Professor Flitwick is looking for me? Sean looked at the note a little strangely.

Today is the first day of school, and I haven’t done anything eye-catching. Why are you looking for me? Is it because of the Sorting Hat yesterday?

It is indeed a big secret that Nurmengard has a clone of the Sorting Hat, but that was also said by the Sorting Hat himself, although Sean had already imagined various secret transaction scenarios between the principals on both sides.

The Sorting Hat has betrayed himself, Professor Flitwick wants to give him another warning to prevent him from talking nonsense?

After all, thinking about the grievances and hatreds between the two old men makes people a little excited.

After thinking for a while, Sean hurried to Professor Flitwick's office following the address given on the note.

"Come in." After Sean knocked on the door a few times, Professor Flitwick's sharp voice came from inside.

He opened the door and entered. Professor Flitwick's office was unexpectedly spacious. In addition to books on various spells, there were also several wands displayed on the wall. The most peculiar thing was that there were many windows in the room, about a dozen.

, you can see the west tower of the castle.

The short Charms teacher was sitting behind the desk, with only his head exposed. Next to him stood a girl with silver-white hair, staring expressionlessly at Sean who walked in.

Speaking of which, until now, I don't know this senior's name.

Confused, Sean bowed slightly and said, "Good evening, Professor Flitwick, may I ask what you want from me?"

"Oh, Mr. Wallop, you're here," Professor Flitwick jumped down from his chair and walked to his desk, "Do you remember the sorting ceremony yesterday?"

"Of course, Professor." A flash of understanding flashed through Sean, and it seemed that he really came here for this matter.

Professor Flitwick stroked his mustache. He considered his words for a while, and then said: "Mr. Wallop, your situation is very rare, and in the history of Hogwarts, there are no cases like yours."

Generally speaking, people will get a secret."

"Then, professor, I..."

"Don't worry," Professor Flitwick waved to him, "This seems to be a characteristic of the Sorting Hat, or... personality? Even the headmaster doesn't know much about it. At the same time, professors will not let students

By handing over this secret, we all believe that maintaining the mystery of Hogwarts Castle is a manifestation of continuing the educational philosophy of our school."

Sean looked a little weird. According to Professor Flitwick, as long as the Sorting Hat chats with others for a long time, he will unconsciously reveal a secret, right?

It’s okay to be born with a big mouth...

Professor Flitwick continued: "Anyway, the secrets given by the Sorting Hat will not harm Hogwarts itself. Moreover, we encourage students to explore Hogwarts. I think that secret should surprise you."

Are you ready?" He winked at Sean.

Sean nodded. He was indeed shocked that there was a clone of the Sorting Hat in Nurmengard.

He had been quite puzzled before as to why the admission notice for Nurmengard was followed by Hogwarts. Now that he thought about it together, it was very likely that Dumbledore and Grindelwald had reached some unknown agreement.

.

"Professor, who are you looking for?" Sean asked.

"Oh, the main thing is to tell you about this matter, so that you don't have too much pressure. In the past, some students were worried all day long because of this, and they worried about it for seven years. But it seems that you don't need my guidance.

Already."

Sean smiled and expressed his gratitude to Professor Flitwick for his concern.

He really wasn't worried at all. The main thing was that he had many other secrets he kept.

"On the other hand," Flitwick looked at the silver-haired girl who had been silent, "Miss Ollivander is planning to set up a club, and she needs an assistant. Mr. Wallop, do you want to give it a try?"

"Me?" Sean pointed to himself in confusion.

"Yes." This time it was not Professor Flitwick, but the girl who took a step forward and said.

Sean looked weird. He had just entered school and couldn't even use a few magic spells. Moreover, he only met the other person once, so why did he find him out of nowhere?

And Professor Flitwick really explained it to her?

strangeness……

The girl's delicate face was calm, and she introduced in an emotionless voice: "Stephanie Ollivander, I am planning a new club, would you like to be my assistant?"

Such a direct girl... Sean carefully considered his words and avoided the other person's eyes, and said slowly: "Hello, Miss Ollivander, I don't quite understand, we are not familiar with each other, and today is the first day of school.

One day, I was just a new student..."

Stephanie's voice was clear and ethereal: "The club is just a prototype for the time being. I'm just making suggestions. As for why it's you, I naturally have my reasons for choosing it."

Saying it means not saying anything... Just when Sean was about to continue talking, Professor Flitwick waved his hands to the two of them.

"Miss Ollivander, it is your job to convince Mr. Wallop. Once you have settled the club, you can apply to me again."

Stephanie nodded, thanked her and left the office.

Why are you so clueless... Sean, who was a little confused, could only say thank you in the same way and walked out of the office.

When he came to the corridor, Sean saw Stephanie waiting for him under a curtain.

"Would you mind going back to the lounge together?"

"Of course." Sean always remained polite when facing strangers who had no ill intentions, even though this loli senior was a little weird.

When the two of them walked away and the door was closed in the office, Flitwick breathed a sigh of relief.

The two bookshelves in the room slowly moved to both sides, and the exposed stone wall in the middle twisted into a secret door.

The wooden door was pushed open, and an old wizard with white hair and white beard came out.

"Filius, I just tasted some toffee in your room, do you mind?" Dumbledore said with a smile.

"You can take that bag of toffees if you like, Albus."

"Oh, just have it occasionally. You'll get tired of eating it all the time." Dumbledore kept smiling.

"But why did you make up a reason to call Wallop and ask him to meet Ollivander?" Professor Flitwick paced for a while anxiously, "Merlin's beard has never been like this on the Sorting Hat.

Big mouth. It must be Grindelwald, Albus!"

Dumbledore pushed up his glasses and took a leisurely look at the Charms teacher's collection.

"Be patient, Filius, this is a trial."

"Try?!" Professor Flitwick blew his beard, "Shaun Wallop is one of the seven children, and Stephanie Ollivander is from Germany!"

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