"Did I succeed?" Weston was awkwardly seen by several people, and quickly asked.

"Uh...... It should be, right? Flitwick replied with a blank look in his eyes.

Should be? Weston was a little confused, what does this mean?

In the end, it was Dumbledore who spoke, "Actually, we don't know if your transformation was a success!" Perhaps, you can look behind your back! ”

Behind? Weston felt a little inexplicable, he looked back and was immediately surprised!

It was a pair of jet-black wings, and the feathers on them were still trembling gently in the wind......

"Remember your Patronus? I'm afraid that's what you are now! Dumbledore guessed.

All right! Weston came back to his senses and reached out curiously to touch the pair of wings, which felt really nice and smooth. He felt it too, as if two hands had grown on his back.

Trying to flap his wings slightly, Weston only felt a buoyancy carrying him upward, which was enough to prove that the wings were not ornaments, but could really fly!

What an amazing feeling! Weston had a bit of a blast!

"Alright, Weston, you'll have plenty of time to get acquainted with it later! Now, it's time for you to try to change back! McGonagall reminded.

Well, they're right! Weston nodded, chanted the Animagus incantation, and smoothly changed back.

"I think it's time for us to talk!" Dumbledore gave Weston a deep look......

After Weston's successful transformation, Old Man Newt declined Dumbledore's invitation to the banquet and left Hogwarts with the Thunderbird. The rest of the people followed Dumbledore to the Headmaster's office.

After sitting down, before Dumbledore could start asking, Weston honestly told him all the changes in his transformation, including the mutation of his magic.

In fact, he already had a vague feeling that the total amount of Dumbledore's magic was no longer as strong as his! As long as knowledge and experience can keep up, the day when Dumbledore will be surpassed is not far off!

Therefore, Weston can be regarded as fearless!

After listening to Weston's description, Dumbledore pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you have any ideas, Weston?" ”

"Of course, speaking of which, I didn't think it through before!" Weston nodded, "We've always been mindful of the difference in mana, and we've neglected where it's stored!" ”

"What's that?" McGonagall interjected.

"That is, the position of magic in the body when the wizard is not using magic!" Weston said.

Where is the magic in the body? Several professors present were stunned! I'm afraid no one in the entire wizarding world has thought about this question, right?

"Nicol seems to have mentioned to me that the wizard's magic should come from the location of the heart!" Dumbledore thought for a moment before he said uncertainly, and then asked, "Is there any connection here?" ”

"It's a big deal!" Weston nodded, "If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid that the location of the magical creatures and wizards' mana storage is also different, so the difference in mana is so big!" ”

"Like now, my magic has formed a crystal, right in my mind, not in my heart!"

What? Once again, the professors were stunned!

"Yes!" Weston naturally understood their thoughts, and continued, "I don't know the specifics yet, but if all magical creatures are like this, then the magic of Animagus is probably more complicated than I thought!" ”

None of the people present were stupid, so they naturally understood what Weston meant, if a magic could change the wizard's magic state and mana storage, then this magic would not be the highest achievement of transfiguration.

"So, what's wrong with you right now?" Dumbledore asked.

"Not really!" Weston shook his head, "On the contrary, I've never been so good!" If I'm not mistaken, the problem of silence has been solved! ”

"That's exactly what you guessed!" Dumbledore smiled and asked with interest, "Can you still be silent now?" ”

Weston sensed it, and wanted to change into the previous state of black fog, but failed. He shook his head: "I'm afraid not!" ”

"It's okay, it's a good thing! Either way, at least my life was spared! Flitwick said happily, "Congratulations, Weston!" ”

"Thank you!" Weston smiled too, it didn't feel good to have a sword hanging over his head, but fortunately it was all settled......

After a hearty meal at Hogwarts, Dumbledore found Weston again the next day, only to let Weston go this time!

"Why?" Weston asked, surprised.

"Child, it was to solve your silent matter before! In fact, Hogwarts has never taken in students who are not enrolled in the school, and you need to stay at the Delacour house until you are eleven before you officially enroll! Dumbledore said apologetically, but the words were irrefutable.

Are you leaving? Weston suddenly felt a sense of reluctance in his heart, but he also knew that Dumbledore was acting according to the school rules, and he was not to blame.

"Okay!" Weston sniffled 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 again, "I'm also embarrassed by this decision, but Hogwarts isn't mine, and it shouldn't be an exception for anyone!" Thank you for your understanding! ”

"I understand!" Weston nodded, "Then I won't say goodbye to the professors!" That would make me cry! ”

"Okay!" Dumbledore nodded a little helplessly, others might be better, but Snape is not a good talker, and he is probably going to be in trouble......

The sun in the afternoon is always so warm, especially in the cold winter, which makes people feel comfortable from the bones. Yang Guan diluted the last trace of sadness in Weston's heart, and after one last deep look at Hogwarts Castle, he still got into the carriage - Hagrid was about to send him back in the Thestrals.

"Sit tight, little one!" Hagrid greeted, stretched out his fan-sized hand, and patted Thestrals, who hissed silently and soared into the sky......

"Albus, you should be reluctant! Why not keep that child? In the portrait, Armando asks.

Dumbledore looked at the carriage by the window as it gradually turned into a black dot, and said, "That kid is not simple, Armando!"

"Isn't it just a child? You're always thinking too much! Phineas scoffed, disdainful.

"No, it's not!" Dumbledore shook his head, walked over to the table, and sat down, "Moreover, what he needs now is affection, which we can't give!" ”

"Cut!" Phineas stopped talking, and continued to close his eyes and pretend to sleep.

Dumbledore didn't say anything more, picked up a book on the table, and read it with relish, the title of which seemed to be Paradise Lost......