The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 514 The Unbreakable Oath
It's really hard to imagine that the other party is just a 15-year-old boy!

In less than half a day, Catherine recognized Albert's intelligence and talent, and was amazed that Albert won the International Wizards Chess Championship.

Perhaps, this is the real genius!

Catherine sat in the brightly lit sunroom, looking up at the night outside, carelessly smoothing Laila'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 England.

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

"What were you doing outside?"

Looking at the young man who came back from the outside with Caesar carrying an oil lamp, Catherine couldn't help asking.

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

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

"That's not a problem." Kathleen nodded, indicating that the house elf would bring the books. Her eyes couldn't help leaving Albert's pocket, "It was made by No-Maj just now. I remember it was called: " Cell phone," that's what Grandpa seems to call that thing."

"Oh, you actually know."

Albert did not deny this, because the double-sided mirror was sent back, so he could only use No-Maj's mobile phone to get in touch with his family. This was a preparatory plan he had prepared for himself.

However, international calls are expensive.

"Grandpa Nicholas is very interested in No-Maj technology, and he bought that thing." Catherine said quietly: "He also enchanted many No-Maj items, but the things are not here."

"Although No-Majs can't use magic, they are really amazing in some aspects, and their technology is advancing very fast." Albert looked at Catherine and said calmly, "Many things in the magic world have given me a lot of attention. It’s an illusion of being stuck in the last century, which is not good.”

"Your grandfather is an amazing person. Many wizards are prejudiced against No-Majs and cannot face up to the problems between the two parties."

"Grandpa Nicholas will be very happy to hear your compliment." Catherine corrected with a smile, "However, wizards are not as backward as you think, and magic can do many things that No-Maj will never be able to do. "

"Of course I know this. But you probably don't realize that the magic magnetic field can interfere with No-Maj's electronic products, so why can't No-Maj use reverse thinking to create anti-magic machines?" Albert began to talk nonsense, "Before , No-Maj may not be able to do it, nor can it be done now, but what about in the future?"

"No-Maj only needs to build a magic detection radar to easily find hidden wizards, and make some machines that can disable the wizard's magic to catch the wizard easily."

Catherine opened her mouth, but did not immediately refute.

Albert continued, "The magic world is making progress, but No-Majs are making progress much faster than wizards."

Catherine frowned slightly when she heard the words, she knew that Albert 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 smiling.

Although he didn't think as deeply as Albert thought, he also knew that if No-Maj's technology continued, sooner or later it would conflict with wizards.

Sooner or later, depends on the strength of the No-Maj.

Nicholas knew more about the social changes of No-Maj than any other wizard in America.

"I don't know, maybe there was no solution from the beginning." Albert shook his head and said, "Maybe, if the wizard is strong enough and kind enough, maybe we can build a world where magic and technology coexist, but the possibility is very high." Low."

"why?"

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

"When No-Maj's technology is powerful enough to limit magic, most wizards will probably become real rats and experiments."

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

"The reverse?" Albert shook his head and said, "A long time ago, when No-Majs were still very backward, in the eyes of wizards, well, it's probably what you call the reverse. Many wizards enslaved No-Majs and let them Farming instead of yourself, earning wealth for yourself, and even some wizards will plunder the wealth of No-Majs."

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

"Don't tell me that the U.S. Ministry of Magic paid the No-Maj at that time." Albert took a sip of tea and said lightly, "Gellert Grindelwald probably also realized the problem, but he didn't realize There are so few wizards, and No-Majs aren't lambs, think what's going on around Las Vegas, Nevada."

Catherine naturally knew about this, and it was recorded in detail in their magical history. The No-Majs invented a terrible weapon called "nuclear bomb".

"Actually, the magic technology of wizards has become more and more backward. A symbol of magic civilization is actually the ability to manufacture magic items on an assembly line. Obviously, the current magic world does not meet this simplest requirement." Albert noticed Catherine's face. However, you don’t need to worry, wizards and No-Maj will live in peace for a long time, until one party breaks the balance and leads to war, or finally moves toward peace.”

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

He has never speculated about 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 technology is developing very fast, and technology will definitely grow by leaps and bounds two or three hundred years later. Sooner or later, conflicts will erupt between the two sides.

Of course, Albert didn't care, because he was already ashes at that time. In the words of King Louis XV of France: Even after my death, there will be a flood.

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

With that said, Nicholas took the two of them to the basement, and the house elf took the four of them to a more secret study.

It has been arranged there, and there are layers of shielding spells, protection spells, and magic barriers composed of concealment spells, which can isolate any reconnaissance and prying eyes.It is said that even traces of Albert's body will be blocked.

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

Catherine stepped forward and stood in front of Albert.

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

Nicholas drew his wand, and tapped the end of it on their clasped hands.

"Albert, as the heir of Wild Smith, are you willing to hand over the agency of American Floo powder to Caitlin?"

Albert glanced at the parchment Sera handed over, nodded and said, "I am willing."

A thin, blazing tongue of fire shot from the wand, like a red hot wire, wrapped around their clasped hands.

"Catherine, are you willing to abide by the agent's obligations and hand over half of the profits from the Floo powder to the Wild Smith family?"

"I am willing."

A second flame burst from the wand, 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 fans on the American continent without compromising the interests of both parties?"

"I am willing."

As soon as the words fell, the third tongue of flame spewed out from the wand, intertwined with the first two, and tightly wrapped around their two clasped hands,

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

"I am willing."

The last tongue of flame spouted from the wand, intertwined with the first three, as if tightly wrapped around their two clasped hands, making them inseparable.

"Okay, the contract is established."

Nicholas put away his wand and reminded again, "Remember, an unbreakable oath must never be broken."

(End of this chapter)