Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

If it were the Serpent Demon, Witt certainly wouldn't dare to say such a thing, but this is a phoenix, the heirloom of the Dumbledore family.

Who knows, Dumbledore might just have a brain fart and agree.

As Dumbledore fed Albus, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily. He felt that something was off about what Witte had said, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Never mind, it's just a title, it's not important.

Dumbledore was now more curious: "Could the Philosopher's Stone help the phoenix grow?"

He had never seen Fawkes show the slightest interest in the Philosopher's Stone. If Fawkes were interested in the Philosopher's Stone, Dumbledore wouldn't have needed to bother destroying it after dealing with Quirrell.

Wouldn't it be more convenient to feed it directly to Fox?

Upon hearing Dumbledore's question, Witt was secretly delighted; things were looking promising.

So he said, feigning calmness, "Albus himself said that the Philosopher's Stone could help him grow, but I don't know if it's true."

Why don't you give it a try?

Dumbledore reached into his pocket, pulled out a small fragment of the Philosopher's Stone, and said regretfully.

“I’ve already destroyed the Philosopher’s Stone. Now only this last small piece of the core remains, which requires a potion to remove. I’m about to ask Slughorn for help to destroy this core.”

Snape was busy recruiting students and didn't have time to brew potions for Dumbledore. Since Slughorn had invited him over, Dumbledore came along to ask for his help.

However, before he could speak, he heard what Witt said.

Dumbledore was very generous to a young phoenix, placing the Philosopher's Stone directly in front of Albus.

"Since Albus needs it, then give it to him."

The phoenix holds extraordinary significance in the Dumbledore family's heritage. A Philosopher's Stone destined for destruction would be ideal if it could help a young phoenix grow up faster.

Without a moment's hesitation, Albus opened his mouth and swallowed it.

Witt was filled with regret. If he had known Dumbledore would be so generous, he should have brought out Albus sooner.

Now there's only this small core left, and I don't even know... Holy crap, stage one is complete.

Witt made the breakthrough without hesitation.

The second golden achievement dimmed, and flames, golden-red flames, raged out of Albus's body, but there was no aura of destruction or devastation. Instead, they gave people a sense of vibrant life.

Dumbledore, Witt, and Slughorn were all enveloped in the flames, their lives rising continuously.

This flame, representing life, constantly repairs and replenishes their broken bodies.

Witt felt fine, just a little warm. He was only eleven years old, with plenty of vitality, so he didn't need any supplements.

Slughorn looked ten years younger, his previously aged appearance transformed into one of radiant beauty.

The biggest change is in Dumbledore, who, as a person with phoenix blood, has a strong affinity for phoenix flames.

Ninety percent of the flames were absorbed into his body.

His gray hair turned black instantly, making him look at least fifty years younger.

As the flames subsided, Dumbledore opened his eyes and looked at Albus, who had transformed into a phoenix and was now standing before Witt. He said with obvious surprise, "The phoenix has such power. Witt, I owe you a great favor."

The phoenix flames that dissipated when Albus advanced just now ignited a power hidden deep within Dumbledore's bloodline.

It is the phoenix's rebirth through fire.

Though faint, it burned with unwavering determination.

Dumbledore was given a chance to be reborn; at the moment of death, he could be reborn from the ashes, returning to the state of an infant and gaining a new life.

Witt also reaped a great harvest; Albus's experience bar directly surpassed that of the Serpent Demon, and his experience for the first stage of perfection and the second stage was also halfway there.

The talent "Rebirth from the Ashes" is unlocked. After equipping Albus, Witt will have one chance to die and be reborn every month. This opportunity cannot be accumulated.

The Serpent Demon had been consuming magic stone powder for a year, yet its progress to the second stage was only one-tenth. Today, it was instantly surpassed by Albus.

The Snake Demon fainted in the toilet.

"You don't need to owe me a favor," Witt said, rubbing his hands together. "When I start school, you can add 20,000 points to my score, and I'll consider that as you repaying this favor, okay?"

Although he has already made a huge profit from this, one can never have too much of a bargain.

And Dumbledore did indeed receive benefits, obvious benefits.

A win-win situation for everyone.

Dumbledore ignored Witt's pleas. "Twenty thousand points? Slytherins can only get a little over six hundred points in the House Cup by cheating. You're just overthinking it."

You're dreaming.

Well, judging from Dumbledore's expression, Witt knew it was hopeless and stopped talking about it.

dong dong dong.

Someone knocked on the door again, and Witt ran to open it, just in time to see Snape.

