I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

When footsteps sounded on the stairs, Mr. Ollivander, who had been pacing back and forth in the shop, immediately looked over.

He first saw Sean, who had a normal expression, and then looked past Sean eagerly.

It wasn't until Stephanie's face appeared behind her that the famous wandmaker breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he heard some movement upstairs, but he didn't dare to check, worried that something had happened.

When he saw Sean suddenly appear and make some strange actions, he guessed that something might have happened to Stephanie.

Mr. Ollivander's relationship with his son was tense in his early years, and the latter ran away from home and was never heard from again.

In the end, he did not wait to return his only son, only a cold little girl was sent back.

For Mr. Ollivander, the wand is his life, and his granddaughter is his last refuge.

He wanted to ask Sean what happened, but he held it back. Now that he saw Stephanie safe and sound, the stone in his heart finally fell.

Without asking why Sean came alone, but brought Stephanie with him when he came down, Mr. Ollivander quickly walked over and carefully observed the condition of his granddaughter.

Other than some weird flushing, everything seemed normal.

"Are you okay?" Mr. Ollivander didn't ask anything else, he was only concerned about whether his granddaughter was okay.

Stephanie nodded and gave her grandfather a small smile: "I got into a little trouble, but Sean saved me."

Probably because the memory replayed itself and the emotions completely shocked her heart, Stephanie found that her mentality seemed to have changed.

In the past, she respected her grandfather and was willing to fulfill her responsibilities as a granddaughter, but this feeling was very weak and was tied to her personal sense of morality and responsibility - an old man who was related to her by blood, sincerely If you sincerely treat yourself well, then she should also treat you well in return.

That's all.

But after this incident, although Stephanie has been in deep sleep, the emotional impact on her memory and soul in the unconscious is indelible.

This kind of impact will not affect her personality or other aspects, but her sensitivity and need for emotions will increase a lot.

She concluded this quickly after the incident, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to help Sean "help him" when facing him.

Thinking of this, her face turned red again.

"That's good, that's good -" Although Mr. Ollivander was a little confused about his granddaughter's expression, he held Sean's hand again, "Thank you very much, Mr. Wallop."

"You're welcome, Mr. Ollivander, Stephanie is my best friend and this is what I'm supposed to do."

Best friend... Stephanie licked her lips unconsciously.

However, she quickly took a step forward: "Grandpa, we still have things to do, so we won't stay at home any longer."

Mr. Ollivander nodded: "Okay, just one thing, you must pay attention to safety."

"Yeah, Grandpa."

After taking two steps, she was stopped again by her grandfather behind her.

"Are you really okay? Stephanie? Your legs are shaking a bit." Mr. Ollivander noticed something was wrong.

"It's okay, I'm a little weak, just rest for a day." Stephanie looked as normal, although it was a bit unconvincing to say this with a blush on her face.

However, Mr. Ollivander was relieved because he knew that his granddaughter was not the type to lie boldly.

Maybe she really was a little weak, maybe it was some kind of sequelae, she said so, Sean should have cured her - the honest wand maker thought so.

"Okay, that's good."

Sean, the originator of the trembling legs, put one hand in his pocket and pretended to observe the dusty wand box on the shelf next to him.

If Mr. Ollivander hadn't been on the first floor, it wouldn't have been as simple as a trembling leg.

The two walked out of the wand shop and looked at each other with great understanding, both seeing the smile in each other's eyes.

"You're blushing so hard, how do you keep your expression from changing at all?" Sean teased softly.

Stephanie showed no sign of weakness: "For me, it's something I long for, and I never think it's something shameful or something that needs to be carried behind people's backs, so there's no need to be shy - if it's not the case. Specially, I will ask my grandfather to directly use the entire Ollivander's Wand Shop as a dowry. Well, just the few sentences just now are enough. My grandfather will happily agree to me and then hand over the land deed here to you. "

What kind of mindless doting is this? But yes, Mr. Ollivander's granddaughter is naturally doted on to the heavens.

Sean raised a narrow smile: "No need to be shy? When I wanted to wipe it for you, why did you blush and wouldn't let me touch you?"

The girl's neck was obviously stiffer, and her skin turned pink as if she had been stimulated.

She pinched her thighs unconsciously, feeling guilty and unconvinced at the same time: "That...that is a normal manifestation of female psychology. Mr. Wallop, if you need it, you can read the relevant books and you will find out The correctness and origin of my words.”

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's you who has the tough talk, Miss Ollivander."

"Can I see something harder? Mr. Wallup."

Sean choked. His method of using offense instead of defense was indeed effective, but it also inspired her to become stronger in combat.

Moreover, why do you always use your desire to win in such strange places?

The two walked out of Diagon Alley together, secretly "attacking" each other with all kinds of bold words.

