Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

Draco spoke in a low voice, tinged with worry.

He slowly recounted the information he had learned.

"This blood curse is passed down only to women, not men."

"It's also on Astoria."

"Fortunately, their blood curse is not fatal; it only weakens the body and does not endanger life, nor does it cause them to completely lose their minds like the blood cursed orcs."

"Even so, this curse still resulted in women in the Greengrass family generally having shorter lifespans and being in a state of sub-health for many years."

"Moreover, childbirth will accelerate the onset of the curse and drastically shorten lifespan."

Draco's voice lowered, his gaze fixed on the table, as if he were avoiding something.

"My father told me all this because he didn't want my relationship with her to continue."

"So what are you planning to do?" John asked.

Draco paused for a moment, then looked up, his eyes filled with an unusual firmness.

"I still want to be with her. I don't care if we don't have children, even if Malfoy has no offspring."

"Are you serious?" Titus blurted out, his voice filled with disbelief.

He knew all too well the obsession pure-blood families had with inheritance.

I never expected Draco to say something like "It doesn't matter if we have no offspring."

"Of course," Draco's voice remained unwavering.

"I've thought about it for a long time. Astoria is different from others."

"I want to be with her."

"And ultimately, whether the Malfoy bloodline can continue is no longer important to me."

Hearing Draco's words, the group was somewhat moved.

The once arrogant, sarcastic Draco Malfoy, obsessed with pure-blood honor, can now utter such words.

This is quite surprising.

"Since you've already made your decision, why are you asking me?" John asked with a smile.

Draco sighed. "I just wanted to see if there was any way to alleviate her curse."

John shook his head.

If the Blood Curse were so easy to resolve or alleviate, it wouldn't have gradually become rare.

Because the severe blood curse makes it impossible for the family to pass down its lineage.

Those whose conditions weren't serious would have found a solution themselves long ago; they wouldn't have waited until now.

Draco gave a wry smile: "Well, I should have known. Although the chances are slim, I still wanted to give it a try."

John pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "If the Greengrass family's blood curse only weakens the body, then we can try using some mild potions to treat it."

But Draco shook his head: "It's no use. They've already tried all the potions that can be tried."

John thought about it for a moment and did not directly refute it.

Instead, he immediately pulled out a large pile of potion ingredients and crucibles from his invisible stretch bag.

Then, ignoring the stares of the others, he began mixing the ingredients on his own.

Ordinary potions are naturally ineffective.

But if...

While John was concocting a potion, he suddenly cut his index finger, and a few drops of blood fell into the cauldron.

If paired with Unicorn Blood and the power of the Magic Stone.

Will it produce unexpected results?

Since John was resurrected with the blood of a unicorn and the Philosopher's Stone, he can be described as a human-shaped mushroom, with even a few drops of his blood possessing powerful vitality.

Professor Snape even drew some blood from him for research.

This proves that his blood does indeed contain a life force far exceeding that of ordinary magic potions.

If prepared properly, it can even be used to create a low-cost version of the elixir of immortality.

For two whole hours, John was working on the pot of medicine with great intensity, and Draco and the others wisely refrained from disturbing him.

John finally breathed a sigh of relief when the liquid in the crucible gradually changed from a murky deep purple to a clear silvery white.

"Well, time and materials are limited, so we can only make a super low-end version of the elixir of youth."

"But with the enhancement of my blood, which contains powerful life energy."

"Take this to Astoria and let her try it the next time her symptoms flare up."

Draco took the bottle of silvery-white potion and asked somewhat uncertainly.

"What does 'blood boost' mean?"

To be honest, Draco didn't know the specific details of John's resurrection; he only knew that John had died once before.

So John briefly explained that after hearing about the unicorn blood and the Philosopher's Stone, even if he were stupid, he would realize the value of this potion.

Draco pursed his lips, unsure of what to say for a moment.

Finally, he simply nodded solemnly and carefully put the bottle of medicine into his pocket.

"Thanks, John. Whether it's useful or not, I'll remember this favor."

John waved his hand; it wasn't a difficult task for him.

The power of the unicorn's blood and the magic stone nourished him from within, so he had no worries about those few drops of blood.

Professor Snape, that old bat, drew several vials of his blood for research, and he didn't seem to experience any discomfort.

"Alright, stop being so mushy. Astoria is my sister's good friend. I can't just stand by and do nothing, or that little girl Joel will probably start nagging me about it."

Upon hearing this, Draco's lips curled into a rare smile.

Joel had attended John's engagement party some time ago, so he knew that Joel's true identity was John's sister, and that the surname Green was just a disguise.

Last year, Draco and Joel had a fairly good relationship.

This can be considered a good deed, which is why John is now offering his strong support.

"Just so you know, if the medicine works, you'll need to prepare the materials yourselves when you ask me to make potions in the future, including Astoria's."

"Also, don't make a fuss. I don't want to cause any unnecessary trouble."

"I understand." Draco nodded without hesitation.

"I'll take care of the materials. You just need to prepare the invoices. I won't let anyone else know about this."

John nodded in satisfaction, then muttered to himself, "Since your two families are so rich... can I rip you off a lot...?"

"Hey, I can hear you." Draco rolled his eyes in annoyance. "But if it really helps Astoria, then go ahead and kill her..."

Don't even mention that Draco would be happy to be slaughtered.

If this medicine could truly help the women of the Greengrass family prolong their lives, they would be eager to have John kill them.

"Alright, give this to Astoria. Oh, and tell her that my sister misses her a lot, and that she's welcome to visit my sister whenever she has time."

Draco nodded, understanding John's meaning.

This was to relieve Astoria of her psychological burden, allowing her to continue her normal interactions with Joel without feeling constrained by the thought of needing his help.

However, Draco didn't think Astoria would feel awkward about this, because she was a clear-headed and dignified girl who took things very well.

But John is not familiar with Astoria, so it's normal for him to have such concerns.

John simply didn't want his sister's precious friendship to be ruined by a bottle of medicine.