Frank
"You are indeed cursed," Ian said enthusiastically, "I have never seen this type of curse. However, this magical atmosphere seems to be somewhat similar to the witchcraft of some Americas aboriginal tribes of Amazon Region."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Frank replied.
Despite this, Ian's interest has been completely piqued. Not only because of the curse itself, but also because he failed to use Legilimency on Frank.
When he tried to read Frank's mind, all he saw was a dense forest and a flowing river.
Apart from that, there is nothing.
Ian showed a smile on his face and said, "From Dr. Horton's memory, I understand that you seem to be a person who is very short of money. How about I pay you and you tell me about your curse and let me study it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ian typed the Snap. Ten gold bars more than 20 centimeters long appeared out of thin air on the deck of the boat.
Seeing this scene, Frank's eyes instantly lit up. He picked up a gold bar, put it in his mouth and bit it hard to confirm that it was real gold.
"How did you conjure so much gold out of thin air?" The tall and thin man on the side, Dr. Horton's younger brother McGregor, asked in surprise.
"Magic," Ian replied simply.
"Is magic real?" his sister asked.
"Since curses exist, magic is also real."
"Wait, Frank, are you cursed?" Dr. Horton asked, she seemed very excited about both magic and curses.
"That's a long story," replied Frank, the only person on the ship who was not surprised by Ian's use of magic.
He then looked at Ian: "Are you serious?"
"Of course. And, maybe I can help you break this curse."
"I thought you couldn't read my mind."
"It doesn't take Mind Reading to guess this obvious intention."
After thinking for a moment, Frank moved the gold bars to the cabin and hid them. When he came back, he began to tell his story.
More than four hundred years ago, he was the cartographer of a Spain expedition. This group of conquerors came to South America in search of a Divine Tree named "Crystal's Tears", which is also the legendary "Moon's Tears".
It is said that the petals of this Divine Tree, if handled properly, can delay aging, cure any disease, and even break any curse.
The leader of the expedition, Don Aguirre, wanted to get the petals of this tree in order to save his beloved only daughter.
Without his daughter, his life was meaningless. During this expedition, most of the conquistadors died from the harsh environment of the jungle, whether from snakes, poison, fatigue or disease.
In the end, the remaining people were on the verge of death, their bodies severely damaged and unable to recover.
Luck's is, Pukamichuna Tribe's people saved them with Divine Tree's flowers and restored them to health.
However, Aguirre then asked the tribal chief for the location of Divine Tree. When the chief refused, he repaid the favor by killing everyone in the tribe and burning down the village.
Frank--True Name Fran Sisko Lopez de Heredia--does not agree with Aguirre's approach.
Although they grew up together and were brothers, he still tried to protect Pucamichuna's people.
As a result, he was stabbed by Aguirre instead. Luck What's more, the tribal chief placed a curse on this group of people before he died. The curse gave them immortality, but the price was that they could never leave Amazon River. Once they left, the jungle itself would capture them back.
"Frank, I can't believe you have lived for more than four hundred years. It must be very difficult," Dr. Horton sighed.
"395 years, 5 months and 13 days," Frank corrected, "It was really hard, but I got through it."
Ian patted his shoulder. "As a fellow immortal, I understand your pain."
"Are you immortal too?"
"I have lived for more than two hundred years. Not only me, but my wife is also immortal. Although she looks young, she is actually over sixty years old... Oops!"
Ian felt the soft flesh around his waist being twisted hard by a small hand. He then remembered that although his magic power, Hermione's and Battle Aura's were greatly suppressed, her current physical fitness was still strong enough to wrestle with an elephant.
"I know that a woman's age is a taboo, I was wrong, I'm sorry," Ian quickly begged for mercy, and then a truce was obtained.
"So, what do you think of this curse?" Ian returned to the topic.
"This looks a lot like Horcrux. It is very likely that his soul is bound to the Amazon River instead of some magic item, thus giving him immortality," Hermione analyzed.
"The real question is, is only part of the soul bound, or is it the entire soul."
"That explains why he only has images of rivers and forests in his mind."
A slender wooden wand suddenly appeared in Ian's hand. He looked at it with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.
Since the decisive battle with Dumbledore, he has never used a short wand again.
In the Empire, children aged 11 to 17 will still use short wands as assistance, but schools will teach them not to rely too much on the wand to better develop Magic Circuits in the body.
After graduation, they usually use this short wand as the core to forge a long wand for themselves.
Of course, some people like to use firearms and the like as casting media.
Ian Use this wand now to save magic power.
The suppression of the world still exists, and using a wand can help him reduce the magic power consumption when casting spells.
Be careful when sailing the ship of ten thousand years.
A white light shot out from the tip of the 9-inch long wooden wand and penetrated Frank's body for exploration.
"His soul is not in the body," Ian's eyes Blink shined, "I have never seen a living person who has no soul but can still function perfectly and think like a normal person."
"How charming," he murmured.
"What exactly happens if you try to leave the river?"
"The trees in the forest will come to life and drag me back," Frank replied.
"Let's do a little test," Ian said with a nod.
He put his hand on Frank's shoulder, and then the two of them disappeared instantly.
"What just happened?" Dr. Horton asked in surprise.
"They teleported away," Hermione replied.
"Is this magic? It's amazing. Are there many magicians like you in the world?"
"What? Interested?" Hermione asked with a smile.
"Indeed. I was just thinking about how many people magic can save and how beautiful the world will become. You can probably solve world hunger, disease and many other problems."
"Magic can indeed do these things," Hermione replied calmly, "But you must also understand that everything has a dark side. Magic can both save the world and destroy it."
Dr. Horton was silent for a moment after hearing this. She knew this was a fact.
For example, if magic falls into the hands of the Germany people and cooperates with the extreme ideology that is currently spreading rapidly in their country, it will be a real disaster for the world.
Just as she was meditating, Ian and Frank suddenly appeared out of thin air. However, at this time Frank looked like a stone statue.
Ian waved his magic wand, and the river water rose from the ground and poured on Frank.
Later, he slowly returned to normal.
"We just arrived at London within a few minutes, and then returned to Amazon?" Frank asked with lingering fear.
Ian smiled at him and didn't say much. He was indeed very interested in this curse, and he knew that he could learn something from it - especially knowledge about the soul.
However, he still had time. He looked at Dr. Horton:
"Dr. Horton."
"Call me Lily."
"I have a friend also named Lily. Calling you this name will be confusing. How about calling you Olivia? No, my sixth wife is named Olivia, which is too close. How about calling you Levi?"
"You have six wives? You really show mercy everywhere."
"Sadly, it is."
Dr. Horton did not show much aversion to Ian's polygamy.
Her brother was ostracized by Britain society because of his sexual orientation, but she still loved and accepted him for who he was.
Therefore, she will not judge other people's lifestyles. Of course, she is a firm believer in monogamy and she respects Ian's choice, but this is not suitable for her.
"You can't just change my name just because it's inconvenient."
"You don't like Levi? What about Lilith? That's a good name. From now on, I'll call you Lilith."
"I refuse."
"Either call you this, or I'll call you like Frank."
"In that case, I'll call you playboy."
"I have no objection," Ian replied calmly, "The arrowhead you are wearing should be the key to finding Moon's Tears. I am very interested in this Divine Tree. Can you let me take a look at it? I may be able to discover something."
"Can you stop reading my mind? It's very rude and an invasion of privacy," Lilith said as he took off the arrow necklace hanging around his neck and handed it to him.