Weston was disappointed that his plan didn't work out on Halloween. It's not that Dumbledore disagrees, it's that the amount of work needed in the middle is too great.

However, Dumbledore agreed to build a venue at Hogwarts.

"It's too late for Halloween, so let's do Christmas!" Weston thought.

To say, Halloween at Hogwarts is quite interesting, although classes are still normal during the day, but in the evening, the festive atmosphere is much stronger.

Swarms of bats flew over the ceiling, ghostly ornaments hung on the walls, and even the candles turned into jack-o-lanterns that shone with an eerie green glow.

The ghosts were excited to show their deaths, especially Nick, who was almost headless, and hung his head on one side, although it made his flying path a diagonal line, but it was not difficult to see that he was still very happy.

At the dinner, not a single student wore a school uniform, but a variety of weird costumes - there would be a masquerade ball!

Weston didn't participate in such a feast, not because he didn't want to go, but because he couldn't. His silence is back again!

"Are you alright?" Dumbledore stayed with him in the Room of Request, asking him questions from time to time.

"It's alright, Professor!" Weston swallowed and nodded slightly, trying to suppress himself from turning into a cloud of black mist.

He knew that if he couldn't control himself, although he couldn't lose his life for the time being, this magical room would basically not be saved!

It's hard! Weston suppressed his inner irritability and desire for destruction, and struggled to protect the clarity of the spiritual platform.

At this time, he felt like a small boat in the wind and waves, rickety and uncontrollable.

"Professor, I need your help!" Weston suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said eagerly.

"Yes, you say!" Dumbledore nodded quickly.

"Cast your Patronus out!" Weston said with difficulty.

Good idea! Dumbledore immediately understood what Weston meant, and couldn't help but admire in his heart, but the movement of his hand was not slow, and with a wave of his wand, a silver-white phoenix flew out of the tip of his wand.

Weston instantly felt that the Lingtai had cleared up a lot, and he knew that his train of thought was correct, so he hurriedly continued, "Can your phoenix sing, Professor?" ”

"Of course!" Dumbledore raised an eyebrow and called out "Fawkes".

With a flash of fire, Phoenix Fawkes appeared here, his mouth open, and a beautiful singing voice appeared in the room.

I don't know what the tune of this song is, but it makes people feel happy and inspired, as if they have incomparable courage and self-confidence in an instant.

Weston felt better and better, stretched out his right hand, twisted it around, and shouted, "Divine Guard!" ”

A flash of black light flashed, and Weston's Patronus appeared in its place.

Cast spells without a wand! Dumbledore was a little surprised, and then he took it for granted! The magic of the Silent is so great that it can force any spell to be cast, but it is nothing more than casting a Patronus Charm without a wand!

After casting the Patronus, Weston finally felt that he was fine, and then gradually relaxed, and his face slowly returned to ruddy.

"How's it going, kid?"

Weston shook his head, "I'm fine, Professor!" ”

"Excellent! Congratulations, you've beaten it! Dumbledore had a big smile on his face.

"Yes!" Weston also had a feeling of the aftermath, "However, it's not quite solved yet!" I'm afraid, I still have to be in full control! ”

"I believe in you! You can do it, can't you? Dumbledore asked, smiling.

"Of course!" Weston nodded confidently.

Subsequently, an old and a young summarized the harvest of this time, ready to record it, and when Weston completely grasped the silence, this is all precious first-hand information, which completely serves as a reference for future generations.

After all, in the wizarding world, there is still zero record of controlling the Silent or an effective means of targeting the Silent One. This information is naturally precious!

"That's right, Professor! I want to know one thing! Weston suddenly remembered something, and looked at Dumbledore.

"You're trying to ask, why did Silent Ran suddenly erupt?" Dumbledore had apparently guessed Weston's thoughts.

"Yes, Professor!" Weston nodded very dryly.

Dumbledore shook his head rarely, "To be honest, I didn't know it! ”

I don't know? Weston froze.

As if reading Weston's thoughts, Dumbledore smiled wryly and shook his head: "I'm sorry, kid, I just know a little more than some people, I have more experience, I don't know everything. But ......"

Weston was still a little disappointed, but when he heard the "but", he quickly asked, "But what?" Did you think of something, Professor? ”

"Ah, that's right!" Dumbledore nodded, hesitated, "It's just, I can't be sure if this should be told to you!" ”

"Of course!" Weston hurriedly urged, "I'm not a kid after all!" ”

Dumbledore hesitated, but nodded, "Okay, I can tell you, it's just, you don't pass it out!" ”

"No problem, Professor!" Weston nodded repeatedly, then looked at Dumbledore expectantly.

Now that it was decided, Dumbledore didn't dwell too much on it, thought about it a little, and opened his mouth.

"First of all, let me tell you, this is just a guess on my part! It's possible that it's not true, and hopefully you won't be affected too much! ”

"Okay, I got it!"

Dumbledore nodded, he was quite recognized by Weston's wisdom, it can be said that most adult wizards may not have the wisdom and mind of Weston!

"I would say that the discoverer was not actually me, but a close friend of mine, who was a wizard who got along well and was not weak. However, he is best known not for his strength, but for alchemy! ”

Alchemy? That's not a common word! And it's Dumbledore's friend, isn't it...... Weston had a little guess in his mind.

Sure enough, Dumbledore said, "His name is Nicol Lemay." ”

Sure enough, it was him! Weston mentally compares himself to a scissorhands!

Dumbledore ignored Weston's sudden appearance of the "girly heart" and continued: "Nicol once told me that wizards' magic is actually divided into attributes, and I'm not sure if it's true! ”

Mana attributes? What are the attributes of magic? Weston was a little confused, how could this be a bit of a "brother will come to cut me" sense of déjà vu.

"If it's true, then everything has an explanation! After all, Halloween is a festival of ghosts, and if your magic is dark, it's normal to be active! ”

Probably, that's the only answer! Weston thinks there's something wrong, but there's an explanation for it at the moment! Weston was relieved.

However, his Animagus deformation should be studied quickly, otherwise the next time he commits it, I am afraid that he may not be able to guarantee his life!

Then, your own plan should be on the agenda! Weston smiled wickedly.

Humans of the wizarding world, feel the pain......