I focus on the ritual and I am prepared for what it is going to do. Once again I am using Blood Magic. I dip my finger in the beker with Draco’s blood and start to draw the rune on the side, big and thick. His blood dripping down the cabinet. When the Rune is done I call the ceremonial knife to me. Father gave it to me at the beginning of the year, a small dagger, for protection and if I would ever find myself in close combat without a wand.