I went to Hogwarts after being spotted by Grindelwald

The boy's tone was arrogant and arrogant, and his tone of voice was dragging, which made people unhappy.

Hermione frowned immediately: "Who are you?"

"Draco Malfoy." The boy said slowly, emphasizing his surname Malfoy intentionally or unintentionally.

"I don't know him, please get out!" Hermione gave him a disgusted look.

Malfoy narrowed his eyes, and then showed a sarcastic smile: "Understand, marrow wizard? Well, indeed, being able to enroll in school is already a gift for people like you, so naturally you have no right to pick and choose."

"You!" Although she didn't know what he meant, but based on Malfoy's words, it was easy to imagine that this was not a word of praise. Hermione's eyes widened, like a cat with exploded fur.

Sean stopped her movement and then slowly stood up.

Muggle wizard is a scornful term for wizards born in Muggle families. Although it is not as vicious as mudblood, it still contains a discriminatory meaning.

These two titles are widely circulated among pure-blood wizards to show their 'nobility'.

"Malfoy? I've heard of this last name." Sean showed his signature perfect smile.

Malfoy glanced at him. Although this man's impeccable posture made him a little unhappy, but he had heard the name of his family, which still made him puff up his chest slightly.

"As a hemp, he has some knowledge." He responded with his nostrils raised, but he didn't even mean to extend his hand to shake.

Sean bowed slightly, showing the etiquette that a nobleman should have: "Introduce yourself, Sean Wallop."

Malfoy searched his memory and found that there was no pure-blood family named Wallop in the wizarding world. His eyes became more contemptuous.

Probably someone who wants to get close to the bottom of the Malfoy family.

Hermione's eyes changed when she looked at Sean. Disgust flashed through her eyes. She didn't expect that this handsome guy turned out to be a disgusting softie.

Sean calmly took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands: "Don't remember? The ancestors of our two families may have known each other."

Do you know him? Malfoy retracted some of his contempt. Could it be that the other party is a Muggle noble?

He heard from his father that the ancestors of the Malfoy family first came to Great Britain following William I.

"I think about it, some of the records kept in my family mentioned that William I got help from a certain Malfoy and gave him a piece of golden land in Wiltshire."

Malfoy narrowed his eyes. It seemed that the other party had some background. His family had indeed lived in the Wiltshire manor for ten centuries, although the other party's word "reward" made him a little uncomfortable.

Before Malfoy could speak, Sean smiled slightly: "If I remember correctly, two hundred years ago, your ancestors were still active in the noble Muggle circle?"

"For what? To please the Muggles you despise for profit?"

"The Malfoys are as 'proper' as ever."

"Ah, by the way, William I is also a Muggle. Tsk, do you still need to rely on Muggles to reward the glory of a pure-blood family? Is this your nobility?" Sean still maintained a decent smile, but he

The sentences that came out of his mouth made Malfoy's face become a little distorted.

"Mudblood! You lied..." He tried to yell loudly, but saw the other party quickly take out his wand.

"quietus"

In an instant, Malfoy's angry voice turned into a mosquito sound, and the angry look on his face while whispering made Hermione laugh out loud.

"Brother Drag, you're so cute." Sean praised with a smile, but his eyes radiated a dangerous light.

During the two months of summer vacation, he still practiced a lot of spells. Although his talent in spells was mediocre, his hard work still paid off.

Malfoy's pale cheeks flushed, and he turned his head and roared something at Crabbe and Goyle. The two idiots looked carefully for a long time before they recognized the shape of his mouth.

"Fuck him! Beat him!"

The two of them didn't even think about taking out their wands, and immediately rushed towards them aggressively.

"Careful!" Hermione exclaimed.

Sean threw the handkerchief to Hermione and held the wand in his mouth.

The momentum looked terrifying, but in Sean's eyes, the two of them were slow and dull.

"Bang!" "Bang!" After two dull and powerful punches, Crabbe and Goyle were lying on the ground with their stomachs covered and wailing.

Sean stretched out a hand towards Hermione. The stunned girl was stunned for a moment before quickly handing the handkerchief back.

"Thank you for keeping it for me." Sean wiped his hands and wand gracefully, then carefully folded the handkerchief and put it back in his inner pocket.

"I almost forgot, there's you, Draco." Sean walked towards Malfoy, who had retreated into the corridor with a panic-stricken look on his face. He was as enthusiastic as if he were meeting an old friend.

"Don't come here!" Malfoy screamed loudly as he saw the smiling Sean getting closer and closer. Unfortunately, his mosquito scream was completely obscured by the sound of driving.

"It's okay. I'll turn it over for you soon."

…

After the trio helped each other and left, Hermione glanced at Sean with bright eyes, but she immediately said worriedly: "Are they okay? Are you violating school rules? Oh my God, we haven't even entered school yet.

...No, if the teacher wants to punish you, I must testify on your behalf that those bastards did it first."

Sean smiled and spread his hands: "I didn't do anything. I just kindly gave my new classmates a full-body massage. And we haven't even entered school yet. There's nothing to worry about."

He was not panicked at all, not to mention that the three of them, especially Malfoy, were all very respectable 'nobles', and they were not sorted into houses themselves, so was there a point deduction?

After comforting Hermione for a while, the girl stared at his wand eagerly: "That's the Whispering Curse, right? I've seen it in books, but I haven't tried it yet. I've practiced other magics myself.

."

Sean nodded and said helplessly: "The whispering spell is relatively simple, so I tried it. Fortunately, it was successful."

"Then have you practiced other spells?" Hermione's eyes were filled with knowledge and curiosity.

Sean thought for a moment, then stood up and took out two cans of Coke from the suitcase.

"You still have this with you?" As the daughter of a dentist, Hermione hesitated for a moment before accepting the can he handed over.

Sean winked at her: "For happiness."

He pulled the tab and touched Hermione, then put the opened Coke on the table.

Sean cleared his throat and said seriously: "Have you ever heard of a theory?"

"What?"

He pointed at the can: "If the value of a can of Coke is 10, the value will rise to 15 after it is chilled. And the first sip you take when you pull the tab and take a sip takes up three of the value of the can of Coke.

If you divide it by two, each subsequent bite will be worth less."

Hermione, who was holding the can, looked puzzled, but the other person's serious expression seemed to say that this was indeed a serious theory.

Sean took out his magic wand and pointed it at the can: "reparo"

"Chi~" Sean pulled the tab of the repaired can and took a sip: "Looking like this, every sip is of greatest value. I love magic."

Hermione: "...?"