"I suppose you must want the Quill of Acceptance and the Book of Admittance?" Dumbledore asked in a relaxed tone as he watched the silent Vaughn.
Vaughn slowly came back to himself and nodded with a smile. "That's right, if you're willing."
"Of course!" Dumbledore replied without hesitation. "If I weren't, I wouldn't have brought it up."
"But I must stress once again that, although I am the Headmaster of Hogwarts, I can only grant you permission to use them-"
Vaughn's expression turned rather odd. He kept feeling that Dumbledore was afraid he would borrow them and never give them back, which was why he kept stressing that this was a loan, not a gift.
In truth, Vaughn had little interest in the Quill of Acceptance and the Book of Admittance themselves. He merely wanted to use these two wondrous alchemical objects to gain a deeper understanding of the ancient magic that could cover the entire British Isles.
Since he wanted to develop a new kind of contract magic, one that would operate between Muggles and wizards, the charm's range was of paramount importance.
If possible, he even intended to make the new Contract Charm cover the entire world!
"All right, my dear, we really ought to discuss the Diary now."
Dumbledore's expression grew a little more serious. "I hope you won't use it for some sort of experiment-"
Vaughn paused, then shook his head with a chuckle. "I'm more interested in the sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle than the Diary." "Don't worry, Albus. If necessary, I'll use that fang to destroy this Horcrux without hesitation."
The thick package Dumbledore had just given him contained a Basilisk fang. Back when Vaughn had fought Voldemort in the Chamber of Secrets, he had passed out immediately afterward and had never had the chance to