Sorcerer Supreme at Hogwarts (English Versión)

"Breaking a Curse"

"You're Stephen Flamel, right?"

A new student approached Stephen while he was sitting, watching the students train.

The girl seemed smaller than usual, though she didn't look malnourished or neglected. In fact, she wore expensive, elegant clothes, and even her straight black hair was tied up in a bun with gold clips. However, she looked quite sickly and pale. With just one glance, Stephen immediately understood why.

"Hmm? Yeah, what's up?" Stephen asked lazily.

"You know a lot of unknown magic, don't you?" she asked excitedly upon seeing Stephen nod.

"You could say that," Stephen replied, staring at the girl, intrigued by what she wanted.

"Then teach me a spell to defeat my sister," the girl said cheerfully, surprising Stephen with her request.

"Hahaha. Sure, no problem," Stephen responded, tempted by the girl's unusual request.

"Astoria!"

Suddenly, their conversation was interrupted by the sharp voice of a Slytherin student not far away.

Stephen recognized her immediately. She was one of the few Slytherin students who practiced mystical arts—not because she was in Slytherin, but because she belonged to a pure-blood family. She was the notorious Ice Queen, Daphne Greengrass. Many students had taken the test to be trained, but most of them were half-bloods. Even though Slytherin had a majority of pure-bloods, not all of them passed.

Several pure-bloods had tried to take the test, but they all failed—except for Greengrass and Shafiq. It wasn't surprising, considering their families hadn't supported Voldemort.

"Sister!"

Seeing the furious Daphne, Astoria quickly hid behind Stephen.

Stephen observed as the well-known Ice Queen, who always kept her emotions in check, approached them in a rage—even her platinum blonde hair seemed to be lifting slightly due to her anger.

"Now I see why she always keeps that poker face," Stephen murmured, realizing that Daphne was quite emotional. It was common among young wizards but could be dangerous, as it often led to magical accidents.

Daphne noticed Stephen's gaze on her hair and understood that she needed to control herself. She stopped in her tracks, took a deep breath to calm down, and regained her unshaken expression.

"Instructor Stephen, I apologize for my sister bothering you during your break," Daphne said quickly upon reaching them, shooting a glare at her sister, who was still peeking from behind Stephen.

"Looks like your Occlumency still isn't perfect," Stephen remarked with a mocking smile.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Daphne responded, keeping her poker face, though the redness of her ears betrayed her.

"Ahem. I'll take my sister so she won't disturb you, Instructor. With your permission… Astoria, hurry up."

"No!" Astoria quickly exclaimed, clinging to Stephen's back.

"If you don't come, I'll show your classmates your childhood photos," Daphne threatened mercilessly.

"No! Okay, okay, I'm coming," Astoria said in alarm, quickly moving toward her sister.

Daphne nodded to Stephen with elegant composure before walking away, her sister grumbling beside her.

Stephen watched the entire scene with interest, saying little, but the sisters had certainly caught his attention.

"You don't want to cure your blood curse?" Stephen asked softly.

Daphne spun around instantly, eyes wide with shock.

"You… how do you know about that?" she asked, quickly approaching Stephen until she stood right in front of him. However, given her height, she could only reach his chest.

"Okay, first, respect personal space," Stephen said, gently pushing her forehead with a finger.

"And second, are you seriously asking me that? Not only do I know about your curse, but half the pure-bloods at Hogwarts have some kind of blood-related affliction. After all, obsessing over purity makes fools do foolish things," he said casually, teasing her a little.

"So you also know where the curse comes from?" Daphne asked, intrigued, stepping closer again. In all the years of the Greengrass family's existence, no one had ever uncovered the origin of their curse.

"Have you never wondered why the Flint family looks like a den of trolls? Just as strong, but equally ugly? Or why the Black family's Metamorphmagi have a tendency to go insane? That's the mark of ancestors obsessed with purifying their blood—using forbidden magic and stealing the blood of magical creatures," Stephen explained calmly while occasionally pushing Daphne's forehead to keep her at a distance.

"(Not to mention Voldemort, who ended up bald and noseless, looking like a snake. He probably found something in the Chamber of Secrets and tried to purify his blood.)," Stephen thought.

