"Weston, please go to the Headmaster's Office, Professor Dumbledore is looking for you!"

At breakfast, McGonagall walked up to Weston and said to him.

Weston was a little confused, but he didn't ask too much, and simply agreed.

It's been more than a month since he last met Grigovich, and in the time since Weston didn't bother with his research again, he had a rare start to attend classes and teach students normally.

Research has encountered a bottleneck, not that a breakthrough can be broken, which he has already prepared.

Instead of struggling, it's better to relax for a while.

After breakfast, Weston arrived at the Headmaster's office, where he saw Dumbledore looking at it with a jet-black wand.

This wand looks basically the same as any other wand, except for the shape. This wand does not look like the other wands are in the shape of a Western sword, but rather looks like a stick.

If it weren't for the handle, it would be a stick, and there is a good chance that someone would believe it.

"Ah, here you are, Weston!" Dumbledore greeted Weston with a smile when he saw Weston walk in.

Weston nodded, "Is there anything you want me to do, Professor?" ”

"Come, sit down!" Dumbledore motioned for Weston to sit down, then put down his wand and pushed it in front of Weston, "What you want!" ”

"It's ......." Weston picked up his wand and looked at Dumbledore with some confusion.

"Grigovich sent it!" Dumbledore gave a brief hint.

Weston was instantly pleasantly surprised and exclaimed, "Did he make it?" ”

"I think, if nothing else, so!" Dumbledore smiled and nodded, handing him the letter on the table.

"It's a letter from along!"

Weston lowered his wand and opened the letter.

In the letter, Grigovich simply stated the materials for the wand, saying that he had completed the agreement with Weston, and the remaining material costs would be regarded as the cost of work and would not be returned. This made Weston cry and laugh a little.

The back of the letter also explains how to use the wand, simply put, it is to input mana, and the wand will have different rays of light, and roughly explain the color of each light.

Unexpectedly, such a small object was actually made of snake wood! Weston looked at the particular wand with some amazement, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

According to Grigovich, snakewood is the most sensitive to magic, and with special potions, it has such an effect. With others, it won't necessarily be a good result.

There are many results than nothing. This sentence was said by Grigovich, and Weston thought it was true!

Is it divided by rainbow colors? Weston looked at the wand in his hand with some curiosity, and in curiosity, began to input mana.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I typed a little, the color of the wand changed, first to white, then from white to red, and then from red to orange...... Little by little, it eventually turned into a rich purple that was almost blackened.

This scene was also a little surprising to Dumbledore.

"What's going on?" Dumbledore couldn't help but ask.

Weston handed the letter to Dumbledore, and then, on his own initiative, cut off the mana supply, and the color on the wand gradually faded, eventually turning black again.

"That's what Grigovich calls the magic strength test discoloration, right?" Dumbledore watched in slight amazement.

"Yes!" Weston nodded, acknowledging Dumbledore's words.

"I'll try!" Dumbledore suggested with interest.

Weston was also interested in the strength of Dumbledore's magic and handed his wand back to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore took it, entered the mana, and the wand began to change color again, finally freezing between blue and purple.

Dumbledore's face darkened a little, and when he looked up, he saw that Weston was looking at his phoenix pet in a daze, as if he was deeply intrigued.

"Hehe, there's no need to be like this! I'm prepared! Dumbledore smiled, "At least it proves that I still have a lot of room for improvement, doesn't it?" ”

Weston smiled wryly, but didn't answer.

Dumbledore knew what Weston's concerns were, and instead of continuing the topic, he sighed with some surprise, "It seems that this thing is indeed useful!" The wizarding world's lack of awareness of itself should not exist in the future! ”

"No, it's not!" Weston shook his head, "Magic doesn't mean anything, Professor. There are so many aspects of a wizard's strength that depends! ”

"In my thoughts, the strength of wizards still has to have a detailed rating, which level of wizards, go to learn which level of magic, after promotion, and then learn the next level!"

"In this way, the education of the students will not be as general and vague as it is now, and the wizards themselves will have a clearer understanding of themselves."

Dumbledore glanced at Weston with a look of shock on his face.

He had thought that Weston was playing a big game of chess, but he never thought that Weston's idea was so big.

If you think about it, if you succeed, Weston must be one of the most powerful people in the entire wizarding world, and at that time, the Minister of Magic will probably not dare to do anything to him.

"Have you decided, Weston?" Dumbledore looked at him with some concern, "I wish you knew what you're doing!" I want you to know what you have chosen! ”

"I understand, Professor!" Weston nodded, and suddenly showed a sunny smile, "You'll support me, won't you?" ”

"Of course!" Dumbledore looked at Weston with a smile on his face, "Why not?" ”

"That's enough!" Weston smiled, "Look, if you can support me, so will Nicol, and I think those families in England will ...... too."

"No, Weston, I'm afraid you're wrong!" Dumbledore shook his head, "This is touching their grip on the wizarding world, how can they help you?!" ”

"Trust me, Professor!" Weston smiled confidently, "They will!" ”

"Oh?" Dumbledore looked at Weston's mysterious appearance and smiled, "Then I'm looking forward to it!" ”

"Of course, just wait for my results!" Weston smiled confidently.

After Weston left, Dumbledore looked at his departing back and sighed silently. He suddenly had a lot to talk to.

After thinking about it, Dumbledore took out his parchment and quill and began to write;

Dear Gellert......

Weston walked out of the headmaster's room and glanced back, a mysterious smile on his lips.

You can't refuse me, Dumbledore! Weston thought to himself. With his wand to test his magic, Weston went straight downstairs in the direction of .......

Snape's office!