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Chapter 174 Boring Weiss

"Go and rest, Kreacher." Weiss sighed and said to Kreacher's meatball that was wriggling on the ground.

"Crack!" After the crisp sound, Kreacher disappeared, leaving only water stains on the ground.

"Counting Harry, there are three." Weiss looked at the locket on the table with indescribable irritability.

"Alas... we still need to tell Sirius about this matter." Dumbledore also sighed: "The younger brother he has always looked down upon..."

"How did Regulus know it was a Horcrux? Would he know how many Dark Lords made?" Weiss suddenly asked strangely.

"It's not surprising. The Black family is a veteran pure-blood noble, and they must have collected some things that we don't know about." Dumbledore explained, and looked around after speaking: "Maybe he knows about it from somewhere here. of."

"Okay, I'll ask Sirius for his permission to look for it when he comes back." Weiss shrugged and said that I'll take care of it.

"Well, speaking of it, Serena Wes, you heard such a touching story, but you didn't shed tears or feel a little bit of sadness?" Dumbledore squinted his eyes and looked at Wes in a critical way.

"I'm sorry for being so cold-blooded and ruthless. I'm not the kind of person who can be sympathetic to strangers, and I don't know him very well. And I doubt the veracity of this story very much. You know, I was in the second I saw 'Bellatrix' on the tapestry upstairs and I've had the good fortune to hear Professor McGonagall mention her. It's not uncommon for someone in the family to tell a house-elf to do something , including making him pretend to cry and tell perjury." Then the topic changed: "Have you brought my sword?"

"This is really pure self-awareness." Dumbledore shook his head and sighed, then asked strangely, "What do you want it for?"

"Of course it was chopped off!" Weiss pointed at the locket as a matter of course and said, "Whether Kreacher said is true, you can find out by cutting it off."

"This is Slytherin's locket." Dumbledore said earnestly.

"I know, but it might be a Horcrux now."

"Maybe the soul of Slytherin is also inside." Dumbledore continued earnestly.

"I know, but it could be a Horcrux now."

"It's as old as your castle." Dumbledore sighed after speaking earnestly.

"Isn't it just an antique? I have a bunch of them in my castle. You can pick whatever you want, but it might be a Horcrux."

"I think by studying it we can find more Horcruxes."

"You should have said it earlier. You remember to study it so that I can cut it down. This time, the rampage injured Sirius and scared Hermione to cry... It's all its fault!"

"...Go back to Hogwarts, hold on to me."

...Hogwarts...

"Wess, can you stop dangling that sword in front of me." Dumbledore spoke when Wess passed by Dumbledore for the 18th time pretending not to care.

"But I have nothing to do." Weiss scratched his head in distress.

"You can go to Minerva, she is grading your test papers." Dumbledore decided to make trouble.

"I have seven doors 'O'." Weiss spread his hands and said.

"Don't you care about Hermione... um, Harry's grades?" said Dumbledore, slipping the locket into the cuff of his wide wizard robe.

"No, not at all." Weiss shook his head violently, and then saw Dumbledore's expression immediately changed his tone: "Of course, I am very concerned!" After finishing speaking, he ran away quickly.

"Professor McGonagall, are you still grading the test papers? Can I come in?" Weiss rang Professor McGonagall's office.

"Come in, the 5th grade test paper is more annoying to me." Professor McGonagall's tired voice sounded from the door.

...two 10 minutes later...

"Hagrid, I've been rejected." Weiss knocked on the door of Hagrid's cabin.

"Huh? Wes? Why did you appear here?" Hagrid opened the door suspiciously, and found Wes standing at the door with a sword leaning on him, scanning left and right boringly.

"I was picked up by Professor Dumbledore. He needed me to cut things with a sword." Weiss explained vaguely, and then began to howl: "I was brought back by Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout collectively hates it!!!"

"What did you do?" Hagrid poured tea for Wes in a daze.

"It was just hanging around them for a few laps and practicing swordsmanship, but they kicked me out! They said I was affecting their work!" Weiss was filled with righteous indignation: "There is no one in the holiday castle! I don't even know What are you going to do!"

"Hahaha! This is normal. It is very troublesome to correct the test papers every year, and the professors are overwhelmed." Hagrid stroked his beard and laughed: "The answers on the little wizard's test papers are all varied, and the three broomsticks have been doing business for a while. They have been improved a lot by several professors!"

"You still have an easy exam in the Protection of Magical Creatures class. The exam you gave us was actually a Flobber caterpillar." Weiss couldn't help showing a smile as he thought about the content of this year's exam. You must know that if it wasn't for Hagrid, he and Mike Professor Ge almost lost the agreement.

"Actually, I'm also planning to do some difficult things, such as hippogriffs and so on, but with the help of Professor Dumbledore, I can set exams of different difficulty for young wizards of each grade." Hagrid was a little displeased. Said kindly.

"Hagrid, what's your plan for today? Take me one, I'm almost bored to death." Weiss begged Hagrid shaking his head.

"Today I was going to visit Aragog. It's getting worse and worse recently, but I'm afraid you can't go there." Hagrid said sadly.

"I always feel rejected again..." Weiss muttered in frustration.

"Of course not! If you are willing to go to Aragog, you will be very happy!" Hagrid comforted the frustrated Wes in a panic: "Actually, they are afraid of you, since you blasted the Forbidden Forest out of the way."

"Uh, Harry seems to have told me that Aragog is an acromantula?" Weiss recalled a little bit and remembered the big spider that Harry had mentioned last year.

"Yes, very big, but he is very old now, and his body is not working anymore." Hagrid stretched out his arms and gestured, then he packed up his weapons and food and said to Weiss: "Let's go, just take you have a look!"

"Um, forget it, forget about spiders, forget it." Weiss shook his head again and again.

"But didn't you say you have nothing to do?" Hagrid looked at Wes strangely, wondering why the person who said 'I'm bored' refused again.

"I'm afraid I'll just bombard them when I see them." Weiss continued to shake his head: "Hagrid, I'm right here with you..." Just as Weiss was speaking halfway, Dumbledore's patron saint, the phoenix, flew in: " Wes, come back, the basilisk is neighing in the pipe."

"What's the matter with this old guy?" Weiss muttered goodbye to Hagrid, not knowing whether the 'old guy' he was referring to was the basilisk or Dumbledore.

(End of this chapter)