I went to Hogwarts after being spotted by Grindelwald

Sean did not expect that he would receive such a grand welcome. He returned the greeting and said softly: "I hope I can be of help, Mr. Potter, Madam."

Dumbledore looked upstairs and asked softly: "How is it now?"

James looked serious: "After the last outbreak, Daisy stabilized. Moody said there is no need to worry for the time being. Now, Harry is talking to her."

Mad Eye Moody took another sip of wine: "Albus! Your method is risky. If it doesn't succeed, I have to take action - James, Lily, even in front of you, I have to say this, this

It's my duty."

The Potters' expressions became much gloomier, but they did not speak.

Dumbledore shook his head: "Alastor, I will not let Daisy turn into a beast, but if the plan succeeds, the separated Obscurus may be wild, and it will not be like other separated ones.

The Obscurus is just as harmless, and you will need to take action when the time comes."

He looked at the others: "Including you."

The Longbottoms and the short, fat wizard nodded together.

"Now, let's prepare according to the plan we made before. We want to start when Daisy is most emotionally stable."

Just as everyone was getting ready, Mad-Eye Moody walked up to Sean, who was alone: ​​"Wallup?"

"Hello, sir." Sean smiled politely at him.

Moody's fake eyes rolled around twice, and he showed a ferocious smile: "My child, you are exactly what Albus said..."

"What did Professor Dumbledore say?" Sean asked curiously.

"Ha - it smells like dark magic. I'm too familiar with it, Wallop," Moody licked his lips, "If Albus hadn't told me that you accepted Riddle's 'legacy', I would have seen you

It will knock you out in an instant and send you to Azkaban."

"You are really conscientious..." Sean laughed dryly.

Moody sniffed his nose and shook his face at Sean: "This smell - even the unconscious Obscurus, I doubt it will like you - will you naturally attract the power of darkness?"

Attracting darkness? Sean became confused. He only attracted magical animals, but he had never attracted any darkness.

"I don't know what you mean, sir."

Moody sniffed hard again, and the prosthetic eyes floated in his eyes as he moved, and he showed a puzzled expression.

"No more?" He took a sip of wine, and then patted his forehead hard, "Maybe I have always been too sensitive, Wallop, I always feel that you smell of black magic. Of course,

It's more likely that this was left by Riddle for you."

"Sir, you mean, I smell like a dark wizard?" Sean was a little confused.

"Yes, yes," Moody tried to show a gentle smile, but the scars on him were really hideous. "I personally sent half of the prisoners in Azkaban, and those who have been using black

Magical people always have a smell on their bodies. Although it's not pure darkness like Obscurus, I can always smell it."

"Ha--Albus said, this is my talent--it's quite convenient for catching dark wizards anyway."

Sean was a little nervous. Riddle's soul fragment was absorbed by him. Although Dumbledore and Grindelwald didn't say it, he wouldn't be affected in any way, right?

"Sir, will this have any bad effect on me?"

Moody waved his hand: "No, I know you, so it won't be. Although the smell is very strong, it comes and goes. It may be caused by the black magic you learned. If you are contaminated by Riddle's soul,

Yeah, that smell should have some stench!"

Sean felt relieved.

After chatting with Moody for a few words, Dumbledore came over and said to Sean: "Sean, you can go see Daisy first. This may be helpful later. In terms of leaving a good impression on girls,

I have great confidence in you."

"That's thanks to my parents, professor." Sean replied with a smile, and then walked up to the second floor.

There are no lights in the corridor here, and the long row of windows are all focused on, but the curtains are all open, and the moonlight shines on the corridor, making it look quiet and eerie.

When he reached the end, Sean knocked on the door.

"Are we going to start?" It was Harry who opened the door. His eyes showed surprise when he saw Sean, and then he hugged him hard.

"Sean, you're here?!" Harry seemed very excited, but he lowered his voice.

"I hope I can help." Sean said with a smile.

"Of course, by the way, are you here to meet Daisy?"

"Yes, is it convenient now?"

"Of course, but Daisy is a little shy, I hope you don't mind."

Sean followed Harry into a crowded and huge bedroom.

The room, which is half the size of a living room, is filled with all kinds of things. There are dolls that girls like, fairy tale books, small toys bought from the joke workshop, and candies and the like are everywhere.

have.

Those things seemed to have been dropped, and there were signs of damage on the surface, but they were still well classified and put together.

There is a big bed against the wall, and a girl is leaning on the head of the bed.

Her face was extremely pale, and her skin was so white that it was somewhat transparent. Sean could even see the blood vessels on her arm.

Her long fiery red hair hangs down her back, and her green eyes are clear and translucent.

Daisy Porter is simply a smaller version of her mother, but more delicate and more vulnerable.

The girl looked at Sean curiously, and she shrank back at the same time, and her arms retracted into the quilt.

Harry seemed to have changed. He said steadily and gently: "Daisy, this is my friend, his name is Sean."

Sean showed a standard elegant smile. He gently stroked his chest and said, "Nice to meet you, Miss Potter. I am Sean Wallop."

Daisy's green eyes blinked curiously. She said nothing, her timid appearance was pitiful.

Sean did not follow Harry forward, he just moved a little closer, keeping a distance that would not be rude or embarrassing. He smiled: "You are going to enroll in school next year, right? I'm in Ravenclaw.

Lao, I can find a beautiful sister to show you around then."

"Hey! Man, all the children in our Potter family are destined to be Gryffindors." Harry said pretending to be annoyed. He just saw a look of anticipation in his sister's eyes.

"It depends on Daisy's own choice." Sean smiled at the girl.

"Can you choose the academy?" Daisy finally spoke, her voice as weak as her appearance.