Early the next morning, Weston showed up in Flitwick's office.

"Ahh Flitwick let out a big yawn and asked a little lazily, looking at his pajamas, it was clear that he hadn't gotten out of bed yet.

"I'm sorry to disturb your rest, Professor." Weston said apologetically.

"It's okay, I guess, you're not such a reckless child, are you?" Flitwick said kindly.

Weston nodded, without further ado, and took out the crown and placed it on his desk.

The crown of Voldemort's soul, which had been stripped of it, had completely revealed its style.

The entire crown glowed with crystal white light, and the hollow pattern on it looked so beautiful, as if half of the starry sky was inlaid on it. In the middle was a large blue magic gem, and several ravens were swimming back and forth next to it, as if to protect the gem.

"It's ......" Flitwick looked at the tiara, a little guess in his mind, and glanced at Weston in disbelief.

Weston smiled slightly, motioning for him to check it out for himself.

Flitwick rubbed his hands together violently, walked back and forth on the ground several times, and after barely calming down, he cautiously reached out and held the crown up.

Carvings, runes, gemstones...... Flitwick's excited eyes welled up with tears as his long fingers brushed over it, and then he suddenly thought of something, and pulled Weston out of the office, straight to the window of the Ravenclaw break room.

Weston was a little confused, but looking at the excited Flitwick, it was estimated that he didn't have any intention to explain now, so he could only take a look first, and maybe he would get the answer in a while.

Flitwick stood alone by the window and lifted the crown into the air, letting the morning sun shine through the window on the crown in his hand.

A magical scene has happened!

I saw that the sunlight did not refract on the crown, but condensed into a ball, and then turned into the appearance of a raven. The raven shook slightly, spread its wings and flew up, flying in a circle over the lounge, and then exploded violently, condensing into a sentence in mid-air:

Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind!

"Wow-" The students in the lounge exclaimed in surprise when they saw this, some of them smarter as if they had guessed something, their eyes fixed on the crown in Flitwick's hand.

"Yes, that's it, that's the Ravenclaw crown!" Flitwick screamed, "The lost crown has finally returned!" ”

He trembled with excitement, tears rolling down the corners of his eyes.

Weiss stepped forward and whispered, "Professor, this is a good thing, please be calm!" ”

Flitwick nodded his head and handed the crown to Weston carefully, then hugged his thigh, let out a "wow", and burst into tears......

Well, it's better not to talk about it. Weston thought with some tears and laughter.

However, he didn't stop him, but slowly comforted him softly.

In the lounge, some senior female students also wiped the corners of their eyes from time to time, and the male students also clenched their fists and looked excitedly at the crown in Weston's hand.

What's going on? The freshmen all looked at this scene with a confused face, and quietly asked the people next to them, but at this time, no one gave them a solution, those who knew were excited, and those who didn't know asked in vain.

"Professor, I think we should go and change our clothes and tell Mr. Chancellor the good news, what do you say?" Weston laughed at Flitwick's cry and said so.

"You're right, we'll go now!" As soon as Flitwick heard this, he hurriedly let go of Weston's thigh, nodded repeatedly, and rushed towards his office without looking back.

Weston looked at the growing number of students around him, hesitated slightly, and then said in a loud voice, "Okay, let's read first, don't disturb the people around you." If there is anything, the professor will inform everyone. I hope you can keep up the Ravenclaw literacy! ”

With that, in everyone's eyes, he also walked towards Flitwick's office, where there was a passage that led directly to the eighth floor.

Entering the office, Weston looked at Flitwick with some tears and laughter, he actually put on his dress!

"Let's go, Weston," Flitwick said solemnly, not sensing anything wrong, "we should tell Headmaster Dumbledore the news as soon as possible." It's a glory that belongs to Ravenclaw, and it's an honor to the whole school! ”

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Well, you have the final say! Weston looked at Flitwick, who was obviously still a little agitated, and wisely gave up the idea of persuasion.

Principal Room.

"You mean, you've found the lost Ravenclaw crown?" Dumbledore looked at the old and the young who came in in a little stunned, and couldn't help but raise their voices a little louder.

"Impossible!" A small scream was heard.

Weston followed the sound and looked over, and saw the Voldemort Rabbit with a gloomy face, the cage was placed under Fawkes's feet, fortunately the phoenix had no excrement, otherwise, he would have been bathed several times.

"Why can't you say it's impossible, Mr. Voldemort?" Weston looked at Voldemort with a smile.

Voldemort didn't speak, looking at Weston with a gloomy face.

"You're saying it's your Horcrux?" Weston laughed, "And you didn't feel the soul fragment disappearing, so you think I'm lying?" ”

Well? Hearing this, Dumbledore was not sleepy, and stared at Weston with burning eyes, wanting to hear his explanation.

"Damn it, you dare to tarnish the glory of Ravenclaw!" Flitwick was furious, and pulled out his wand directly, "Damn it, you go die!" ”

"Arvada—"

"Professor!" Weston reached out and took Flitwick's wand, interrupting his spell casting, whispering, "Trust me, he won't be okay, I promise!" But now, we need him alive, and that is in our best interest! ”

Flitvier heard Weston's words, glared at Voldemort with hatred, and said through gritted teeth, "Don't let him go!" ”

"Of course!" Weston looked at Voldemort with dismal intentions and said, "As far as I know, there is a way to make magic items in Egypt, which is to erase the consciousness of a person's soul and then put his soul in the prop, which can make the item more powerful......"

"Weston, do you know what you're talking about?" Dumbledore interjected, his blue eyes staring at Weston.

, it's really special to dismantle the stage! Weston gave Dumbledore an angry look and sighed.

Dumbledore didn't let it go, and continued: "Playing with the soul is the greatest disrespect to the dead, I don't want you to become a dark wizard like that, it will lead you down the wrong path, child!" ”

"Yes, my headmaster, shouldn't we talk about the crown!" Weston said weakly.

What should I do if I have a pig teammate, wait online, I'm in a hurry......

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