I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

"Professor, will you be very busy recently?" Sean asked.

Dumbledore nodded. "Yes, very busy - too many things to worry about, but don't worry, I'll keep an eye on you."

"I understand."

"Okay, tonight's topic is a bit heavy, but I still sincerely hope you can sleep well, Sean, your current task is still to study hard, the stronger you become, the more opportunities you will be able to suppress 'arrogance' in the future The bigger it is." Dumbledore pushed his glasses and said with a smile.

"I'll try my best, Professor, and I wish you a good night's sleep too."

After Sean left the headmaster's office, Dumbledore showed a relieved smile, and he sat back in the chair a little tired.

"Strong psychological qualities, mature thinking patterns, this little guy is really only eleven years old?" said a wizard with a curly beard on the wall.

"Genius is always coming," another headmaster, dressed in an ornate medieval robe, continued, "but this kid's blood... my great-grandfather lived through that history, and even if it's just reminiscences, he's got a look of horror on his face. ."

"Maybe this kid can do miracles?" retorted one headmistress.

"It's not just him, miracles also require other sacrifices..." A very calm-looking wizard said in a muffled voice.

The portraits of the principals fell silent for a while, and after a while, a female principal who looked gentle and kind spoke up.

"Dumbledore, why did you hide the last paragraph of the prophecy?"

Dumbledore took off his glasses and pressed his eyebrows: "Daris, the last prophecy is of no use to Sean. He is a child who likes to ask questions. Knowing those things is not good for him."

Phineas Black snorted coldly: "Dumbledore, you always do."

"That's one of the reasons why my reputation is better than yours, Phineas." Dumbledore retorted, lightly.

Phineas was a little annoyed, and he said loudly: "And then what? You think those unscrupulous guys will remember your sacrifice?"

"It doesn't matter—well, that's it, I have to go to rest."

Dumbledore ended the conversation. He glanced at the silver thread of memory that was still floating in the Pensieve. The light blue eyes were bright and dark, making people unable to see through his mind.

…

After saying goodbye to Dumbledore, Sean walked out of the principal's office with a slightly heavy heart. He didn't expect that the prophesied himself would be a villain-like character.

Really tired... Sean sighed.

As he was walking, he suddenly thought that Grindelwald's attitude towards himself was very strange...

If he had the same goals as Dumbledore, there wouldn't be that many extra odd moves.

Dumbledore's meaning is obvious. He wants to guide me. To put it bluntly, he wants me to be a good person, and my own attitude will obviously have an impact on the awakening of "Pride".

Then Grindelwald is very strange, he and Dumbledore don't behave in the same way, but I don't feel his malice... Also, if Grindelwald wants to lead me to the dark side, Dumbledore can't be with Dumbledore. He collaborates...

It's hard to guess what this strange old man is thinking...

After thinking for a long time, Sean found that the two old men seemed to be guiding themselves with different educational concepts. Grindelwald was obviously more radical than Dumbledore...

Much like a disagreement between parents on how to educate their children... Sean came up with a strange metaphor.

With all kinds of thoughts, Sean returned to the Ravenclaw common room. He was lucky not to meet Filch in the middle of the night.

Pulling the door knocker, the bronze eagle head asked, "What is wisdom?"

It's a subjective question again... Knocker often asks such questions with no fixed answer, as long as you clarify your own thinking pattern, you will pass the test.

Sean tilted his head and thought: "Something that can help us answer this question."

The door was opened, and Sean seemed to hear a sigh when he passed through the eagle's head.

Sean is very sensitive now. He looked around carefully, and then asked Dave if he smelled the scent of brain flowers. After confirming that no one was there, he walked in.

Today's prophecy is too powerful, and Sean feels that he is a little too paranoid now.

Back in the lounge, Sean found that on the soft chairs in the lounge, two girls, one big and one small, were leaning against each other.

It's Hermione and Daisy.

It is now past midnight and they are all asleep. Both of them locked their slender eyebrows and didn't seem to be sleeping well.

Sean unconsciously looked at the sleeping positions of the two of them.

Hermione was slender, her calves in short white socks were exposed to the air, her cardamom-like toes were tucked together, pushing the white socks out of tiny folds. Because of the long-extinguished life, a layer of redness appeared on the straight and fair calf, and he kept pressing against the side of the chair.

The milky white velvet top and the gray knee-length skirt fit softly on Hermione's beautiful body. She even had the book of "The World's Best Magic School" under one arm, looking at the bookish beauty. .

On the other side of Hermione, Daisy frowned and pressed tightly against Hermione's body, wrapping her arms around each other's arms. Her body is petite and soft, only one year younger, and the girl's body is obviously one size smaller.

Probably really insecure, Daisy wears clothes that always wrap herself tightly. The white top with pale yellow patterns had long cuffs. The girl's pointed fingers were tucked into the cuffs, and only the pink nails were exposed. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

She was wearing a sailor skirt, and the black pantyhose fit gently on the girl's straight and thin legs. Daisy curled herself into a small ball, the pantyhose on her knees taut and flesh-colored, looking pitiful.

Girls are really beautiful, especially beautiful girls.

Sean looked at the two girls with unique charms in front of him with admiration. He sighed, and his originally heavy heart was actually relieved.

Maybe it's been a long time since he saluted, maybe because he hadn't fallen asleep, Hermione opened her eyes in a daze.

"Sean, you're back—" She subconsciously made a surprise voice, then lowered it again.

However, Daisy apparently didn't fall asleep. She opened her mouth slightly, her eyes were not fully opened, and her voice was soft and greasy: "Sean? Sean is back?"

Sean smiled softly: "Well, two charming ladies, it's time for you to go to bed."