I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

After staying in Daisy's secret cabin for three days, Sean finally got a clear picture of the general situation on this timeline.

Of course, the biggest secret is still hidden in Dumbledore and Sean themselves.

The problem is, Dumbledore can't beat him... Sean doesn't know what he did in this timeline.

Barty Jr.'s plan sounded very tempting, but Sean knew that with Dumbledore's ability, it would be impossible for someone like Barty Jr. who had been under his nose to complete such a big plan.

However, Sean, who is currently playing Voldemort, did not dampen Barty Jr.'s enthusiasm.

He is looking for information, and the more in-depth information he can access, the better.

"Master, I must go back and report to him - please rest assured that my Occlumency will only be open to you." Little Barty half-knelt on the ground, expressing his loyalty to Sean.

Sean raised his eyelids and chuckled: "Go ahead, Barty, I believe you can do it well - extend your arm."

Little Barty was a little confused. He already had the mark of a Death Eater... However, he still stretched out his arm without any hesitation.

He watched as his master lit the wand on his mark, followed by a burning sensation.

"I allow you to contact me when necessary." Sean retracted his wand and sneered.

Little Barty immediately realized, this is the brand new Dark Mark!

I am so valued by my master!

He half-knelt on the ground in excitement, trembling with excitement: "Master! Your most loyal servant will never let you down."

"Very good - you know what to do when you get back, right?"

"Of course, please don't worry, no one from the Ministry of Magic or Hogwarts will bother you."

"very good."

After Barty disapparated, Sean returned to Daisy's secret base.

The wizard's physique is better than that of ordinary people, and Daisy can brew potions herself. After three days, her injuries have improved a lot, and she can now get out of bed and walk around.

When Sean entered, she was sitting in the corner of the room wearing a thick cloak. A familiar blue bellflower flame floated quietly above, providing illumination for the girl in the dark place.

"I've always been curious, why aren't there any torches or fireplaces here?" Sean asked casually.

Daisy wrapped her cloak around her body and explained softly: "This was originally my mother's magic greenhouse, where some herbs were grown. Now it is our scarce source of raw materials for potions. Many herbs have been magically kept at a constant temperature, using torches. It will destroy their growth - as for the fireplaces... all fireplaces are now monitored by the Ministry of Magic. The moment you light them, a group of Aurors may use Floo powder to come and arrest people."

Sean nodded and found a stool to sit down on: "What are your plans next?"

Daisy turned her head and looked around. Although the injury had not healed yet, there was no feeling of softness in it. It only made people feel strong and resilient.

"The base has been exposed. I have to go to other places to check the situation, otherwise those children will be caught -" she said, completely unaware that she was actually only a child. "After rectifying the situation, continue Things we did before.”

"To what extent?" Sean asked.

Daisy wrapped the cloak tightly around her body, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, but it soon turned into determination: "Do it to a sufficient extent..."

"After? Do what you said before? Go find your friends?"

"Probably..." Daisy bit her lip lightly.

The more contacts there are, the more likely they are to be exposed. Therefore, in order to ensure safety, Sean learned from Daisy that she and her friends, namely Hermione and others, had not been in contact for a long time.

Sean nodded expressionlessly. In the past few days, he had been playing the role of "Tom Riddle" as a wizard who had not been born for a long time but was dissatisfied with Dumbledore's actions. As Daisy said herself, if Sean had bad intentions, there would be nothing good for her to do here - so, these days, Sean has gained a lot of Daisy's trust.

Of course, the level of trust with Sean himself is definitely not even close to that of Sean.

The girl quickly changed the topic and asked, seemingly unintentionally: "Is little Barty back?"

Sean smiled secretly. Daisy never asked why she wanted to interrogate Little Barty alone, or even let Little Barty go. She didn't ask any more questions, but she was still a little worried after all.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You can contact Barty Jr. if necessary in the future. Haha, of course, it is a situation of necessity. After all, we are facing Dumbledore."

