"In ancient times, humans were not the only masters of the earth. The more powerful immortal species were the actual rulers of the earth, such as elves and Titans.
They all have innate magical abilities, and those abilities are very powerful, while humans do not have any magical abilities.
So at that time, humans were actually regarded as vassals of the immortal species.
However, the greatest ability of human beings is wisdom. For the development of the race, human beings decided to find ways to obtain these abilities.
Some people choose to integrate the blood of immortal species or other things into their bodies, and they do achieve some power, but there are always unexpected births; some marry magical creatures and pass on the blood to future generations.
these abilities.
These were also the two schools at that time - warlocks and wizards. Both were collectively called magicians.
However, because the power of the Warlock School was too bloody, and due to operational reasons, it always looked very weird. Therefore, it was gradually eliminated and the inheritance gradually disappeared.
It is said that the lineage of alchemy was passed down from sorcerers."
Snape put down the "History of Magic" in his hand, looked up at Weston, and said with certainty: "Is this what you are referring to?!"
Weston smiled and nodded: "Yes, teacher! As for the situation of the twenty-eight holy families, you also know that they are just the remaining twenty-eight small families after the war with the Holy See!"
A small family? Snape sneered, but did not refute.
In fact, the Holy Twenty-Eight Families control nearly two-thirds of the power in the magical world, whether it is economic or political.
It's just that the three people in front of him really didn't take them seriously. Snape is a long-famous potion master, and his influence is not just that little. Not to mention Dumbledore, most of the wizarding world
It was looking at his face.
As for Weston... I can only say that the future is promising!
Weston knew that his words contained a lot of bragging, but that didn't mean he would be like this in the future. All reactionaries are paper tigers! Weston thought this was quite reasonable.
Pretending not to notice Snape's sneer, Weston continued: "Okay, let's put aside family and the like. What I want to say is actually the source of my wizarding power."
"You mean - the power of the Immortal Seed?" Dumbledore began to understand.
"Yes, that's it!" Weston snapped his fingers, "It seems that you are smart enough, Professor!"
"Haha, your compliment can't make me blush any more, Weston!" Dumbledore replied with a smile. It was obvious that Weston's compliment made him very happy.
Just when Weston was about to continue boasting, Snape became impatient: "Stop talking so much about useless things, and get down to business!"
Oh, you are so arrogant! You have no emotional intelligence and you deserve to be single! Weston glanced at him with disdain, and quickly continued speaking before Snape could blush.
"Where did we talk? Yes, it's blood!"
"The power of wizards comes from blood, Animagus can turn into animals, and most immortal species are animals - don't you think this reminds me of something..."
"Hiss--" Dumbledore understood and couldn't help but gasped. He swore that he hadn't been so rude in a long time.
The same was true for Snape. At this time, he was afraid to listen anymore, and cold sweat instantly covered his entire forehead.
Neither of them are fools, they both understood Weston's hint!
"You mean..." Dumbledore seemed to say something calmly. Even he didn't notice that the hands under the table were clenched tightly without any relaxation.
...
"I guess the role of the Animagus has never been to turn into an animal. Its real role should be to use transformation techniques to develop the power of blood so that wizards can become humanoid immortals!"
"This is the true use of Animagus! In other words, the Animagus that transforms into a magical creature is truly successful!"
"Dong, dong, dong——"
The room was quiet, and the sound of the heartbeat, which originally seemed non-existent, seemed to be amplified countless times at this time, and could be clearly heard in this room...
After a long time, Dumbledore finally recovered, looked at Weston, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face: "What a bold idea! I have to say, you scared me, kid! Sometimes, I really
I want to know what is going on in your little head..."
"You are really outstanding, Weston! I once had a student who, in my opinion, was the most outstanding student at Hogwarts in fifty years! But now, I'm afraid I have to change my mind, even if
You haven't enrolled yet..."
Oops! Weston was so frightened that he almost peed his pants when he heard Dumbledore talking like that.
Doesn’t this mean, young man, I think you have great potential for Voldemort! Weston smiled bitterly,
Whatever you want, think whatever you want. Survive first! Weston thought to himself, and his tense body gradually relaxed.
"Is there nothing you want to say to me?" Dumbledore looked at him with a smile.
"Uh-" Weston scratched his hair and said what he thought of: "I know who you are talking about, professor, but I know I won't be him!"
"Oh?" Dumbledore became interested.
"Yes, to be precise, he is just a waste!" Weston was very disdainful. "If I say that he has so many resources and so many contacts, he has not even broken through the British magic world. He is too visionary.
Bad, bad review!”
"There are obviously better ways to improve your strength, but you always take some crooked ways and are not good at using your own advantages. It's too stupid. Bad review!"
"There are obviously so many like-minded people, but if you insist on choosing dictatorship, the result is less and less progress, and even continuous regression. The ideas are not good, bad review!"
"All in all, he is just a big fool who only has strength and no brains, but always feels good about himself!"
Well, I don’t know what Voldemort would think when he heard this comment, but Dumbledore was amused and laughed out loud.
"Well, Weston, you are a smart boy!" Dumbledore gently wiped away the tears from laughter, "So, you don't agree with Voldemort?"
"Obviously, isn't it?" Weston shrugged, "If you ask me, he is not a Dark Lord, he is at most a terrorist! He has none of the magnanimity and ability of a king!"
"Then have you heard of Grindelwald?" Dumbledore asked casually.
"Sister-in-law Deng?" Weston said casually, then stiffened and secretly thought, "Oh no!"
"It seems that you know a lot, Mr. Delacour..." Dumbledore smiled slightly.
For some reason, Weston always felt that at this moment, there was a red light behind the old man...