"Are you saying that my family might have used that kind of magic in the past, and that's why we have a curse?" Daphne asked, starting to understand.

"Exactly. That's why you need to control your emotions, and why your magic goes out of control. Not just because you have a vast source of magic. The same goes for your sister, but her body can't handle it, and the curse prevents her from fully recovering," Stephen explained simply, glancing at Astoria. She had grown bored of the conversation and had settled into Stephen's lounge chair, sipping a glass of juice that no one knew where she got from.

"Is there a way to cure the curse?" Daphne asked quickly, her voice filled with hope.

Stephen looked at her for a few seconds, thoughtful. "(She doesn't seem much like an Ice Queen to me.)," he thought.

"There are several ways. Honestly, it's pretty easy," Stephen said calmly, making Daphne light up with excitement. The moment her emotions spiked, several rocks around them started floating.

"I think we should work on your issue as well," Stephen said with a grin, causing Daphne to blush before regaining her unreadable expression, showing that she had regained her Occlumency.

"Where are we going, Prince?" Astoria asked, riding on Stephen's back. He was carrying her because, after leaving Hogwarts, she had quickly grown exhausted as if she had run a marathon.

"To the Forbidden Forest," Stephen replied, trying to ignore the resurfaced nickname he had buried.

"The Forbidden Forest?!" Daphne exclaimed in shock. She had been following Stephen without question until now, since it was for her sister's sake.

"Yes, we need the help of some friends. Don't worry, the creatures won't attack you if you're with me," Stephen said casually as he continued walking.

When they finally reached the forest, Daphne was walking almost glued to Stephen's back, nervously glancing around, while Astoria, perched on Stephen's back, looked around excitedly.

"(I guess her illness kept her bedridden or indoors all the time.)," Stephen thought as he saw Astoria's excitement for the adventure.

"Alright, we're here," Stephen said, looking at a beautiful meadow filled with glowing plants and small magical creatures fluttering everywhere, as if it were a paradise for animals. And it wasn't far from the truth—this was one of the places Stephen had secured with magic, keeping out ill-intentioned people.

"Wow. This is amazing," Astoria said as she climbed down from Stephen's back to run among the creatures. Normally, they would have fled, but in this place, anyone entering would be surprised to see how quickly the creatures approached in a friendly manner.

"Are all the creatures here tamed?" Daphne asked, watching her sister happily playing with some Mooncalves and Puffskeins, while a Niffler was trying to steal her hair clips.

"Of course not. There's a barrier that keeps bad people out, and they know that, which is why they're friendly. Plus, they're used to it—whenever the twins need ingredients, they come here and bribe them to get them," Stephen said with a grin.

As they spoke, Stephen noticed a unicorn approaching a few meters away. Riding on its back was a one-eyed, scarred Demiguise, who arrived right in front of Stephen and Daphne.

"Arkon, you brought Whitney for me, thanks. But you took out your glass eye again—I already told you it helps you see properly," Stephen said cheerfully as he picked up Arkon, the Demiguise.

The creature responded using sign language, a skill Stephen had taught him.

"[Scars. Honor. Warrior.]" Arkon signed, expressing that scars were a warrior's medals of honor.

"Yeah, yeah, brave warrior. My bad," Stephen replied, exasperated.

"This is Whitney, the matriarch of the unicorns. I saved her a few years ago from a lunatic who wanted to steal her blood. And this is Arkon, the Demiguise. We saved him with the Scamander family last year," Stephen introduced his friends.

"Poor thing," Astoria said, stepping forward to gently pet the Demiguise. Even Daphne looked at him with pity.

"Don't see it that way. He protected his pack from poachers himself, predicting every spell, arrow, and trap, taking them with his own body to defend his family. When we arrived, he was still standing, covered in blood, never taking his eyes off his enemies. He was waiting for us. Even with one eye, he can see the future better than most of his kind," Stephen recounted the demiguise's bravery, surprising the sisters, as demiguises were known to be gentle and peaceful creatures.

"What about his family?" Astoria asked.

