Sean licked his molars, his expression shifting.

In this situation, what are Dumbledore and Grindelwald's true attitudes?

Moreover, there's the Grindelwald Time Incident that urgently needs to be resolved, Dumbledore seems to be constantly trying to solve these problems as well...

Sean couldn't help but have an idea.

He wanted to see the complete ninety-seven-year-long memory of Old Grindelwald in Dumbledore's office.

Perhaps the answer will be found inside...

Just as Sean was frowning in thought, an angry roar suddenly came from outside!

Pudding?! Sean turned sharply toward the exit.

"Danger!" Dave instantly revived, his Thorn Sheath unfurling, his eyes turning crimson, transforming him into a terrifying hunter.

Before Sean could make any further move, the entire ruins began to shake violently.

Sean immediately contacted the Shadow Bug he had placed outside, intending to use their Trajectory Flash away, but as soon as he made contact, he felt a huge surge of magical energy.

At the location of the Shadow Bug, no, it should be said that in this entire area, someone is indiscriminately bombarding us with a powerful spell!

Not only that, but someone has also set up Anti-Apparition Jinx!

Someone knew they were deep in the ruins and launched a full-scale attack without giving them any chance!

"Boom!" With a violent explosion, the shaking ceiling crashed down.

The Earthquake and Mountain Shake, and dust billowed everywhere!

"Stand together in pairs, protect the younger generation of your own people, and don't look that beast in the eye!"

On the perimeter of the ruins, nearly fifty wizards dressed in black robes were casting powerful spells on the ruins, while in the shadows on the outer side, a lithe figure was constantly moving.

"Ah—" The scream abruptly stopped.

A wizard who had strayed slightly from the group had his head pierced by a powerful claw!

Several spells flew swiftly, but only struck the corpses of their own teammates. The terrifying Wampus Cat immediately darted back into the shadows of the forest after its successful attack.

At that moment, the wizard who had spoken earlier shouted, "Ignore that beast! Keep the spellcasting going! Everyone, pay attention to your teammates' positions; that thing can't handle multiple opponents at once!"

Under the wizard's command, the Wampus Cat only managed to take the lives of two more unfortunate souls before everyone else gathered together.

Wampus Cat, more like shadow assassins, are indeed unable to achieve much more in this situation.

The wizards aimed their wands at the ruins, unleashing a barrage of Explosion Charm, Fire-Making Spell, Mud-Making Spell, and more—offensive, restrictive, and Transfiguration spells—one after another, flying through the night sky and crashing into the completely collapsed ruins.

The Wampus Cat roared threateningly from the outside, but the attackers were clearly prepared and, despite their strong defenses, the bombing did not stop for a moment.

The terrifying magical firepower lasted for a full five minutes, almost completely clearing the ruins of the Baron Skinner's Manor, leaving a huge crater in the center of the ground!

"Hmm—" The leading wizard stretched out his right hand and waved it, and the spell stopped.

One of the men beside him stepped forward and reported, "There's no reaction to the Anti-Apparition Jinx; the people inside can't get out."

"Don't be careless, and don't underestimate him. Lord Dark Lord carefully instructed us before we arrived not to give that person any chance..."

"Go, pair up and investigate. The Dark Lord said that guy won't die easily, but with this kind of surprise attack, he shouldn't have had time to transform into Giant ..."

"Yes!"

The leader revealed his true face beneath the hood; it was Rodolphus Lestrange, a member of the Bella Lestrange Family whom everyone assumed was imprisoned and who had not been seen for a long time.

"Rodolphus," a man approached, it was his brother Rabastan Lestrange, who wore a cruel smile, "That little bastard dared to deceive me, his family is for me to deal with myself."

"Rabastan, this isn't over yet," Rodolphus glanced at his brother. "The Dark Lord's mission is of paramount importance. He's too busy to spare any more time, so he's entrusted us with this crucial task. Remember, you absolutely must bring a live Sean Wallerup to see him."

Rabastan chuckled sinisterly, "After all this time, he still hasn't become the Giant he was that night in Paris... Ha, let's just pray he doesn't turn to ashes."

Both brothers revealed a cruel smile.

Groups of Dark Wizard approached the ruins, wands in hand, unleashing a variety of detection spells.

After a period of searching, someone shouted to the Lestrange brothers behind them, "No one alive found!"

The brothers' smiles vanished.

"How is that possible? The Dark Lord said he couldn't transform immediately, but such a powerful bombardment should only seriously injure him. The Giant blood in his body will protect him..." Rabastan's expression suddenly turned ugly.

Sean Wallerup lives or dies is irrelevant; what the Dark Lord wants is a living person...

"Keep searching! At least find a body!"

The search is still ongoing.

A Dark Wizard, close to his companion, reached out and adjusted his cloak after casting a detection spell.

At this time of year, the temperature along the Channel in the Scottish Highlands has plummeted.

Just as he was wondering whether he should cast a warm-up spell on himself, the wind picked up and blew even harder.

He frowned and looked up at the sky, a location right next to the strait that was quite annoying.

Moreover, the sudden gust of wind carried a slightly fishy smell...

"Hmm?" He was just about to turn back to continue working when he saw what seemed to be a small dot flying in the night sky.

And... it magnifies extremely quickly!

His eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted a warning, "Fire Dragon! It's Fire Dragon!"

Everyone looked up at the sky.

In the dark sky, an enormous Ukrainian Ironbelly Dragon was swooping down!

Flames were already forming in its mouth!

"Damn it! Where did this Ukrainian Ironbelly Dragon come from?!" The Lestrange Brothers' eyes widened, then they immediately shouted, "Everyone, defend against the Breath Attack!"

Its imposing, massive body possessed a disproportionately high speed; the Ukrainian Ironbelly Dragon swooped down like a cannonball.

"Roar—" After a deafening roar, dazzling flames erupted from the ferocious dragon's mouth!

The flames crashed into the transparent barrier erected by the wizards!

"We can hold it! Keep it up, and prepare the Eye-Blinding Charm as soon as the Breath Attack ends!" The Lestrange Brothers shouted, holding up their wands to block the flames.

However, no one saw that a small ring gently fell to the ground in the darkness of the night.

Then, a huge exit appeared!