The Unbreakable Vow

It's really hard to imagine that the other person is just a fifteen-year-old boy!

In less than half a day, Catherine recognized the wisdom and talent of Albert, and was amazed that the other party won International Wizard's Chess Champion.

Perhaps, this is the real genius!

Catherine was sitting in the brightly lit sunroom, looking up at the night outside, and casually smoothing Lila's hair with a comb.

Just now, Nicholas came over and told her that tonight, under the witness of the two of them, he would continue the ancient "contract" with the boy from Britain.

As for the content of the "contract", Catherine had already been informed when he became the heir of Nicholas.

"What were you doing outside just now?"

Looking at the young man who followed Caesar back from outside with an oil lamp, Catherine couldn't help but ask.

The other person seemed to be using something to talk to someone else just now.

"Nothing!" Albert casually changed the topic, "I hope you can lend me Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry's textbooks. I want to know what knowledge Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry's professors have taught you."

"That's no problem." Catherine nodded and asked House-elf to send the books over. Her eyes involuntarily dropped to Albert's pocket, "That was an item made by Muggle just now. I remember it was called: "Mobile phone". Grandpa seemed to call it that."

"Oh, you actually know."

Albert did not deny the matter. Because Two-Way Mirror was sent back, he could only use Muggle's mobile phone to contact his family. This was a preliminary plan he prepared for himself.

However, international phone calls are expensive.

"Grandpa Nicholas is very interested in Muggle's technology. He also bought that thing." Catherine said faintly, "He also cast magic on many Muggle items, but the things are not here."

"Although Muggle cannot use magic, they are indeed amazing in some aspects, and their technology is advancing very quickly." Albert looked at Catherine and said calmly, "Many things in Wizarding World give me the illusion that they are stuck in the last century, which is not good."

"Your grandfather is an amazing person. Many wizards are prejudiced against Muggle and cannot face the problems between the two parties."

"Grandpa Nicholas will be very happy to hear your compliments." Catherine corrected with a smile, "However, wizards are not as backward as you think. Magic can do many things that Muggle will never be able to do."

"Of course I know this. But you probably don't realize that magic magnetic fields can interfere with Muggle's electronic products, so why can't Muggle use reverse thinking to create a machine that can counter magic?" Albert began to talk nonsense, "Muggle might not be able to do it before, and it can't be done now, but what about in the future?"

"Muggle You only need to make a magic detection radar to easily find the hidden wizard, and make some machines that can cause the wizard's magic to fail, and you can easily catch the wizard."

Catherine opened his mouth, but did not immediately refute.

Albert continued, "Wizarding World is making progress, but Muggle's progress is much faster than that of wizards."

Catherine frowned slightly when she heard this. She knew that what Albert said was probably right.

If the magic magnetic field is too strong, it will interfere with electricity and electronic products, so why can't it be the other way around?

"Then what do you think we should do, Mr. Anderson?" Nicholas walked in with a smile.

Although he didn't think as deeply as Albert, he also knew that if Muggle's technology continued, sooner or later he would conflict with the wizard.

The sooner or later the time depends on the strength of Muggle.

Nicholas understands Muggle's social changes far better than United States's other wizards.

"I don't know, maybe there was no solution from the beginning." Albert shook his head, "Maybe, if the wizard is strong enough and kind enough, he might be able to build a world where magic and technology coexist, but the possibility is very low."

"Why?"

"The history of mankind is the history of war." Albert said softly.

"When Muggle's technology is powerful enough to limit magic, most wizards will probably become real rats and experimental subjects."

"Why isn't it the other way around?" Catherine frowned and retorted, "Do you think wizards will lose this so-called war?"

"The other way around?" Albert shook his head and said, "A long time ago, when Muggle was still very backward, in the eyes of wizards, they were, well, probably what you call the other way around. Many wizards enslaved Muggle, letting them farm on their behalf and earn wealth for themselves. Some wizards would even plunder Muggle's wealth."

Catherine's frown deepened. She didn't like what Albert said, but her instinct told her that Albert's words might be right.

"Don't tell me, American Ministry of Magic paid Muggle at that time." Albert took a sip of tea and said lightly, "Gellert·Grindelwald probably realized the problem, but he didn't realize that the number of wizards was too small, and Muggle was not a lamb. Think about what happened near Las Vegas, Nevada."

Catherine naturally knows about this matter. History of Magic have detailed records of this matter. Muggle invented a terrible weapon called "Nuclear bomb".

"In fact, wizards' magic technology has become increasingly backward. The sign of a magic civilization is actually the ability to manufacture magic items on an assembly line. Obviously, the current Wizarding World does not meet this simplest requirement." Albert noted Noticing the change in Catherine's face, he comforted him, "However, you don't need to worry. The wizard and Muggle will live in peace for a long time, until one side breaks the balance and invites war, or finally moves towards peace."

In fact, this is what Albert thought of when Nicholas talked about the magic magnetic field.

He never speculated on this matter with the greatest malice.

Of course that won't happen now, but what about in the future? It's really hard to say. Human science and technology is developing very fast. In two or three hundred years, science and technology will definitely grow by leaps and bounds. Sooner or later, conflicts will break out between the two sides.

Of course, Albert didn't care, because at that time he had already turned into ashes. As King Louis XV of France said: Even if there is a flood after I die.

"I believe that humans and wizards will eventually move towards peace." Nicholas said with a smile, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, you all come with me!"

With that said, Nicholas took the two of them to the basement, and House-elf took the four of them to a more private study.

Arrangements have been made there, and there are layers of magic barriers composed of Shield Charm, protection spells and hiding spells, which can isolate any reconnaissance and prying eyes. It is said that even Trace on Albert will be blocked.

"Okay, let's get started!" Nicholas motioned for both of them to stand over, "You need to get closer."

Catherine stepped forward and stood in front of Albert.

The two reached out at the same time and held each other's arms.

Nicholas took out the wand and nodded the wand head on their clasped hands.

"Albert, as the heir of Wildsmith, are you willing to hand over the agency rights of America Floo Powder to Caitlin."

Albert glanced at the parchment handed over by Sera, nodded and said, "I do."

A thin, dazzling tongue of fire spurted out from the wand, like a red and hot metal wire, wrapped around their clasped hands.

"Catherine, are you willing to abide by the agent's obligations and hand over half of the proceeds from Floo Powder to the Wildsmith Family."

"I do."

The second tongue of fire spurted out from the wand and intertwined with the first, forming a thin, glowing red chain, bringing the two closer together.

"Albert, are you willing to guarantee that you will not interfere with Catherine's right to operate Floo Powder on the America mainland as long as the interests of both parties are not harmed."

"I do."

As soon as he finished speaking, a third tongue of fire spurted out from the wand, intertwined with the previous two, and wrapped tightly around the two hands they held.

"Catherine, are you willing to guarantee with your own life that, except for the absolutely trustworthy heirs, you will never leak the formula of Floo Powder in any way?"

"I do."

The last tongue of fire spurted out from the wand and intertwined with the previous three, as if tightly wrapped around the two hands they held, making the two inseparable.

"Okay, the contract is established."

Nicholas put away the wand and reminded again, "Remember, Unbreakable Vow must not be broken."