"Professor Snape, you just missed a great opportunity."

“Just a little bit short.” Witt held up his little finger and said regretfully, “If only you had come a little earlier, you would have been fine. You’re really unlucky.”

"Don't block the door like a chattering Pukchi."

Snape said in a cold tone, "Where is Dumbledore? I'm in a hurry."

"there."

Witt stepped aside and pointed to Dumbledore, whose hair had turned black.

The moment Snape stepped into the room, he couldn't help but blink rapidly.

Then, turning around and looking back again to make sure he wasn't mistaken, Snape turned his gaze to Witt.

"What was the opportunity you just mentioned?"

"What opportunity?" Witt feigned ignorance, deliberately looking around instead of at Snape: "I don't see any opportunity. You must be seeing things."

Chapter 83 Slytherin's Pendant Acquired

Snape glanced at Witt indifferently and decided to ask Dumbledore directly.

"As far as I know, there is no magic that can truly restore a person to youth, Dumbledore."

Even when asking questions, Snape's tone remained sharp; this was practically equivalent to pointing a finger at Dumbledore and saying, "You've been tricked."

"No one can truly know everything."

Dumbledore smiled and said, "That's the charm of magic."

Clearly, Dumbledore had no intention of explaining what had just happened to Snape; he himself wasn't entirely clear on what had transpired.

There are far too few phoenixes in the magical world.

This creature is virtually immortal, so its numbers are extremely small, and its reproduction method is unknown.

Snape stared at Dumbledore with a somber expression and said in an inscrutable voice, "The Ministry of Magic has seized a Horcrux."

Dumbledore, Witt, and Slughorn all turned around at the same time, staring at Snape in utter shock.

Witt's mind raced. The crown was in his hand, the golden cup was in Gringotts, and the Gryffindor sword wasn't a Horcrux. Could it be a pendant, or perhaps the ring that had been passed down through the Gaunt family?

Seriously? I've gone this far, what if the pendant gets confiscated?

Witt was getting a little frantic.

A hint of excitement lingered in Dumbledore's calm tone as he quickly asked, "Are you sure?"

If this is true, it would be a huge surprise.

At this point, Dumbledore was unaware that Voldemort had created multiple Horcruxes and still believed that he only had one.

“It’s confirmed to be a Horcrux, but we’re unsure whose it is,” Snape replied expressionlessly. “Fudge is waiting for you at the Ministry to confirm.”

Snape's words gave Witt a slight sense of relief, but he wasn't completely at ease.

Dumbledore turned back to apologize to Slughorn, then hurriedly followed Snape away.

Only Witt and Slughorn were left staring at each other in bewilderment.

After Dumbledore left, Witt noticed that Slughorn had become more reserved.

This obvious attitude really hurt Witt.

"professor."

Witt said politely, "I suddenly remembered that I have some things to attend to, so I'm afraid I won't be able to attend your party today. I'll take my leave now."

Seeing that Witt was about to leave, Slughorn felt bad and hurriedly called out to Witt.

"Wait a moment."

Witt came all the way to his party, and he'd only been there for less than half an hour. How could he suddenly have to leave?

She clearly noticed the change in his expression, which is why she took the initiative to say she was leaving.

“Take this with you.” Slughorn took out a small bottle of Felix Felicis and said softly, “I saved this especially for you.”

Although she regretted it, the deed was already done, and forcing Victor to stay would only make things awkward. It would be better to give him a gift to express her attitude.

"I can't accept this."

Witt turned around and smiled gently, “Since I met you, I have taken too much from you. Just that fire crossbow bolt alone makes me owe you a huge debt of gratitude.”

"I have not yet repaid you, how can I take your things again?"

As he spoke, Witt took out a bottle of potion and a prescription from his pocket: "After studying potions for a year, I have made some progress. I have improved a healing potion using white cinnamon. Please give me your feedback."

Witt left the prescription and the medicine behind and departed from Slughorn's ancestral home.

This trip not only yielded a great deal for free, but also successfully eased tensions with Slughorn.

It's only a matter of time before it's fully recovered.

Let's communicate by letter from now on. Let's not meet in person. Witt is worried that Slughorn's heart can't handle it. After all, his rate of progress is indeed outrageous from the perspective of the magical world.

It would be nice if they could just be pen pals.

After moving a distance away, Witt took out the resurrection stone and directly dispelled Daryl's summoning.

Regardless of the progress of the door key's creation, his most important task now is to ensure the safety of the pendant.