Vol 2 Chapter 868: Magic contract

But Harry was pretty sure that Mrs. McGonagall would not be so helpful this time. Although Hermione said that the study group was allowed, he intuitively felt that this group might be considered a rebellious one.
Fanlin is thinking between the screaming shed or the responsive house. There is no doubt that Umbridge’s control over Hogwarts is rising, and such prevention of exposure to her will definitely be qualitative. For Dumbledore's army.
No needless troubles can be avoided. It is not so much that Dumbledore is not ready to completely turn his face with the Ministry of Magic. It is better to say that they have no ability to force Voldemort to appear. Fanlin has not received Tfrey for a long time There is new news, and the old bat's calculations seem to be lost.
"Well, then, we'll try to find a place," Hermione replied. "When we set the time and place for the first meeting, we will notify everyone." She pulled out a piece of Fanlin's parchment paper and a quill pen from her bag, then hesitated for a while, as if she wanted to Take up the courage to speak. "I—I think everyone should put their name here so we know who is coming. I also thought," she took a deep breath, "each one of us should make sure not to spread the word about what we are doing here. . So if you sign, it means you will not tell Umbridge or anyone else what we are doing."
"And, I want to add one more point." Fanlin said, taking the parchment in Hermione's hand with one hand, and inspired by a little magic power, dense blue runes appeared on the parchment scroll.
"In fact, in order to ensure safety, this letter of guarantee has been turned into a magic contract by me, which can ensure that the consenting person is sufficiently safe. Even if it is Veritaserum, the magic in the contract can temporarily block your memory. , A very complete Occlumency." Fanlin glanced around and said lightly, "Of course, there is nothing to say about the betrayers. This is not a war, so naturally there is no need for cruelty. Means, however, if someone breaks the rules, then it is necessary for a few days to become mad, and then be remembered clearly, and I promise, this effect will definitely be activated when you say the first word, magic It will reflect your truest thoughts, so up to now, it is up to you to decide whether to sign or not."
Everyone's expressions have changed. They haven't really experienced the magic contract or something.
"Of course, this is a conventional method in business." Fred said, taking the lead in the parchment and happily signing.
This seems to be a good start.
Although no one stood up to object, Fanlin still noticed that some people were reluctant to write down their names.
But it doesn't matter to Fanlin, as long as the name is written down, the magic will tell them what choice they should make.
"En..." Justin said slowly, without picking up the parchment that George wanted to hand him, "En...I think Ernie will tell me when the party will be." But Ernie also seemed hesitant. Do you want to sign. Hermione raised her eyebrows and looked at him.
"I--en, we are the prefect," Ernie blurted out, "If this parchment is leaked out...well, I mean...tell you, if Umbridge finds this..."
"You just said that this group is the most important thing you will do this year," Harry reminded him.
"I...yes," Ernie said, "yes, I do think that, but..."
"Eone, do you really think I will let this list circulate?" Hermione said angrily.
"No, no, of course not," Ernie said, looking less anxious. "I... yes, of course I will sign." No one objected after O'Neill. Although Harry saw Qiu's friend give him a very reproach before signing, Harry could still tell. His gaze still fell on Fanlin, and he had to admit that this was considered a threat. Whether it was the contract between waving hands or the strength of Fanlin's battles, there was no reason for those present to refuse.
Apart from a few familiar friends, Luna is the fastest to sign.
Luna did not pause at all, and stood directly in front of Fanlin, "Can you really see Ye Qi?"
"I can feel it." Fanlin touched his nose, and Fanlin really couldn't lie about Luna's question.
"Oh, well, you should teach her how to observe..."
"Who?"
Luna pointed her finger at Hermione, ignoring Hermione's astonishment and Fanlin's wry smile, folded back and returned to the team.
"What's going on, you know her very well?"
...
Waiting for the last person in the line...Angelina...After signing, Hermione took the parchment back and carefully stuffed it into the bag.
Now this group of people has a very strange feeling, as if they had just signed an agreement and then boarded a thief ship. There has never been a student club that needs a magic contract.
Regardless of the weirdness, the established facts cannot be changed anyway.
"Okay, don't delay," Fred stood up vigorously. "I have something to buy with George and Lee. See you later."
The rest also left in twos and threes.
Qiu spent a lot of time tying her bag before leaving. Her long curtain-like hair dangled to the front to block her face, but her friend stood beside her, arms folded in front of her chest, urging So Qiu had no choice but to go with her. When her friend dragged her to the door, Qiu turned around and waved at Harry.
"Okay~EbookFREE.me~ I think it went well this time," Hermione said happily when Hermione, Fanlin, Harry, and Ron walked out of the pig's head a few minutes later into the bright sunlight.
Harry and Ron grabbed their butterbeer.
Uh... the cup is from the pig's head bar...
I hope Mr. Dumbledore will not mind...
"That guy named Henrietta is a nuisance," Ron said, glaring at the vaguely discernible outline of Emily in the distance.
"I don't like him much," said Hermione, "but he happened to hear it when I was talking to Ernie and Hannah at the Hefpuff table, and he seemed to want to come very much, so what can I say? ? And it is true that the more people, the better-I mean, Michael Kona and his friends would not come, if it weren't for him and Ginny to go out -"
Ron was drinking the last few drops of Butterbeer, choked and squirted out the beer.
"What is he?" Ron looked at Hermione incredulously. "What did you just say?"