Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 360: The curse in the snow castle

() At the end of 1980, snowflakes fluttered down and accumulated overnight, decorating the whole of Paris like a silver fairy tale.

On the roof, on the side of the street, in front of the shop... Almost everything seems to be covered with a layer of white whipped cream. People can't help but want to pick up a handful and taste it.

Muggles came and went on this cold morning, creaking as they stepped on the snow, and the exhaled water vapor curled up lightly and escaped into the hazy sky.

The cycle of these four seasons is the charm of nature.

It was this early morning that Fort Blois was also covered with a thick white quilt, which looked soft and seemed not so cold anymore.

Today's Fort Blois seems very busy, and the snow in the atrium has not yet been cleared. The servants hurried back and forth on the snow, mostly with happy smiles, as if something great had happened in the fort.

A series of footprints became clearer and clearer in the vast courtyard, and finally was stepped out of a wet snow trail.

"Is the kitchen ready? The first batch of guests should be here soon. Everyone speed up their hands and feet—"

A heroic maid standing at the door of the main fort, waving her hands quickly, and loudly instructing the servants, like a female conductor of a symphony orchestra.

But after only a few words, he disappeared in place with a "crack", leaving only a pair of deep footprints on the ground.

Apparently, she seemed to see that there was no big problem here, so she apparated and waved the baton elsewhere.

"Oh! Missy is about to give birth, I don't know whether the child will follow the father or the mother!"

In the corridor next to the atrium, two young maids apparated almost at the same time. They said hello to each other, and then chatted as they walked...

"It should be called'Mrs.'! Even if you came with the lady, you should change your tune!" Another maid poked her waist with a hand and said with a grin, "Just the master and the lady No matter who you are, you can’t make a difference!"

"Yes, yes! You said..." the maid who spoke first whispered, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"I heard that the master doesn't care about men and women, but he likes children! So the wife and the master didn't plan to go to divination, just waiting for Waldo's blessing!"

"Oh... the eldest lady is so happy! I don't know where my significant other is?"

"It's'Mrs.', oops--why don't you always remember! I tell you..."

The maids were full of ecstasy, and while teasing each other with envy, they went to the other side of the corridor.

Not long after, the first group of guests had already arrived at the gate, and the expensive carriages parked accurately on the square in front of the courtyard, and the carriages were all printed with exquisite family crests without exception.

The Blois family in France has always been low-key, but no matter how low-key it is, the wife of the new owner of the family will give birth to the first child, which is determined to be ignored.

In the modern magic world where the pure-blood family is declining, the rebirth of the ancient blood represents the continuation of the noble tradition and is the glory of the entire pure-blood family.

It's just that this generation of Patriarch of Blois is a little different, because he did not ask the prophet to do divination as he did in the past.

That being said, with the Blois family's invisible status in the French magical world, other families will not stop coming because of this little thing.

Soon, many of the guests who showed good manners, under the guidance of the servants, went to the second auditorium of the main castle one after another.

The first batch of guests who arrived early are not very high in status. They came here because they just wanted to take a look at the big scene, and they were familiar with the big family that couldn't meet in the weekdays.

Social conventions like this are not much different whether in the Muggle world or in the magic world.

But anyway, today's Blois Castle is finally really lively.

However, it is the opposite of the warm atmosphere of the main castle. In the temporary delivery room where the master’s wife was, the warm air seemed to be filled with a sense of tension as if preparing for battle before the army.

This temporary delivery room was specially cleaned up as a pregnant woman's bedroom when the owner's wife was found to be pregnant. Now that the wife is about to give birth, it is naturally used as a temporary delivery room.

At this moment, the lady is lying flat on the soft bed with her big belly, her forehead hair is wet with sweat.

"Is it almost time?"

"Wait, wait..."

At the bedside, a handsome man anxiously asked the head nurse of the family that the sweat on his cheeks was not much less than that of his wife.

"My dear, how do you feel?" the man asked when he reached the bed, holding his wife's hand.

But his wife just shook her head slightly, beckoning him not to be so anxious.

The time passed a little bit, and the young patron who couldn't resist this suffering was spinning back and forth, and finally he took the initiative to walk out of the room in order to prevent his wife from being upset.

