"Silence is an extremely powerful but uncontrollable force of dark magic.

When a wizard child is forced to suppress their magic due to physical or psychological abuse, they develop emotionally painful emotions that create a dark parasitic magical force called Silence. When they reach the point of emotional and mental breakdown, the silent person may lose control of their body, unleashing the silence in their body into an invisible (or almost invisible) destructive wind. In extreme cases, their bodies may directly transform into obscurity.

When the Silent One releases the Silent One, their eyes will turn pure white, and their body form will be distorted. Although the Silent is invisible, it allows the Silent to reach out to the world without physical contact. This power is not under the control of the host, and the host's pain, anger, or other intense emotions have the potential to unleash silently and cause great damage to the surroundings.

The Silent are extremely powerful and dangerous, and their negative emotions make them extremely dangerous. Due to the uncontrollable nature of the Silence, the families of the Silent are almost destroyed when they erupt.

It is worth mentioning that there are very few examples of silent people who live past the age of ten......"

Weston closed the book, the golden words of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" on the cover glittered in the sunlight, and the feathered serpent on the cover kept looking up and down, spitting out a cloud from time to time.

This magical scene did not surprise Weston, his mind was no longer here.

How can such a great favor be repaid? Weston was moved and a little confused at the same time. After truly understanding what Mo Moran was, he knew how much the Delacour family had paid for him, and this huge kindness really made him a little dizzy.

Forget it, let's repay it with this life! Weston made such a decision secretly.

After deciding on the decision, Weston felt a lot more relaxed, but there was also a problem in front of him, that is, how to survive!

The growth rate of the magic power of the silent is extremely fast, it can be said that the amount of magic of a normal little wizard does not increase as much in a year as the magic of the silent person in a day, which also shows that if you can't control this magic power quickly, then you will be controlled by the magic power, and the ending will naturally not be much more.

In other words, the only way to keep yourself alive is to take control of your magic.

And before that, you have to learn one thing, and that is to release!

Weston listed the ideas on a piece of parchment and went downstairs.

At this time, the Delaculs were sitting in the living room chatting, and Fleur Lori didn't know where she had gone.

"What's wrong, dear?" Lady Delacour asked with a smile when she saw Weston come down.

"Please take a look at this!" Weston walked up to the two and handed the parchment out.

"Oh?" Madame de la Cull gave him a strange look and took it. When she saw what was on the parchment, she was shocked: "This, this is ......"

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" Strangely curious, Mr. Delacour took the parchment from his lover's hand and read it carefully, the smile on his face fading away, and his brow furrowed.

After reading the parchment, the couple looked at each other and suddenly laughed.

"What's wrong?" Weston looked at the two men strangely, "What's so funny about this?" ”

"No, no, no!" Mr. Delacour waved his hand and said with a smile, "We are happy!" ”

"Happy?" Weston was puzzled.

"Yes, happy!" Mr. Delacour smiled and nodded, "Honey, you know, Serena and I have been having trouble with you, and although you are only eight years old this year, time flies very quickly. If you don't solve your problem quickly, maybe, you will die! ”

"Luckily, someone is willing to help us, and your idea of writing is exactly the same as his! This should be what the East says: 'Heroes think the same thing!' I guess that's how it is for you! ”

It should be the same as what the hero sees! Weston guessed for a moment, it should be this.

He was more curious, though, about who the man Mr. Delacour was talking about.

Mr. Delacour seemed to see Weston's doubts, and said with a smile: "You don't know him, but you must know his name, after all, he is one of the greatest white wizards, and the most powerful wizard of our time." ”

It's him! Weston gasped. Yes, who else can be called the strongest white wizard of our time?

At this moment, a green fire suddenly flashed from the fireplace in the living room, and then a tall figure walked out of the fireplace.

This person is about 1.8 meters tall, he looks quite old, his hair and beard are pure white, his beard often falls down to his knees, and he has a brown bow tied around his beard. Wearing a sky-blue square hat and purple wizard's robes, the robe still has a star pattern flashing back and forth, and although his face is wrinkled, his skin is as fluorescent as jade.

"I guess I'm not late!" The old man took out a golden pocket watch from his bosom, looked through his square and round glasses, and said apologetically. Weston noticed that his nose was a little crooked, and it looked like it had been picked up later.

"Not at all, Albus!" Mr. Delacour laughed and stood up, went up and hugged him, "I sincerely hope you are well!" ”

"Of course, Franck!" The old man smiled and patted Mr. Delacour on the shoulder, "There is nothing more enjoyable than watching the children grow up little by little, and if only Fudge could do less, then I would be even happier!"

"That's not easy, is it?"

"I think so!"

......

Weston watched the greetings between the two and didn't interject, in fact, he was still a little confused now. If there is a list of the people you don't want to see in the world of Harry Potter, then the person in front of you is definitely one, after all, his name is Dumbledore!

That's right, the person who came was the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the famous White Wizard - Albus Dumbledore.

It's not bad for Weston to say anything bad about Dumbledore, but you can't expect to have any good feelings for someone who can say "for the greater good".

To put it bluntly, Dumbledore wasn't much of a villain, but he wasn't a good guy either. The most terrifying thing is his ability to calculate, saying that he is a savior, he is praising the savior, saying that he is calculating Voldemort, and even death did not make Voldemort good, this calculating ability can be said to be exhausted.

It can be said that anyone with secrets does not want to stand in front of him, and it just so happens that Weston has a lot of secrets.

Weston was still thinking about himself, but he didn't notice that Dumbledore and Mister Delacul had stopped greeting each other and were looking at him.

"Hello little one, I'm Albus Dumbledore. You can call me Professor Dumbledore! Dumbledore greeted Weston with interest, and it seemed that he was in a good mood.

"Hello, Professor Dumbledore!" Weston responded with a seemingly calm response, and then he heard something that almost scared his soul.

"You don't seem surprised at all?" Dumbledore's piercing blue eyes looked at him through the lenses, and he faintly spat out such a sentence.

"What?" Weston was stunned, and the hand in his pocket instantly clenched into a fist, and in an instant sweat soaked his entire back......