Daisy was secretly shocked. This old wizard who suddenly appeared was powerful and had a mysterious background. Now it looked like he had actually instigated Barty Jr. to rebel?

She couldn't help but recall the name Tom Riddle again, but she still had no memory of it—even Hermione and Sean, who had read through history, had not mentioned this name.

However, Sean said - when the benefits you bring are small, you can avoid the covetousness of unknown forces to a large extent.

The old wizard was, at least for now, on the opposite side of Dumbledore, and the enemy of his enemy was his friend.

Thinking of this, she smiled gratefully at Tom Riddle, played by Sean: "Thank you, sir."

"No, you're welcome -" Sean sighed with emotion, "The world has changed, and so has Dumbledore, but I at least have to retain my dignity as a wizard."

As he was talking, Sean's expression suddenly changed.

The magic he had left at the Park House Hotel had been touched, ever so slightly.

Hermione should have found her...

Sean glanced at Daisy, and after thinking for a moment, he decided not to take her with him.

"You should recuperate first. I'm going to see some old friends. Haha, I wonder how they are doing now." Sean stood up and said.

Daisy nodded: "I wish you a safe journey, sir."

After Sean left, Daisy stayed in a daze for a while, and then walked towards her small room.

Opening the door and looking at the familiar interior decoration, Daisy's eyes dimmed a lot.

Here, everything is decorated by father and mother for themselves.

After the disaster, these were the few memories her parents left for her.

Slowly walking to a velvet armchair and sitting down, the girl curled up her legs, hugged her knees, and looked at the photo of many people on the table in silence.

In the photo, there are parents hugging him and smiling tenderly, his brother Harry holding the new broomstick he just received and having fun beside him, and his godfather Sirius laughing and hugging him, and some came over to celebrate their birthdays with them. friend.

Next to Harry are Ron and Neville, and the sincere friendship between the parents continues to the next generation.

Hermione was wearing a slightly shorter skirt, revealing her white thighs, and her upper body was also rarely seen wearing a sexy vest, with a slight blush on her face - that was Daisy's secret suggestion. Initially, Hermione resolutely refused, but in the end she didn't. Can't help myself.

There was a handsome boy on Hermione's right. He was standing outside the crowd, with a faint smile on his face in the shadow of the eaves.

Staring at the smiling crowd in the photo, Daisy's eyes gradually turned red, and her sobs floated to the ceiling in the small bedroom like mosquitoes and then disappeared.

"I miss you so much..."

As the leader of a 'gang', the girl was no longer as soft as before. The sadness only soaked into her tense nerves, and she quickly cheered up again.

"Sean said, never give up the opportunity to improve yourself..." Daisy whispered silently.

"If it were him, even if he was injured, he would probably be able to do a lot of things, right?"

With this in mind, Daisy got up and rummaged through the bookshelf for a while, and took out two thick parchment books.

When you open a book, you will find beautiful and straight words written on it.

"Daisy, don't get dirty."

The girl chuckled, as if she could think of Hermione's serious expression when she wrote this sentence.

The other one was written in more free and wild cursive calligraphy.

"Mine can be stained."

Sean really likes fighting Hermione...

This is the curse note that Hermione and Sean gave themselves. It records almost all their experiences with curses as well as some allusions and sources of curses. Occasionally, they also add some small tips, perhaps from a well-known wizard. Anecdote, perhaps a modified version of this mantra.

Not only for young wizards, but even in the hands of many adult wizards, these two notebooks are of great value.

Daisy habitually spreads out both notebooks. She prefers to study them side by side. Hermione's comprehensiveness and Sean's inspiration combine very well.

Looking at it, Daisy quickly turned to a page of introduction to magic spells.

"The Unforgivable Curse——"

The girl pursed her lips. Sean had never been very supportive of learning the three unforgivable spells, because these three kinds of black magic had a high probability of affecting the heart of the caster.

"Now is a special period..."

