I went to Hogwarts after being spotted by Grindelwald

"Oh? I'd like to hear the details." Sean showed an interested expression.

Ollivander sighed: "This dragon heartstring comes from a Hungarian Horntail. At that time, I was meeting an old friend of the MacFasty clan. The violent and terrifying guy was on the other side of the island.

It took more than ten minutes for it to kill several Hebridean Islands black dragons. Oh my God, that was the most violent fire dragon I have ever seen."

He seemed to be recalling that scene, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

Ollivander quickly wrapped the wand and said softly: "Mr. Wallop, I hope you can use this wand well."

"Of course, sir."

The silver-haired girl on the side stretched out her hand expressionlessly: "Seven galleons for Chenge."

Sean showed an elegant smile and handed the galleons over: "Thank you for your recommendation. I would like to ask, are you also a freshman at Hogwarts?"

The girl sat back on the bench and said calmly: "I have started the third grade of school."

This, he looks younger than him... Sean kept smiling and nodded in greeting, saying "Please give me your advice after school starts." and walked out of the store.

It's a bit embarrassing...

After Wallop and his son were far away, Ollivander looked at the girl and whispered: "He is actually suitable for that wand."

The girl opened the old book again. She adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses and said calmly: "It can be seen that he is personable and polite, but the violence in his bones will show up no matter how well suppressed it is. I happen to see it easily.

It’s just these things.”

Ollivander's face became a little more serious: "No wonder, no wonder, that wand looks very much like that child."

The girl turned a page and seemed not to pay attention to the conversation at all: "Anyway, Grandpa, you are only responsible for finding the real owner of the wand. After that, will he become a real noble or a thug in a dress? These...

It has nothing to do with the wand and nothing to do with Ollivander."

…

After leaving Ollivander's Staff Shop, Sean chose Madam Malkin's Robe Shop as his next destination.

Madam Malkin is a short, fat witch with a pleasant smile and wearing a purple robe.

"New student? Dear, do you want to buy uniforms?" Mrs. Malkin looked very enthusiastic.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Hogwarts or Nurmengard?"

"Hogwarts."

"Come on, come on, there are a lot of us here, and there happen to be two young people trying on clothes inside."

Walking into the inner room, a thin boy was standing on a footstool, and a witch was measuring his length with a pin.

The boy had a handsome oily haircut and a pair of round-rimmed eyes. Under the lenses were a pair of green eyes. He was talking to a boy with a round face next to him.

"Neville, are you really not considering buying a broomstick?"

The round-faced boy looked loyal and honest, tall and had already put on a neat set of robes.

"Harry, I told you, I'm not good at flying broomsticks, and first years are not allowed to bring broomsticks." Neville persuaded him honestly.

"Then let's sneak it over there. My dad said that Gryffindor hasn't won the championship for many years. Maybe they are willing to accept a talented first-year Seeker?"

Harry and Neville Sean were stunned for a moment, had they changed so much? Or were they not the two people they remembered?

The two people inside also noticed Sean.

"Hi."

"Hi." Sean stood on the footstool.

Harry raised his arm so that the pin could continue to measure, and he turned his head: "Freshman? From which school?"

"Hogwarts, what about you?"

Harry's tone suddenly became more enthusiastic: "I am also a new student at Hogwarts. My name is Harry, Harry Potter, and that is Neville Longbottom."

Neville, who was sitting, also said hello to him.

No more running...

"Shaun Wallop, nice to meet you."

"Are you all from wizard families?" Sean now has a strong interest in the two of them.

"Yes, Neville and I, our whole family are wizards." Harry smiled friendly.

It seems that Voldemort may not have gained strength at all... It's normal to think about it. The two old men who may be the strongest in modern times are both alive and well, and not only is Grindelwald's strength not weaker than Dumbledore's, but his methods are much tougher.

No matter where Tom Riddle went to school, there was a high probability that he would not dare to stand out.

"Nice to meet you. We will be classmates from now on." Sean smiled.

"Of course, you come from a Muggle family?"

"Yes, my family has not recovered yet."

Harry muttered: "That's good, much better than my cousin..."

Cousin? Sean remembers that his name seems to be Dudley.

Harry muttered to himself and asked curiously: "You should have received two notifications, right?"

"Yes," Sean nodded, "What about you?"

Harry showed a proud expression: "Our whole family graduated from Hogwarts. Nurmengard doesn't even need to send me a notice, because I will definitely choose Hogwarts."

Neville, who was sitting next to him, nodded in agreement.

"Why do you say that?" Sean showed a curious expression.

Probably because Sean has chosen Hogwarts, Harry now regards him as half a classmate. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the measuring witch went out to get clothes, Harry whispered: "Hogwarts is where I belong."

The best magic school in the century, and I heard that Nurmengard was once the research headquarters for black magic before it was rebuilt, and many wizards were imprisoned for experiments!"

Is it so exciting?

Harry curled his lips and continued: "Of course this is not the key. The key is that Nurmengard has been recruiting wizards from all over the world since its establishment. I heard that Durmstrang's students in Germany have been basically eliminated.

Nurmengard was taken away."

"Then why can Nurmengard attract so many people?"

Harry subconsciously showed an expression of disgust: "Because of Nurmengard's so-called 'elite education', hey, crazy pursuit of power, those people in Nurmengard are shouting about the glory of wizards, but they are doing evil things."

thing."

"Evil?" Sean became even more curious.

Harry cleared his throat: "I don't know the specifics. Anyway, our Hogwarts and Nurmengard are in a state of complete competition. Just remember this."

"Let's see, what's going on with the lads who want to go out on their own today? If someone disgraced his godfather because his outfit wasn't cool enough, I'd have to consider sending a howler letter to the whole school to tell the whole school that Harry Potter

Te’s biggest hobby is staring at other people’s buttocks.” A voice with a smile and a lazy tone came over.

Sean turned his head and looked around. He was an extremely handsome middle-aged man with long, slightly curly black hair, and his chiseled features showed some cynicism that is rare for middle-aged people.

Harry smiled happily at the man: "No way, Sirius!"