Chapter 051 You’re the one who still wants to trick me?
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Hong Ri Zhang Wei Luo
Magic contracts are nothing new.
It has been circulating in the wizarding world for many years, and this sentence has been around since ancient times.
Although it is a skill that has been passed down for a long time, whether it is easy to use or not is another matter.
There are quite a lot of pitfalls here.
During the period when the Holy See was hunting witches, the wizard's contract was also called the devil's contract.
From this aspect, we can somewhat see people’s views on the contract.
It’s just not useful anyway.
Dark wizards do not dare to sign contracts randomly with black wizards.
I am afraid that I will be cheated.
He could defeat the opponent directly, but because of signing a contract, he became his opponent's slave or something.
There are countless examples of this.
Giving the opponent a chance to make a comeback is better than giving the opponent absolute destruction.
More reliable.
Due to various scruples, magic contracts have not spread to this day.
for example.
Voldemort did not use various magical contracts to enforce management on his subordinates.
Lord Voldemort, who was proficient in dark magic, and the Dark Lord II didn't even need such a thing.
You should know how unreliable this thing is, right?
When you want to understand this.
Look at Pansy again.
What did this little witch from a pure-blood noble family who studied in Slytherin say?
A magical contract to ensure she doesn't take revenge on Jack?
Ok……
Ha ha.
Jack looked at Pansy with a smile.
Listen quietly to her explanation.
From her mouth, Jack learned about a magical contract.
There is nothing special, special, or very distinctive about the contract.
It's still called a magic contract.
Its specific effect is that both parties signing a contract must not violate the contents stipulated in the contract.
If it is violated, the soul will be directly destroyed by the power of the contract.
"Signing such a powerful contract must be very complicated." Jack smiled.
"It's not complicated, not complicated at all." Pansy shook her head repeatedly, "It is my family's magic. It can be easily activated using Parkinson's blood. This is the unique advantage of our pure-blood family!"
As she spoke, she looked at Jack hopefully.
Believe it!
Believe it!
Pansy roared in her mind.
She really hoped Jack would believe her.
In this case……
She can get away!
"Oh~ As expected of a pure-blood noble~" Jack read, "Okay, then I will trust you once and see the effect of your magic contract."
After speaking, he waved his hand.
The big net that originally restrained Pansy quickly receded like the tide.
Without the restraints, Pansy is free again.
However, this freedom is not complete.
She reached up and touched her neck.
There, there is something like a collar.
It's neither cold nor hot to the touch, and has a woody feel.
"What do you mean?" Pansy's tone was very unkind.
Jack looked at her in surprise.
Good guy.
It seems that the lesson given to her is not enough.
You have just let go of your restraints, and you don’t even want to pretend anymore?
But well...
A little witch with an expressive face that is easy for people to understand is better than a cunning adult who cannot tell his inner thoughts just by looking at his expression.
"The contract hasn't been signed yet. Who knows if you will suddenly regret it." Jack spread his hands and said, "This is an insurance policy. If your contract is ineffective, this thing will just cut off your head."
He said coldly.
Pansy heard this, and for some reason, she felt that Jack was a bit strong on the outside but strong on the inside.
She thought about it carefully.
No matter how harsh Jack said it, he would definitely not kill her just like that.
This is the school where Dumbledore is the principal.
Is it the best in the world in terms of safety?
How dare Jack commit a crime in a place like this?
Pansy, who thought she had seen through Jack, immediately changed her mind.
Before, I just thought of using a fake contract to trick Jack so that I could escape easily.
now...
It seems good to have an extra dog that is always there when called.
Pansy had new ideas, and the remaining fear in her mind quickly turned into hatred.
Jack had made such a fool of her today.
She was determined not to let him go.
Just use the family heirloom slave contract.
Let him become a humble slave and serve her all his life.
In this way, the serious crime he committed can be slightly reduced.
A mere mudblood dared to be so disrespectful to a pure-blood noble.
It would be a mercy not to kill him directly!
Having made her decision, Pansy half-closed her eyes to hide the calculation inside.
"I understand. Don't worry. This is my family's magic. It's very effective. It won't be ineffective." She suppressed the dark thoughts in her heart and tried to keep her face as calm as water. "Give me back the wand." , a wand is required to cast a magical contract."