Daisy was no longer the girl with no independent opinions. After thinking about it seriously, she began to read the introduction to the Unforgivable Curse.

After a moment, she suddenly frowned.

"Tom Riddle..."

Sean mentions the name Tom Riddle in the introduction to Avada's Kedavra!

"Perhaps the most outstanding caster of the death curse in this century. If you meet him, treat him with caution."

The old wizard disguised as a dull young man?

Daisy suddenly thought that casting the Death Curse too much might affect the wizard himself...

An unpleasant feeling suddenly arose in my heart.

"It should be fine. I didn't tell him any secrets, and he didn't do anything to me..."

——

Park Villa Hotel, as a newly opened youth hostel, is quite busy on weekdays.

However, even though it was just after noon, the surroundings were extremely noisy.

It's almost like a scene where a lot of people get drunk while watching football.

Sean, who had changed his image again, instinctively sensed something was wrong.

Although he lifted the Imperius Curse from the proprietress and other employees when he left, he still left a psychological hint to them, telling them not to receive other tourists in the near future.

More people always bring more trouble, especially for non-magical Muggles.

Therefore, Sean immediately noticed something unusual when he arrived nearby.

Although the travelers seemed to be having normal conversations, the loud environment was consistent with the daily life in the West End.

Has it been discovered here...

After thinking for a moment in the shadows on the street corner, Sean walked towards the hotel.

When he came to the counter, he lay half-lying on the counter casually, looking at the landlady with a nonchalant and slightly unruly look.

"Beautiful lady, give me a south-facing room, thank you." Sean put on a Birmingham accent.

The landlady looked at him with some fear. Generally speaking, a guy with this kind of behavior and a Birmingham accent is not a good person.

"Go upstairs, turn right, and walk to the top of the corridor. It's room 216. If you need anything, you can call me." The landlady said quickly.

"Thank you—" Smiling evilly at the landlady, Sean took off his hat and bowed slightly.

Something was indeed wrong. The psychological suggestion he gave to the landlady did not come into contact, but she was controlled by someone else's Imperius Curse.

When he just spoke, at least half of the people chatting in the lobby cast their eyes over him intentionally or unintentionally.

They're trying to figure out if Sean is using magic to disguise himself.

However, the transformation technique Sean learned from Grindelwald is not something ordinary wizards can see through, and his acting skills never show flaws.

When Sean went to his room and cursed the poor decoration here a few times, the sight that could penetrate the wall was withdrawn.

At night, Sean, who asked the waiter to bring him a lot of gin and got drunk, suddenly opened his eyes.

He didn't even take out his wand. He just blinked and his figure disappeared into the room, while "Sean" on the bed was still sleeping soundly.

The reason why Sean didn't leave here is simple. He sensed the magic upstairs.

That was the room I had stayed in before.

This kind of magic seems to be sending out a signal, but for an old man like Sean, he can tell immediately that it is bait.

Although it is very realistic, the flow of magic power cannot be deceived.

To deal with a "Dark Lord" like himself, the other party should know that this level of bait is ineffective.

Therefore, the other party did it on purpose...

The bait is the first layer, the second layer is to detect the bait and then ambush Sean on the way to escape, and the third layer is to "eat the bait hard".

Sean felt that the other party would consider the third level. They would think of eating the bait and then lay an ambush.

So old.

The best time to "eat bait hard" is naturally at night.

Sean smiled slightly, That's as you wish...

His invisible figure slowly merged into the wall, and then found a lucky waiter.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door of a bedroom upstairs.

The door was opened, and a waiter held up a tray with a smile on his face: "Guys, the meal you requested is here."

The leader of the black-robed wizard narrowed his eyes, and then said coldly: "He's here, it's the Imperius Curse."

He casually knocked the waiter unconscious and threw him into a corner. Suddenly, many wizards lurking in an unknown place swarmed out of the hotel and nearby areas!

At the same time, a black barrier unfolded.

The leading black-robed wizard said coldly: "He's right here, he can't run away! Catch him!"