I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

London, East End, Regent's Canal.

The East End of London is an industrial area and worker's residential area formed after the Industrial Revolution, and it is also a crowded slum area. The streets are narrow and the houses are dense, mostly old buildings from the mid-19th century.

In later generations, the apartments along the river here may be praised as historical buildings with a sense of design and precipitation, but for the people of the East End, this is just a gathering place for the poor in London.

Even with the turn of the millennium, poor people will still be poor.

Bill Mays Sandwich Pub is somewhat famous in the area, because the beer and sandwiches here are cheap enough.

Sixteen-year-old Lilian is the waiter in this sandwich bar. In fact, she is still three months away from sixteen, and does not meet the age limit for working in the UK, but the cook in this bar is her aunt, and she also needs A few extra pounds to supplement her daily necessities - she had no hope of getting a pound from her alcoholic father.

"Lilian, send it to Room 301 of Park Villa." The dinner plate with sandwiches, creamy soup, and two slices of bacon was pushed over, and Lilian saw her aunt filling a glass of beer.

Putting the big mug of beer with hops on the plate, Aunt Susan waved her hand: "Go."

Lilian, who was chewing bubble gum, blew a bubble reluctantly. The park villa sounds luxurious, but it is actually a newly remodeled hotel—the cheapest kind.

The owner of Park House hasn't had time to build his own kitchen yet, so he's teaming up with Bill Mays Sandwich Bar just across the street.

Trying to get tips from the guests there is basically a dream.

Lilian served the dinner plate, and the sixteen-year-old beautiful body twirled coquettishly. Some customers who came to the bar in advance whistled immediately: "Lilian, do you want to play a tipping game?"

Lilian rolled her eyes at the other party in disgust, and working in a bar would only make her hate the wandering drunks who don't know what a gentleman is.

Seeing the beautiful girl walk out of the bar in two steps, the guest whistled, and the lustful look in his eyes flashed past.

After walking to the park villa in two minutes, Lilian opened the door and went in, greeting the proprietress out of habit.

"Oh, Lilian, you are still as cute as ever." The chubby proprietress responded enthusiastically.

Lilian blew a bubble, and looked at the other party with some doubts. Today's proprietress looks a little strange, as if she is on drugs...

Lilian, who didn't want to get involved, walked quickly to room 301.

She could actually choose to leave things on the counter, but she still has some delusions about tipping, after all, she is really short of money.

Before knocking on the door, she worked hard to adjust her expression, so that the pure charm of a sixteen-year-old beautiful girl could be fully exuded. Her face and figure were the only things she could be proud of.

Of course, she is also ready to kick over the old pervert who may appear-you see, there are risks in the slums if you want to rely on your face to ask for tips.

"Hello, sir, your order has arrived." Lilian showed an impeccable smile.

The door was opened, and Lilian, who habitually looked at each other with smiling eyes, secretly exclaimed.

The upper body of the other party was naked, showing clear abdominal muscles, coupled with that extremely handsome face...

How could such a handsome guy live here...

Before she could think any more, or give a brighter smile, the boy took the things expressionlessly, and the door was closed neatly, holding back a cold 'thank you'.

A prepared smile froze on her face.

"Stingy..." Lilian pouted, and went downstairs unhappy, and immediately felt that the other party was not so handsome.

However, she didn't notice that there was a pair of light blue eyes on the ceiling that gradually disappeared after watching her leave.

Withdrawing the peeping spell and making sure that the girl who delivered the food was fine, Sean's expression relaxed a lot.

However, his expression in the mirror is still dignified.

Fair and strong, he exudes a healthy smell all over his body, and at the same time, there is a huge and pure source of magic power that can be felt as long as he sinks his mind a little.

However, Sean Wallep's expression was very bad. Before his head was not clear enough, he subconsciously used magic first, and the smooth response of magic power didn't make him think too much.

But now in a safe place, he discovered this serious reality.

This is not my body, absolutely not.

He touched his face, trying to find the wound that could not be healed by magic - obviously, he couldn't find anything.