When they walked out of the Leaky Cauldron, they were thirsty - thirsty in every sense of the word.

The Leaky Cauldron is located in the downtown area of ​​London. Sean looked around, then found a shop and bought two bottles of his favorite drink. He opened it and handed one over.

Stephanie took it with a little curiosity. She was indeed thirsty and drank half the bottle in one breath.

After finishing the drink, she thought about it: "It has a strange taste, but it tastes good - is this your favorite Muggle drink?"

"Yes, Coke -" Sean drank half a bottle of iced Coke in one breath, and the heat in his body subsided a little.

He glanced at Stephanie and asked with interest: "You haven't drank before?"

The other party shook his head: "I stayed in an orphanage for several years when I was a child and had almost no contact with the outside world. After returning to my grandfather, I basically only lived in Diagon Alley and Hogwarts. My understanding of Muggles basically only came from part of the world. Books and ice cream parlor customers.”

Sean was a little surprised. Stephanie had always been in a state of not caring about anything. She was only very interested in exploring unknown knowledge. Unexpectedly, she didn't understand the Muggle world at all.

"So the last time you came to my house?"

"Well, the only time I've been out, this is the second time - so I used the word 'basic'." Stephanie's face remained normal.

"What about other forms of entertainment besides reading books?" Sean asked curiously.

Stephanie shook her head: "Exploring knowledge is my biggest hobby. I don't care much about other aspects - of course, this was before I met you."

Sean looked at the other person who had stopped drinking, and for some reason he felt a strong desire to share.

Maybe he saw Stephanie's important memories step by step, and saw the sadness, pain, joy, and hope; maybe something more intimate had just happened between the two.

He suddenly had an urgent desire to give her many things and many things.

Seeing that Sean didn't speak, Stephanie looked over doubtfully: "Don't we have to go find them first?"

Sean blinked: "Do the things you said before about what happened at night still count?"

Stephanie's face, which had just calmed down a little, turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, but she still nodded seriously: "It counts."

"Then let's go -" Sean took her hand.

Stephanie didn't realize what was about to happen, but she subconsciously held Sean's hand and said, "We all live together at night. Although there are single rooms and soundproofing, it's easy to be discovered, right? I don't care though. …”

Sean snapped his fingers and took out a cell phone.

Although there is no means of communication between wizards, ordinary people in this era already have a quick method of communication that even wizards do not have.

When you're not in Hogwarts, it's very convenient to make calls on your mobile phone.

After quickly dialing, Hermione's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "How's it going? Sean?"

"It's okay. It's been resolved. Stephanie is fine."

"That's good." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

Sean continued: "There are still some last little troubles to deal with. I have to make a trip. Should today's actual training be over?"

"Well, it's over. Although it's a bit rushed, it doesn't affect the overall situation. Everyone performed well."

"Then let everyone have a good rest. I will come back to meet you tomorrow and let's continue."

"Okay, then please be safe." Hermione had no doubt that he was there.

After hanging up the phone, Sean shook the phone and looked at Stephanie, who was starting to blush on her face: "Look, it's time to rest. Let's just change to another place to rest."

The girl was silent for a moment, then happily inserted her hand into the other person's fingers and nodded vigorously: "Okay."

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The bell rang, and in the shop filled with exquisite women's clothing, all the waiters immediately looked up and showed standard smiles.

Store manager Dlamini looked at the two customers who entered the store, and his eyes immediately lit up.

The boy on the left was extremely handsome. Although he was wearing casual clothes, her vicious gaze cultivated over the past fifteen years immediately helped her recognize the source of the clothes - they were all custom-made and made of high-end fabrics.

The girl on the right has rare but stunning long silver-white hair. She is wearing an ordinary white dress. Her face is extremely delicate, but her figure is too petite.

The girl was looking at the entire store with curiosity. It was obviously her first time in this kind of place, but her face showed a calmness and peace that was rarely seen in adults.

The two held hands tightly.

Couple - The store manager immediately made a judgment that the boy must come from a wealthy family, and he seemed to have seen similar faces somewhere else? The girl was brought here. Although she looked like a child in body, she didn't look like a child. She could only be a couple.

"Hello," the boy said with a gentle and polite smile, which made many young waiters feel their hearts beat faster. "Please help her measure the size, and at the same time, bring the pictures of ready-made clothes in your store for her to choose."

"Okay, sir."

Feeling that this was a big deal, the store manager immediately showed his most professional look and directed the tailor to come forward while asking the waiter to bring the hangers and pictures of the ready-made clothes.

Stephanie watched all this curiously. She asked the tailor to take the measurements and picked out a set of clothes that she liked better.

"Put it on." Sean said with a smile.

While Stephanie was changing clothes, Sean selected a few sets of ready-made clothes according to Stephanie's style, and then handed a business card to the store manager.