"They stayed with the Scamanders. Arkon wanted to come to the forest," Stephen said as Arkon began speaking in sign language.

"[See. Future. Himself.]" Arkon signed, meaning he wanted to see Stephen's future for himself, since he could only see a few minutes ahead when it came to him, which had piqued his interest.

"You're just nosy," Stephen said as he set Arkon down and approached Whitney.

"Whitney, forgive me for asking this, but I need two drops of your blood to save my friends," Stephen said, stroking the unicorn.

"Hfff. *Cloc," the unicorn responded, nodding and stamping the ground once in agreement.

"Thank you, my friend. Don't worry, it won't hurt," Stephen said as he petted her back. Then, two glowing white drops emerged without the unicorn feeling a thing.

"It's done, my friend. If you need anything, just ask, and Arkon will act as an interpreter," Stephen said with a smile.

"Hiiii uffff cloc cloc," Whitney neighed, sending a look toward Arkon, who had been playing with the Greengrass sisters. He quickly approached Stephen to translate.

"[Food. Food. Baby. Grandchild.]" Arkon signed.

"You mean your daughter is pregnant and you want to give her more food? Congratulations!" Stephen said joyfully, stroking Whitney with genuine happiness. "Tomorrow, I'll send Misty with plenty of food and gifts. Don't worry."

Hearing that, the unicorn neighed happily, and knowing Stephen would be busy, the demiguise climbed onto her back. The two quickly departed, leading the nearby animals away as well, since Stephen had important things to do.

As everyone left, Stephen caught the niffler that had managed to steal Astoria's hairpins and exchanged them for a shiny gold coin, which the niffler eagerly accepted before Stephen could change his mind.

"Instructor Stephen, is the way to break the curse unicorn blood? But it's supposed to have an even stronger curse," Daphne asked as she took the hairpin and began fixing her sister's hair.

"Only if it's taken by force. Many potions use unicorn blood, which is why there are places where they're treated like gods. And above all, because the curse in your blood comes from unicorn blood," Stephen explained as he pulled out two glass goblets from his pocket. The sisters watched him intently.

Stephen dropped one glowing drop into each goblet, then looked at the sisters for a moment before saying:

"What you're about to see, keep it a secret. I don't want to start a magical world war or anything," Stephen said as he cut his finger, letting out bright red blood that shimmered with the same intensity as unicorn blood. He let a single drop fall into each goblet. When the two types of blood mixed, they transformed into a golden, almost sacred-looking liquid that filled both cups.

"What was that?" Astoria asked, intrigued.

"Your blood. Why does it look like unicorn blood?" Daphne asked, equally surprised.

"Pure wizard blood. Something all magical families seek but was lost to time," Stephen explained calmly, leaving the sisters speechless. They wanted to ask more, but just knowing such blood existed was already dangerous.

"Why do you trust us? You haven't known us for that long," Daphne asked, feeling a bit guilty.

"Honestly, you're terrible at Occlumency," Stephen teased, watching Daphne's expressions change by the minute.

"If you want a real answer, it's because I know you're not bad people. So just take this already," Stephen said with a smile, making both sisters blush as they took their goblets quickly to hide their faces.

After drinking the liquid, they felt warmth spread through their bodies, making them feel light and joyful.

"It'll take a few days to be complete. Let's head back to the castle before nightfall," Stephen said as he walked, the sisters following him in high spirits.

This time, Astoria made it all the way to the castle doors without getting tired, wearing a huge smile despite being covered in sweat from the effort.

"You could join Mystic Arts training to build up your stamina," Stephen suggested, noticing her sweaty face.

"Thanks, Prince," Astoria said, giving him a cheerful hug before running off to take a bath.

"Thank you, Instructor. My family will always be grateful," Daphne said, giving a noble salute before glancing at Stephen's face—and blushing.

"I'll tell you one more secret. I'm a natural Legilimens, that's why I said you're bad at Occlumency," Stephen said with a teasing smile, making Daphne flustered as she ran off without looking back.

"Hahaha," Stephen laughed as he made his way to the Gryffindor common room, earning dreamy stares from all the girls he passed.

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