This body is healthy and perfect, not riddled with wounds, not a single one.

However, that face is indeed his own...

Sean stared at his face for a long time, then he dressed neatly and sat down at the small table.

As soon as he took the cheap food, he felt uncomfortable—this body was resisting these cheap, unnutritious and unpalatable foods.

Sean paused, ate everything without hesitation, and then he picked up the beer.

The burning sensation in his throat and the discomfort in his stomach reminded him that this was the first time this body drank alcohol, and it was such a low-quality beer.

But he didn't care, his mind was used to alcohol, even though his body was no longer aching.

After casually wiping the foam from the corner of his mouth, Sean began to check his belongings.

On his body is a set of wizard cloaks and combat uniforms, made of dragon skin, and the price is high.

There is a gemstone ring on the finger, which can detect the fluctuation of magic power... and, it looks familiar...

There are many small pockets on the inner lining of the clothes, and there are many small bottles of potions in them, all of which are high-quality goods, which can deal with various situations. In addition...

Sean took a deep breath, clenched his fists hard to stop the trembling of his hands, and then carefully reached into the deepest part of the inner pocket.

He caught something and slowly opened his hand.

It was a blue-green spiny sheath, with a slender tail protruding from the bottom, wrapped around his fingers.

Sean's lips twitched. He looked at the thorn sheath in a daze, and wanted to reach out to touch it several times, but in the end he didn't dare to go forward.

At this time, the thorn sheath moved.

It was growing, and then, turned into a blue-green horror.

Looking at the other party's scarlet eyes, Sean almost lost his mind—the only mutated Winged Demon in this world, the one hatched by himself...

I saw it again...

"Eat!" Dave thought cheerfully as soon as he appeared. He didn't care that he was in an unfamiliar environment, but climbed onto Sean's shoulder affectionately, "It's time to eat, boss!"

Sean's lips wriggled with difficulty, and then tremblingly called out the name that he had missed for a long, long time and hadn't called out for a long time.

"Dave..."

"Here! Brother! When is dinner!" Dave responded cheerfully.

"Dave, you're not dead, you're not dead..."

Xiao En hugged the Winged Demon tightly, his body trembling constantly.

The heartless Dave finally noticed something was wrong. As the only magical animal that could communicate telepathically with Sean, it subconsciously felt the heart of its master.

Sadness, confusion, joy, incredible...

Every emotion is so intense.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Dave was puzzled.

Sean didn't respond, just holding it trembling.

"Boss, what's the matter, tell me! Dave will always stand by your side—" The loyal and touching voice of the Winged Demon stopped abruptly before it could finish conveying.

Because, it subconsciously smelled the smell of Sean's brain.

Normally, Dave would not do this, because it was too familiar, and the boss's brains were too attractive-why let yourself suffer?

only…

In an instant, the Winged Demon violently broke free from its embrace, and its huge wings smashed the small room into pieces.

The scarlet in its eyes almost turned into substance, and the piercing violent cry was full of madness.

"You're not the boss! Where's Sean? Where did you hide Sean?!"

Sean looked sad, he looked down at his hands, his voice was full of confusion: "I am Sean..."

"You're not! You're not! Where's Sean?!" The Winged Demon rushed forward frantically, its terrifying mouth covering Sean's throat.

The smell of blood spilled out, Dave was stunned for a moment and then flew into the air. It gave up the idea of ​​biting off its throat, but circled back and forth violently in place.

The smell of blood definitely belonged to Sean... The sense of intimacy that only Sean can have is not wrong... But, but, that consciousness is definitely not the Sean Wallep who gets along with him day and night.

No, this body belongs to Sean, I can't hurt it...

Dave circled around in place for a while angrily, and after leaving a terrifying look, it rushed out of the room directly.

Leaving behind shattered glass and planks and the screaming crowd below, Dave quickly disappeared.

Sean's hands trembled slightly, he stood up weakly, watched Dave leave sadly, raised and raised the wand in his hand, and finally let it go.

