"Did I succeed?" Weston was very upset when several people saw it, and asked quickly.
"Um...that's right?" Flitwick replied with a wandering look.
It should be? Weston was a little confused, what does this mean?
Finally, it was Dumbledore who spoke: "Actually, we don't know whether your transformation was successful! Maybe you can look behind you!"
Behind him? Weston felt a little confused. When he looked back, he was surprised!
It was a pair of extremely dark wings, and the feathers on them were still trembling gently in the wind...
"Do you still remember your patronus? I'm afraid it's what you look like now!" Dumbledore guessed.
Okay! Weston came back to his senses and curiously reached out and touched the wings. They felt really good and smooth. He also felt it, as if there were two hands growing on his back.
Weston tried to flap his wings gently, and Weston only felt a buoyant force carrying him upwards. This was enough to prove that these wings were not just a decoration, but could really fly!
What a wonderful feeling! Weston was having a lot of fun!
"Okay, Weston, you will have enough time to get familiar with it in the future! Now, it's time for you to try to change back!" McGonagall reminded.
Okay, they are right! Weston nodded, recited the Animagus counter-spell, and changed back smoothly.
"I think it's time for us to have a good talk!" Dumbledore gave Weston a deep look...
After Mr. Newt successfully transformed in Weston, he declined Dumbledore's invitation to the banquet and left Hogwarts directly with Thunderbird. The rest of the people followed Dumbledore to the principal's office.
After sitting down, before Dumbledore started to ask, Weston honestly told all the changes in his transformation, including the changes in magic power.
In fact, he already had a vague feeling that Dumbledore's total amount of magic power was no longer as strong as his! As long as his knowledge and experience could keep up, the day he would surpass Dumbledore was not far away!
Therefore, Weston is confident!
After listening to Weston's description, Dumbledore thought for a while and then asked: "Do you have any ideas, Weston?"
"Of course, speaking of it, this is because I didn't think carefully before!" Weston nodded, "We have always paid attention to the difference in magic power, but ignored the storage location of magic power!"
"What is that?" McGonagall interjected.
"That is, the location of the magic power in the body when the wizard is not using magic!" Weston said.
Where is magic power in the body? Several professors present were stunned! I’m afraid no one in the entire magic world has thought about this question, right?
"Nico seemed to have mentioned to me that the magic power of wizards should come from the heart!" Dumbledore thought for a long time before speaking uncertainly, and then asked, "Is there any connection here?
?”
"It has a lot to do with it!" Weston nodded, "If I'm not wrong, I'm afraid that magical creatures and wizards store their magic power in different locations, so that's why the difference in magic power is so big!"
"It's like now, my magic power has formed into a crystal, it's in my mind, not my heart!"
What? The professors were shocked again!
"Yes!" Weston naturally understood their thoughts and continued, "I haven't understood the details yet, but if magical creatures are like this, then the magic of Animagus is probably better than I thought.
It’s even more complicated!”
Everyone present is not a fool, and they naturally understand what Weston means. If a magic can change the magic state and magic storage of a wizard, then this magic cannot be explained by the highest achievement of transfiguration.
"So, are you feeling uncomfortable now?" Dumbledore asked.
"That's not true!" Weston shook his head, "On the contrary, I have never felt so good! If I am not mistaken, the problem of Obscurus has been solved!"
"This is the same as your previous guess!" Dumbledore smiled and asked with interest, "Can you still become Obscurus now?"
Weston sensed it and tried to change into the black mist state before, but failed. He shook his head: "I'm afraid not!"
"It doesn't matter, this is also a good thing! No matter what, at least you saved your life!" Flitwick said happily, "Congratulations, Weston!"
"Thank you!" Weston also smiled. It felt bad to have a sword hanging over his head. Fortunately, everything was solved...
After a hearty meal at Hogwarts, Dumbledore found Weston again the next day, but this time he asked Weston to leave!
"Why?" Weston asked in surprise.
"Child, I was here to solve your problem in silence! In fact, Hogwarts has never accepted unenrolled students. You need to stay at the Delacour family until you are eleven years old, and then officially enroll!" Dumble
Lido said apologetically, but his words could not be refuted.
Are you about to leave? Weston suddenly felt a sense of reluctance in his heart, but he also knew that Dumbledore acted in accordance with the school rules, and he was not to blame.
"Okay!" Weston sniffed and held back the tears that were about to fall, "Then I'll leave today!"
"I'm sorry, Weston!" Dumbledore hugged him and touched his head, "It's very difficult for me to make this decision, but Hogwarts is not mine, and it should not be for anyone else.
Exceptions! Please understand!”
"I understand!" Weston nodded, "Then I won't say goodbye to the professors! That would make me cry uncontrollably!"
"Okay!" Dumbledore nodded slightly helplessly. Others may be better off, but Snape is not an easy person to talk to. He may be in trouble...
The afternoon sun is always so warm, especially in the cold winter, which makes people feel comfortable from the bottom of their bones. The sun has diluted the last trace of sadness in Weston's heart, and he finally took a deep look at the Hogwarts castle.
, he still entered the carriage - Hagrid was going to send him back in the Thestral carriage.
"Sit tight, little one!" Hagrid greeted, stretched out his hand as big as a cattail fan, and patted the Thestral. The Thestral neighed silently and rushed into the sky...
"Albus, you must be reluctant to let go! Why don't you keep that child?" Armando asked in the portrait.
Dumbledore looked at the carriage that gradually turned into a black spot by the window, and said: "That child is not simple, Armando!"
"Isn't it just a child? You always think too much!" Phineas sneered and said disdainfully.
"No, that's not the case!" Dumbledore shook his head, walked to the table, and sat down, "Besides, what he needs now is family affection, which we can't give!"
"Tch!" Phineas stopped talking and continued to close his eyes and fall asleep.
Dumbledore said nothing more. He picked up a book on the table and read it with gusto. The title of the book seemed to be "Paradise Lost"...