I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts Chapter 611

When footsteps were heard on the stairs, Mr. Ollivander, who had been pacing back and forth in the shop, immediately looked over.

He first saw Sean with his usual expression, and then looked back eagerly past Sean.

The well-known wandmaker was not relieved until Stephanie's face appeared behind him.

Just now, he heard some movement upstairs, but he didn't dare to check, worried that something might be broken.

Seeing Sean appearing suddenly and making some strange moves, he guessed that something might have happened to Stephanie.

Mr. Ollivander had a strained relationship early on with his son, who ran away from home and was never heard from again.

In the end, he didn't wait for his only son back, only a cold little girl was sent back.

For Mr. Ollivander, the wand is his life, and his granddaughter is his last sustenance.

He wanted to ask Sean what happened, but he held back. Seeing that Stephanie was safe and sound, the stone in his heart finally fell.

Without asking why Sean came alone, but came down with an extra Stephanie, Mr. Ollivander walked over quickly, and first carefully observed the condition of his granddaughter.

Other than a little bit of an odd blush, everything seemed fine.

"Are you all right?" Mr. Ollivander didn't ask anything else, he only cared about his granddaughter's health.

Stephanie nodded, showing a tiny smile to her grandfather: "I got into a little trouble, but Sean saved me."

Probably because the memory was replayed again, and the emotions were completely shocked in her heart. Stephanie found that her mentality seemed to have changed.

In the past, she respected her grandfather and was willing to fulfill the responsibility of a granddaughter, but this kind of feeling was very weak, and it was based on her personal sense of morality and responsibility—an old man who was related to her by blood, sincerely If you treat yourself well, then she should return the favor.

That's all.

But after this incident, although Stephanie has been in a deep sleep, the emotional impact on memory and soul unconsciously is indelible.

This kind of impact will not affect her personality and other aspects, but her sensitivity and demand for emotions have improved a lot.

This was all quickly summed up by her herself after the fact, otherwise she wouldn't have been unable to resist asking Xiao En to "do me a favor" when facing Sean.

Thinking of this, her face turned red again.

"That's good, that's good—" Although Mr. Ollivander was a little puzzled by his granddaughter's expression, he held Sean's hand again, "Thank you so much, Mr. Wallop."

"You're welcome, Mr. Ollivander, Stephanie's my best friend, and that's what I'm supposed to do."

Best friend... Stephanie licked her lips involuntarily.

However, she quickly took another step forward: "Grandfather, we still have things to do, so we won't stay at home any longer."

Mr. Ollivander nodded: "Okay, just one thing, you must pay attention to safety."

"Well, grandfather."

Just two steps away, she was stopped by her grandfather behind her again.

"Are you all right, Stephanie? Your legs are shaking a little bit." Mr. Ollivander noticed something was wrong.

"It's okay, I'm a little weak, just rest for a day." Stephanie looked as usual, although it was a bit unconvincing to say this with a blush all over her face.

However, Mr. Ollivander was relieved, because he knew that his granddaughter was not the kind of character who pretended to be a liar.

Maybe it was really a little weak, maybe some kind of sequelae, she said so, it should be that Sean had cured her—the honest wandmaker thought so.

"Okay, that's good."

Sean, the instigator of the leg shaking, put one hand in his pocket, pretending to look at the dusty wand box on the shelf beside him.

If Mr. Ollivander was not still on the first floor, it would not be such a simple matter of shaking legs.

The two walked out of the wand shop, looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and both saw the smile in each other's eyes.

"You blushed so much, how did you manage to keep your expression unchanged?" Sean teased softly.

Stephanie showed no sign of weakness: "For me, this is something I aspire to, and I never think it is something shameful or something that needs to be hidden from others, so there is no need to be shy—if it is not a special situation. , I will let my grandfather directly treat the entire Ollivander's wand shop as a dowry, well, just a few words just now are enough, my grandfather will happily agree to me, and then hand over the land deed here to you."

What kind of mindless doting is this... But yes, Mr. Ollivander naturally spoils his granddaughter to the sky.

Sean raised a narrow smile: "There is no need to be shy? When I wanted to wipe it for you, why did you blushing and refused to let me touch it?"

The girl's neck was visibly stiffer, and her skin turned pink as if she had been stimulated by something.

She unconsciously pinched her thighs, feeling guilty and unconvinced at the same time: "That...that is a normal manifestation of female psychology, Mr. Wallop, if you need it, you can read related books, and you will find that I correctness and source of speech."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's you, Miss Ollivander."

"Will that show me something harder, Mr. Wallop."

Sean choked for a moment. His method of substituting offense for defense was indeed effective, but it also inspired her to become stronger in combat.

Moreover, why is your desire to win and lose always used in such strange places?