Through the broken windows and walls, he glanced at the panicked crowd below, then waved his wand grimly.

The screaming crowd suddenly calmed down, their eyes lost their luster, and then they started to continue what they had to do before.

Not only these witnesses, but everyone around who heard the movement and looked over curiously lost the look in their eyes.

After doing all this calmly, Sean walked back into the house, together with those fragments, they immediately became whole.

The room was back to its original appearance.

Sean sat on the edge of the narrow bed, staring at his hands, looking at the gemstone ring.

"Another timeline... This is, Sean Wallep here..." he whispered weakly to himself.

—

Coming out of the back door, Lilian, who had already changed into her regular clothes, stretched her waist. Behind her was the bar that was still bustling with people.

She still has classes during the day, so it is impossible to work until the early hours of the morning. From six in the evening to eleven in the evening is already the limit.

"There are more and more annoying drunkards. It's really annoying. Wait for another three months. When I'm officially sixteen, I'll change my job." Lilian doesn't like those drunkards, and she can tolerate the unscrupulous gazes of customers for tips , but can not accept all kinds of teasing or even hands-on.

Walking through the deep alley, there was the sound of a broken wine bottle coming from somewhere. Lilian put on her hat and quickened her pace.

As soon as he reached an alley with no street lights, a shaky shadow appeared in front of him.

"Haha, Lilian, what a coincidence..."

Lilian immediately recognized the voice of that person. It was the alcoholic who was going to play tipping games with her in the evening. She knew that the other person was Klose, and he was a famous gangster who joined the tavern nearby.

She zipped up the zipper a little more, covering half of her face, and after glancing at the other party in disgust, she was about to leave quickly.

Klose stopped the girl with his hand, and he smiled maliciously: "Lilian, aren't you short of money? We can play some more interesting games, such as stuffing a five-pound note in your underwear." —Of course, you can play bigger, hahaha.”

Lilian pulled away the other party's hand contemptuously, and said bluntly: "If you come again, I will call the police. At worst, I don't want this job."

Klose was full of alcohol, and without any fear, he laughed a little louder: "Isn't it worth spending money? Hahaha, in this way, I **** you, and then you called the police to arrest me—fair deal."

"Get out!" Lilian immediately wanted to kick the opponent's crotch.

It never occurred to her that this alcoholic who couldn't even stand still held down her leg, and before she could react, there was a heavy slap on the head.

Severe pain and dizziness came like a tide.

Seeing Lilian who was staggering on the ground~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Klose dropped the empty wine bottle with a smirk, and while unbuttoning his pants, he walked over cursingly: "Shame on me, mom!" Yes, I'm terminally ill, do you know? You fucking..."

Lilian panicked completely. She tried to back up, but the opponent's blow without any force made it difficult for her to breathe.

"Help...help..." She wanted to call out for help, but the scene in front of her became more and more blurred.

Just at the moment of her despair, a dazzling green light pierced the darkness.

"Avada Kedavra"

The weird syllables that had never been heard before became pleasant to Lilian's ears for some reason.

The green light hit Klose, who hit the ground without a sound.

The same green light struck again, but this time the target was Lilian.

"Oh my God..." Lilian suddenly came to her senses, and she found a warm air current swimming around her injured area, taking away the pain and dizziness.

She stood up staggeringly, and was surprised to find that Klose was no longer panting when he fell to the ground.

Then, she saw the man coming in the dark.

It was the customer who delivered the meal before me!

"you…"

Just as Lilian was about to speak, she realized that the other party had raised a long and thin stick and pointed it at her, and a ray of light shot straight at her and hit her.

"Huh?" Nothing happened.

Sean on the opposite side frowned, his Imperius Curse didn't work.

This is his Imperius Curse that has weakened its power specifically for Muggles, so that means...

Sean looked at Lilian.

This girl...is a wizard...is a barbaric growth, a wizard who doesn't know that she is a wizard...

Ask for a ticket—ヽ(°▽°)ノ

(end of this chapter)