Seeing that Jack was still hesitating, he added: "Don't worry, I won't run away. Anyway, as long as the contract is signed, the matter will be settled.
It’s already something we’re about to understand, so there’s no need for me to bother with it anymore, right? "
To reinforce trust, she also smiled.
I have to say that Pansy in this world is considered a little beauty.
Because of the stimulation of the cold water of the lake, her face became a little paler.
Under the moonlight, there is a strange broken beauty.
"You're right." Jack handed the wand back to Pansy.
As soon as Pansy took the wand, the corners of her mouth couldn't stop turning up.
But she soon realized her mistake.
He quickly spent a lot of effort to suppress the joy in his heart.
Pretending to be expressionless, he said: "Then let's start signing the contract."
"Okay, how to do it?"
"I'll cut the back of my hand later and outline Parkinson's unique magic emblem." Pansy said seriously, "When it's done, you put your hand on the emblem, and then I'll chant the spell, cast the magic, and activate Once the contract is established, that’s it.”
"Really?" Jack shook his head secretly.
What kind of contract is this?
If a magic contract is a contract in the wizarding world, then as a contract, there should be a large number of clauses.
These terms may indicate certain rights, certain obligations, or may be taboos or things that cannot be done.
however.
Pansy made no mention of any of this.
Just outline the coat of arms, put your hand on it, and say the magic spell?
This process is comparable to playing house.
Either that, meaning such a contract is of no use.
or...
Ha ha……
Jack chuckled.
He has read online articles for more than ten years, is proficient in 2000 ways to kill people and dump their bodies, and knows 800 counter-killing routines.
At the same time, I also like to watch anime such as Conan and Kindaichi.
Knows hundreds of poisons and is good at making all kinds of alibi.
Able to skillfully use fishing lines, tape recorders, daggers, poisonous needles and other crime tools to achieve the desired effect.
The Sorting Hat once wanted him to go straight to Azkaban.
If he hadn't been greedy for Hufflepuff's delicacies, he might have gone to Azkaban.
Pansy wanted to use such crude methods to trick him?
It's time for the ignorant little wizard to learn what it means to be a cunning adult.
It has been circulating in the wizarding world for many years, and this sentence has been around since ancient times.
Although it is a skill that has been passed down for a long time, whether it is easy to use or not is another matter.
There are quite a lot of pitfalls here.
During the period when the Holy See was hunting witches, the wizard's contract was also called the devil's contract.
From this aspect, we can somewhat see people’s views on the contract.
It’s just not useful anyway.
Dark wizards do not dare to sign contracts randomly with black wizards.
I am afraid that I will be cheated.
He could defeat the opponent directly, but because of signing a contract, he became his opponent's slave or something.
There are countless examples of this.
Giving the opponent a chance to make a comeback is better than giving the opponent absolute destruction.
More reliable.
Due to various scruples, magic contracts have not spread to this day.
for example.
Voldemort did not use various magical contracts to enforce management on his subordinates.
Lord Voldemort, who was proficient in dark magic, and the Dark Lord II didn't even need such a thing.
You should know how unreliable this thing is, right?
When you want to understand this.
Look at Pansy again.
What did this little witch from a pure-blood noble family who studied in Slytherin say?
A magical contract to ensure she doesn't take revenge on Jack?
Ok……
Ha ha.
Jack looked at Pansy with a smile.
Listen quietly to her explanation.
From her mouth, Jack learned about a magical contract.
There is nothing special, special, or very distinctive about the contract.
It's still called a magic contract.
Its specific effect is that both parties signing a contract must not violate the contents stipulated in the contract.
If it is violated, the soul will be directly destroyed by the power of the contract.
"Signing such a powerful contract must be very complicated." Jack smiled.
"It's not complicated, not complicated at all." Pansy shook her head repeatedly, "It is my family's magic. It can be easily activated using Parkinson's blood. This is the unique advantage of our pure-blood family!"
As she spoke, she looked at Jack hopefully.
Believe it!
Believe it!
Pansy roared in her mind.
She really hoped Jack would believe her.
In this case……
She can get away!
"Oh~ As expected of a pure-blood noble~" Jack read, "Okay, then I will trust you once and see the effect of your magic contract."