Leaning against the wall of the outer corridor, the man took a deep breath, and began to mutter the two names that he had just ordered last night.

This waiting time seems to have been stretched indefinitely, so I can't wait any longer.

The servants running around in the corridor must salute him every time they pass here. But now his mind is full of his wife and the child who is about to be born in her stomach, how can he have the time to take care of these.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the temporary delivery room, and it seemed that the most critical moment had finally arrived!

"Oh! May Waldo bless! Both boys and girls, as long as my wife and children are healthy!" The man stretched out his finger and drew an ancient symbol on his forehead.

This time, he finally didn't let him wait too long. With a clear cry, the child was born!

The man suddenly widened his eyes, and his handsome face showed great joy. He turned abruptly and took a step, opened the door to get in, and almost ran into the maid holding the washbasin.

"Oh! I'm sorry, old—"

"Let let, let let! It's okay, let's let go!"

He couldn't wait, so he turned sideways and walked away, and then squeezed past the maid.

"Oh! Madam, how are you—"

Before speaking, an inexplicable breath suddenly spread in the delivery room. Everyone, including the wife who just finished giving birth, looked startled, and their eyes lost focus.

In the room, only the baby who had just been wiped and was still lying on the soft bed is still crying and crying. The cry echoed in the room, seeming extremely secretive.

At this moment, with a "click" crack, the gem pendant on the man's chest suddenly cracked.

He was stunned suddenly, and he returned to his senses in a daze.

"Why...what's the matter?"

He looked around, only to find that everyone else was looking straight ahead with a dull face. The scene was horrifying.

"..."

The man was stunned, half-opened his mouth but didn't know what to say or who to tell.

After a while, as if thinking of something, he violently pulled open the collar of the upper collar and stretched his hand to his chest. Immediately, he took out the necklace that had been hung on his chest since he was a child, and looked at the pendant part in surprise.

"...cracked? Really cracked?" He stared deeply at the broken pendant jewel and muttered to himself, "The warning recorded on the family tree title page...is it true? "

Just as he was in a daze, everyone in this room suddenly twisted their necks and looked strangely at the baby who was still crying.

The young Patriarch returned to his senses abruptly. He extremely decisively drew out his magic wand, which he never left, and cast out dozens of spells one after another.

But when the tip of the staff pointed at his wife, his arm stiffened subconsciously.

No matter how safe the curse is, it is also a curse. The wife has just given birth and her body is the weakest, in case the effect of the curse affects her body...

It was just a moment of hesitation. The young woman sitting on the bed suddenly rose up, turned over from under the quilt, and fell to the floor.

But she didn't realize it, roaring in her throat, crawling towards him frantically.

A bright red stream flowed from the woman's lower body, fell on the floor, and was rubbed into a vague, sticky blood mark.

"All, all petrochemicals--"

Seeing that the longer the delay, the worse the situation will inevitably be. The man finally made up his mind and confined his wife with a wave of his wand.

After he finished casting the spell, he immediately picked up his stiff beloved wife and put her back on the bed.

Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly rummaged through the potions cabinet that was already on the side, took out a bottle of potion, opened his wife's mouth and fed it down.

After finishing all this, he looked at his wife a few more times with worry, then reluctantly picked up the crying baby, and ran outside.

The child is too young to use the follower to show it to move. What he regrets most right now is why he didn't exercise his physique.

There are too many servants along the way~IndoMTL.com~ He had to free his hands, cast a spell while running wildly, knocking out or imprisoning all the people he encountered on the way.

For a while, the side fort of Fort Blois was simply chaotic. Everywhere he passed, a person would fall on the ground unconsciously at almost every distance.

He barely breathed a sigh of relief when he went downstairs out of breath and plunged into the basement again.

According to the family tree title page, it is a girl who may awaken the curse. But the time of curse awakening is not fixed. It is possible from the moment of birth to before the age of 22.

The chance of cursing awakening is too low. There hasn't been a single instance in the past hundreds of years. The warning on the front page of the genealogy has even become a kind of "inheritance ceremony".

Only at the ceremony where the next Patriarch is set, will the ancient family tree be asked to read it out, and that's it.

"Why...why is it my child? Why is it...my Willie!"