In the end, Dumbledore did not agree with Weston's idea. In his opinion, the basilisk was still extremely dangerous even if it was tamed by Weston. It was a 5X-level dangerous magical creature.
After many fruitless arguments, Weston had to give up this tempting idea.
During the discussion between the two, there was an episode, and the cause was because of Voldemort Rabbit. After Voldemort Rabbit saw the basilisk, he actually started to order the basilisk.
Logically speaking, as a descendant of Salazar, he should have some absolute command rights over this basilisk. Unfortunately, the basilisk has been frightened by Weston, and it heard Voldemort wanted it to kill Weston.
Finally, he pretended not to hear.
Weston understood Voldemort's words and smiled slightly. He didn't do anything to Voldemort and smiled at him. This made Voldemort confused and at the same time he had a premonition that didn't last seconds.
Touching the shrunken mini basilisk in his hand, Weston suddenly said to Voldemort: "It seems that Mr. Voldemort is very hostile to me!"
"How is it possible? I won't do such a thing!" Voldemort Rabbit shook his head fiercely, suddenly stiffened, and looked at Weston in stunned silence: "You...are you speaking snake language?
"
"Why, is it weird that I can speak parsel, Mr. Voldemort?" Weston looked at him with a smile.
Voldemort Rabbit sighed, knowing that Weston would not let him go, so he simply lay down in the cage, grabbed a carrot, and ate it in big gulps.
Maybe, you want to eat something good before you die?
Dumbledore glanced at Voldemort with some sympathy, and he suddenly felt that this figure was a little pitiful.
However, Old Bee was not a soft-hearted person. He turned his head and looked at Weston with a questioning look in his eyes.
We must not let him go, but how to start? Weston thought about it and suddenly thought of a way.
"Mr. Principal," Weston smiled and looked at Dumbledore, "Have you ever seen a wizard with all his Horcruxes awakened?"
How cruel! Dumbledore also had a hint of shock on his face. He understood what Weston meant, and what the consequences would be if the Horcruxes were awakened. He also knew this, so he naturally understood what West was thinking.
"This is a rare scene, we should take a good look at it!" Weston said with a smile, "As for the location, how about the Room of Requirement?"
"That's an idea." Dumbledore thought for a moment and nodded slowly, "I'll let other professors come and observe!"
"That's not necessary." Weston shook his head and suggested, "I heard that the professor has his own organization called the Order of the Phoenix?"
"You want members of the Order of the Phoenix to come see Voldemort's end?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows.
"Why not?" Weston spread his hands, "This is the professor's original intention of establishing the Order of the Phoenix, isn't it?"
Dumbledore took a deep look at Weston, hesitated, and nodded readily: "That's a good suggestion, I will do it."
"Then I'll leave first, Professor." Weston said with a smile, and then walked out. When he walked to the door, he saw Fox standing on a gilded branch preening his feathers. He stretched out his hand again and
He picked it up and said, "Lend me Fox for a while!" and then disappeared from the door.
Dumbledore smiled bitterly and shook his head. He didn't pay attention to Weston's actions and walked quietly to the window with an inexplicable meaning on his face...
After Weston walked out of the principal's office, he suddenly turned around and looked at the closed door of the principal's office. An inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, and then he walked towards his office without looking back.
Dumbledore, I hope the two of us will not confront each other. Now, it’s up to you to choose...
Voldemort died in the end. After the Horcruxes were awakened, they started fighting each other. In the end, they turned into a faint black mist and were burned clean by Weston's fierce fire.
A certain green peacock who was in class seemed to feel something and suddenly froze on the podium.
"What's wrong, professor?" A female student looked at him worriedly, "Did you not get any rest?"
"If it doesn't work, should the professor change this class to self-study?" Another female student looked at him on the podium with tears in her eyes, "You are a hero, professor, you should have a good rest. There are still many places in the magic world.
Waiting for you to rescue!"
"Aha, dear, thank you for your concern, but nothing's wrong with me!" The green-haired peacock returned to its distant appearance, showing a pair of shining teeth.
“Let’s get on with it!”…
Magic Guild.
"Bang!" With a sound, the office door was knocked open, and Lucius strode into the office of the head of the Greengrass family.
"Old man, what's wrong with you?" The head of the Greengrass family saw the ghostly expression on Lucius's face and asked subconsciously, "Have you had an illegitimate child and Narcissa discovered it?"
"Fuck you, I can't even do it!" Lucius said unceremoniously.
"Sorry, I really don't have an illegitimate child!" The head of the Greengrass family raised his eyebrows, "However, your second sibling is indeed pregnant. Don't forget, you are going to be the child's godfather!"
"Those are easy to talk about!" Lucius replied casually, "I discovered another thing."
"Oh?" The head of the Greengrass family looked at Lucius, "If you have anything to do, just tell me!"
"Look!" Lucius walked up to the head of the Greengrass family, stretched out his left wrist, and rolled up his sleeve casually, "Did you notice it?"
"The arms are quite white!" the head of the Greengrass family joked with a smile, suddenly stopped talking, looked straight at Lucius, lowered his head suddenly, and looked at his wrist.
"Did you find it?" Lucius took a deep breath and whispered, "Brother, you know what this means!"
"He's dead, right?" The head of the Greengrass family knew what Lucius wanted to say.
"That's it!" Lucius nodded solemnly.
"When did you discover it?" The head of the Greengrass family lowered his voice and asked.
"just!"
"Just now?" The head of the Greengrass family touched his chin, "In other words, did the Dark Lord die just now?"
"I don't know much about this!" Lucius shook his head, "But it should be like this. You know, this mark has never disappeared, even if it is covered with magic reagents. Apart from this reason,
I can't think of anything else."
"Do you think it was Weston who did it?" Lucius calmly guessed after pausing for a while, "As far as I know, the Dark Lord has made Horcruxes. I don't think Dumbledore has.
That strength!”
"It's very possible!" The head of the Greengrass family nodded solemnly, "Old man, what should we do now, do you have any ideas?"
"Wait!" Lucius sighed, "We can only wait now."
"What you said is quite right!" The head of the Greengrass family glanced at Lucius and nodded slowly...