After speaking, he waved his hand.
The big net that originally restrained Pansy quickly receded like the tide.
Without the restraints, Pansy is free again.
However, this freedom is not complete.
She reached up and touched her neck.
There, there is something like a collar.
It's neither cold nor hot to the touch, and has a woody feel.
"What do you mean?" Pansy's tone was very unkind.
Jack looked at her in surprise.
Good guy.
It seems that the lesson given to her is not enough.
You have just let go of your restraints, and you don’t even want to pretend anymore?
But well...
A little witch with an expressive face that is easy for people to understand is better than a cunning adult who cannot tell his inner thoughts just by looking at his expression.
"The contract hasn't been signed yet. Who knows if you will suddenly regret it." Jack spread his hands and said, "This is an insurance policy. If your contract is ineffective, this thing will just cut off your head."
He said coldly.
Pansy heard this, and for some reason, she felt that Jack was a bit strong on the outside but strong on the inside.
She thought about it carefully.
No matter how harsh Jack said it, he would definitely not kill her just like that.
This is the school where Dumbledore is the principal.
Is it the best in the world in terms of safety?
How dare Jack commit a crime in a place like this?
Pansy, who thought she had seen through Jack, immediately changed her mind.
Before, I just thought of using a fake contract to trick Jack so that I could escape easily.
now...
It seems good to have an extra dog that is always there when called.
Pansy had new ideas, and the remaining fear in her mind quickly turned into hatred.
Jack had made such a fool of her today.
She was determined not to let him go.
Just use the family heirloom slave contract.
Let him become a humble slave and serve her all his life.
In this way, the serious crime he committed can be slightly reduced.
A mere mudblood dared to be so disrespectful to a pure-blood noble.
It would be a mercy not to kill him directly!
Having made her decision, Pansy half-closed her eyes to hide the calculation inside.
"I understand. Don't worry. This is my family's magic. It's very effective. It won't be ineffective." She suppressed the dark thoughts in her heart and tried to keep her face as calm as water. "Give me back the wand." , a wand is required to cast a magical contract."
Seeing that Jack was still hesitating, he added: "Don't worry, I won't run away. Anyway, as long as the contract is signed, the matter will be settled.
It’s already something we’re about to understand, so there’s no need for me to bother with it anymore, right? "
To reinforce trust, she also smiled.
I have to say that Pansy in this world is considered a little beauty.
Because of the stimulation of the cold water of the lake, her face became a little paler.
Under the moonlight, there is a strange broken beauty.
"You're right." Jack handed the wand back to Pansy.
As soon as Pansy took the wand, the corners of her mouth couldn't stop turning up.
But she soon realized her mistake.
He quickly spent a lot of effort to suppress the joy in his heart.
Pretending to be expressionless, he said: "Then let's start signing the contract."
"Okay, how to do it?"
"I'll cut the back of my hand later and outline Parkinson's unique magic emblem." Pansy said seriously, "When it's done, you put your hand on the emblem, and then I'll chant the spell, cast the magic, and activate Once the contract is established, that’s it.”
"Really?" Jack shook his head secretly.
What kind of contract is this?
If a magic contract is a contract in the wizarding world, then as a contract, there should be a large number of clauses.
These terms may indicate certain rights, certain obligations, or may be taboos or things that cannot be done.
however.
Pansy made no mention of any of this.
Just outline the coat of arms, put your hand on it, and say the magic spell?
This process is comparable to playing house.
Either that, meaning such a contract is of no use.
or...
Ha ha……
Jack chuckled.
He has read online articles for more than ten years, is proficient in 2000 ways to kill people and dump their bodies, and knows 800 counter-killing routines.
At the same time, I also like to watch anime such as Conan and Kindaichi.
Knows hundreds of poisons and is good at making all kinds of alibi.
Able to skillfully use fishing lines, tape recorders, daggers, poisonous needles and other crime tools to achieve the desired effect.
The Sorting Hat once wanted him to go straight to Azkaban.
If he hadn't been greedy for Hufflepuff's delicacies, he might have gone to Azkaban.
Pansy wanted to use such crude methods to trick him?
It's time for the ignorant little wizard to learn what it means to be a cunning adult.