"Order three sets of dresses, and tell the person on the business card the size and owner's style, and she will give you suggestions on styles and fabrics. In addition, three sets of home clothes, including pajamas, are too troublesome for you."

"Oh, oh, okay." The store manager took the business card, but she didn't react for a while.

But when she saw the name on the business card, her eyes trembled - this designer was well-established and usually only worked for the royal family and the top rich...

Just in time, Stephanie changed her clothes and came out.

She was not shocked. She followed Sean's similar style and chose a set of ordinary casual clothes with very Muggle characteristics.

Sean smiled and walked over to hold the girl's hand. He put a check on the counter, nodded politely to several service staff and thanked them, and then led them out.

The two walked out of the store before the others reacted. A waiter said, "Um, but where do we send the clothes?"

"The designer will definitely give us the address. This is the private contact information - show me the check, hiss..."

Sean held Stephanie's hand, and the two were walking on the street like the most ordinary couple.

"Is this your usual life?" Stephanie asked curiously.

Sean shrugged: "Forget it, I don't really like my father's way of socializing and entertaining among entrepreneurs. I prefer walking on the street alone. I can try anything interesting. Oh, there are some other projects. I really like it, but I don’t have enough time. I’ll take you there next time.”

Stephanie nodded. She was not curious about how wealthy Muggles lived, but she was curious about Sean's daily life.

He is taking the initiative to integrate himself into his life... When she thinks of this, the girl will always raise a faint smile.

The two of them strolled around the streets of London happily. Sean took the trouble to introduce the girl to various places he had visited and led her to try various things he had done.

Although the time was short, a more intimate feeling sprouted in the hearts of the two of them.

After spending five and a half pennies, a street photographer took a color photo of the two of them that wouldn't move. Sean looked at the sky and said with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

Putting the color photo away carefully, Stephanie nodded happily.

No wonder some people say that a good mood makes people become hungry more easily.

Sean hailed a taxi and gave his address.

Outside the magnificent restaurant with a classic charm, Sean introduced: "It is a Western restaurant that I like very much, because it is not pure British food."

Stephanie smiled and was led inside.

In a separate private room, Stephanie blinked: "It's rare to see tableware more luxurious than Hogwarts."

Sean shrugged: "There are real antique tableware in Hogwarts."

"Is this the good and bad side of magic?"

“Long-lasting, but there’s no way to replace it with a new one.”

The two of them laughed and chatted, and the waiter came over with two square cups and put them down gently.

Seeing the lemon slices inside, although Stephanie was a little curious about the shape of the cup, she picked it up lightly and took a sip.

The waiter subconsciously tried to stop him.

Sean shook his head slightly and waved his hands, then he also picked up the cup and took a sip, and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since we've had it."

The waiter behind with the real drink, lemonade, left silently.

Stephanie was unusually sharp at the moment, though.

After the waiter left, she asked curiously: "Did I do something that was not in line with etiquette?"

Seeing her notice, Sean shrugged and took another sip of lemonade from the square cup: "This is originally for washing hands."

The girl tilted her head, not embarrassed, just curious: "But the water in this cup is drinkable."

Sean sneered: "Yeah, you discovered it right away."

He spread his hands: "For the nobles, this is not a necessary link, nor is it a so-called etiquette. Essentially, it is to show the difference - can't everyone drink water?"

They both laughed, and Stephanie added, imitating Sean, "Stupid and boring."

Sean nodded in agreement: "We have only one mission, to taste the dishes - if they are delicious, the restaurant will pass. If they are not delicious, then they will fail."

"But the noble Mr. Wallop, this is the etiquette of the nobles~" Stephanie winked playfully.

"Do you want to hear the truth?"

"Um."

"Actually, I wanted to take you to Chinatown to eat authentic skewers...but you usually only eat Western food at school, so you chose this place."

Stephanie was a little happy that Sean could notice her food preferences. She smiled unusually a lot today: "Take me next time? I want to try it and try all the things you like."

"Okay, there are more...well, putting aside the complicated dining etiquette, the food here is indeed good."

"Indeed...it's just a little too small."

“Then we’ll go somewhere else to eat something later?”

"OK."

It's getting late and the moon is shining brightly.

The hotel elevator door opened, and a man and a woman walked into the long corridor.

In front of the door, Sean coughed: "Does it still count?"

Wearing ordinary casual clothes, Stephanie, who was extremely cute today, took the initiative to open the door.

Her eyes were sparkling.

Sean felt as if a fire was lit in his heart.

The presidential suite was very large, and the bed was also very large. Stephanie held Sean's hand and walked in with a little jump.

She didn't turn on the light, just opened the curtains.

The moonlight shines on her bright face, with a seductive light.

"Except for the one I promised you...the others, the others...are all..."

The voice became quieter and quieter.