Harry Potter's Bastard

"How's that? like this trophy?"

In front of Dumbledore was the trophy that belonged to Solim, and his name was engraved on the nameplate on the pedestal.

"Not very interested. Solim shook his head.

"It's a shame. "

"There may be things that some people pursue that seem inconsequential to others. Solim added: "Of course, I wouldn't say no to something that doesn't bring direct benefits, but doesn't have any negative effects." "

"It's really in Slytherin's style. Dumbledore smiled, "Since you said 'pursuit', what is your pursuit?"

"My pursuit?" said Solim frowned, realizing that he had never thought about it.

"Yes, pursuit. Dumbledore swiped the trophy aside, "Slytherin seeks power and glory, but I can tell you don't care about that. "

"For a long time, my 'pursuit' was to avoid being killed by my enemies. To do this, I had to bury my head in the stacks of books and spend my time improving myself. Solim said, "I'm not a typical Slytherin. "

"yes, Slytherin isn't as troublesome as you are. Dumbledore rubbed his eyebrows, "If you had been sorted into Gryffindor, maybe it would have been more appropriate?"

"Spare me, Headmaster. The environment wasn't for me. "

If it was purely about the ability to cause trouble, Solim could indeed be considered a qualified Gryffindor.

"You seem to have mastered the illusion?" Dumbledore was a giant eye, and the slightest change in Solim didn't hide it from him.

"Yes, just last holiday. "

"You have a lot more 'vacations' than the average student. "

Solim has been on leave for three days this semester, and Dumbledore's words are completely devoid.

"Your gloves don't seem like they were the ones they were at the beginning, do they?"

Even if Dumbledore wasn't at Hogwarts, he could still control every aspect of Hogwarts, and Solim had known that for a long time. Although Dumbledore hadn't seen the first glove with his own eyes, that didn't stop him from knowing anything about it.

"Archibald. Condrade's work. Solim didn't hide it, "I was busy with this before I came back, and he redesigned and remodeled it. "

"Condrad?" Dumbledore thought for a moment, "the leader of the Alchemy Guild?"

"In the previous term, he had already retired. "

"Yes, it's the last one. Dumbledore sighed, "People do have a lower memory when they get older. "

Solim didn't answer, and he couldn't answer the words, so he just didn't hear them.

Since Dumbledore was able to intersect with Nicolamay, it was normal for him to have some understanding of the alchemy world. But apparently he hadn't paid attention to the alchemy world for quite some time.

"Can you show me? That glove of yours seems to be something special. "

At that time, Dumbledore had seen everything in the dragon pit, and there was no need to hide the situation of Solim's left arm. He happily ripped off his gloves and placed them on the table.

Dumbledore glanced at Solim's pitch-black hand bones, then turned his gaze to the glowing green glove.

"It's ...... There is no doubt that this is the scale of a basilisk. Dumbledore seemed to hesitate, "Something I've never heard of, Nick should be interested." "

No matter what Dumbledore said, he is also the one who released "The Twelve Uses of Dragon's Blood" with Nicolamay, in addition to his identity as the headmaster of Hogwarts, he also has the identity of an alchemist, and he still knows a lot about some common sense issues in alchemy. The way to completely change the shape of the basilisk scales without changing their nature was unheard of for him.

"It's a good shade of black magic on my hands, and it doesn't corrode anything I touch. Solim said and shook his wrist, "And this thing on my wrist can slowly remove the dark magic from my body, and it is only a matter of time before it is fully recovered." "

Dumbledore glanced at the glove on the table again, then pushed it to Solim.

Solim understood what Dumbledore meant, snapped his fingers with his left hand, and the glove re-encased the pitch-black bones and tightened automatically.

"I think there are a lot of students who are interested in your gloves, right?"

That's for sure, Solim suddenly wore a glove, and since there was no muscle filling, the anomaly in his left hand was quite noticeable. Many students were speculating about what had happened to Solim, but only Sylna and Draco had seen what was really going on under the gloves in all of Hogwarts.

"It's a lot, but I don't want to be a monkey and be watched. Solim sat down again.

"Resentment?" Dumbledore stared at Solim.

"To Argus?" Solim shook his head, "Of course not, if anything, it's just regret." "

Dumbledore crossed his hands and waited for Solim to continue.

"I gave him the magic of his body, but then I didn't follow him anymore, it's my own reason, I have nothing to say. "

Solim continued, "For him, who is already half buried in the earth, the desire for immortality is a matter of course. After all, he is a 'Squib', and it is a much more cruel thing to not be able to use magic for the rest of his life, but not to live for a few years after he can use it. "

Solim sighed.

In fact, this kind of thing is predictable and avoidable. A person with a hole in his heart is defenseless in front of that person, so I don't resent Argus, I pity him more. But I don't regret going to him in the first place—by the way, according to our rules, since I caused the matter, then I will take care of Argus's affairs before I die, right, Headmaster?"

"So how are you going to 'solve'?"

"It depends, but I guess it'll end up like that - kill him. Solim made no secret of it, "His state of mind is obviously irretrievable, and I'll get rid of him after meeting him - the Hogwarts janitor is going to be replaced." "

"Let's take a look at it again. "

"Good. "

There was silence in the headmaster's room for a while, and the headmasters who hung on the wall looked at the old and the young below. For Solim, a student, these principals didn't bother to pretend to be asleep, and they would be teased by this kid anyway, so they just stared at him.

"My father...... Have you already negotiated?" Solim asked, after a moment's thought.

“...... Ogle, indeed, is an amazing man. Dumbledore smiled, "I'm interested in some of his ideas, and he's really done me a great favor this time." "