The two walked out of Diagon Alley together, during which time they secretly "attacked" each other with various extremely bold words.

By the time they walked out of the Leaky Cauldron, their mouths were parched—parched in every sense of the word.

The Leaky Cauldron Bar is located in the downtown area of ​​London. Sean looked around, then found a shop and bought two bottles of his favorite drink, unscrewed it and handed a bottle over.

Stephanie took it curiously, and she was indeed thirsty, so she drank half of the bottle in one go.

After drinking it, she thought about it: "It has a strange taste, but it's delicious—is this your favorite Muggle drink?"

"Yes, Coke—" Sean downed half a bottle of iced Coke in one gulp, and the heat on his body subsided a little.

He glanced at Stephanie and asked with great interest, "Have you ever drank?"

The other party shook his head: "When I was a child, I stayed in the orphanage for several years and had almost no contact with the outside world. After returning to my grandfather, I was basically only active in Diagon Alley and Hogwarts. My understanding of Muggles basically came from some Book and ice cream shop customers."

Sean was a little surprised. Stephanie has always been in a state of not caring about anything, but she has a desire to explore unknown knowledge. She didn't expect that she didn't know the Muggle world at all.

"Then you came to my house last time?"

"Well, the only time I've been out, this is the second time—so I used the word 'basic.'" Stephanie looked normal.

"What about entertainment other than reading?" Sean asked curiously.

Stephanie shook her head: "Exploring knowledge is my biggest hobby, and I don't care much about other aspects—of course, this was before I met you."

Xiao En looked at the other party who was taking a sip and stopped drinking, and for some reason, he felt a strong desire to share.

Maybe he had gone through those important memories of Stephanie step by step, seeing the sorrow, the pain, the joy, the hope; maybe it was something more intimate that had just happened between the two of them.

He suddenly had an urgent desire to give her many things and things.

Seeing that Sean didn't speak, Stephanie looked over suspiciously: "Don't you want to go to them first?"

Sean blinked: "Does what you said before, what happened at night, still count?"

Stephanie's face, which had just calmed down a little, turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, but she still nodded seriously: "It counts."

"Let's go then—" Sean took her hand.

Stephanie didn't realize what was going to happen, but subconsciously held Sean's hand back and said, "We live together at night. Although there are single rooms and soundproofing, it's easy to be discovered, right? I don't care ..."

Sean snapped his fingers and took out a cell phone.

Although there is no means of communication between wizards, ordinary people in this era already have shortcuts that even wizards do not have.

It is very convenient to use a mobile phone to make a call when you are not in Hogwarts.

After dialing quickly, Hermione's anxious voice came from the phone: "How's it going? Sean?"

"It's okay, it's been resolved, Stephanie is safe and sound."

"That's good." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

Sean continued: "There are still some small troubles left to deal with. I have to make a trip. Today's actual combat training should be over, right?"

"Well, it's over. Although it's a bit rushed, it doesn't affect the overall situation. Everyone performed well."

"Then let everyone have a good rest, I will come back tomorrow to meet you, let's continue."

"Okay, then you pay attention to safety." Hermione did not doubt him.

After hanging up the phone, Sean shook his phone and looked at Stephanie, who was blushing on her face: "Look, it's just time for a break. Let's rest in another place."

The girl was silent for a short while, then joyfully inserted her hand between the other's fingers, and nodded vigorously: "Okay."

The bell rang, and all the waiters in the shop filled with exquisite women's clothing immediately raised their heads and showed standard smiles.

The store manager Dlamini looked at the two customers who walked into the store, and his eyes immediately lit up.

The boy on the left was extremely handsome. Although he was wearing casual clothes, the venomous gaze she had cultivated over fifteen years immediately helped her recognize the source of the suit—it was all custom-made and made of high-end fabrics.

The **** the right has a rare but amazing silver-white long hair, wears an ordinary white dress, her face is extremely delicate, but her figure is too petite.

The girl was looking at the whole store with a little curiosity. It was obviously the first time she had been to this kind of place, but her face had a calmness and peace that was rarely seen by adults.

The two held hands tightly.

The couple—the store manager immediately made a judgment, the boy must be from a wealthy family, and, where else did he seem to have seen a similar face? The girl was brought here. Although she looked like a child in body, she didn't look like a girl. She could only be a couple.

"Hello," the boy smiled gently and politely, which made many young waiters feel their hearts beating faster. "Please help her measure the size, and at the same time, bring the pictures of the ready-to-wear in your store for her to choose."

"Okay, sir."

Feeling that this was a big deal, the store manager immediately showed the most professional appearance, and while directing the tailor to come forward, he asked the waiter to bring the hanger and the picture of the ready-made garment together.

Stephanie looked at all this curiously. She asked the tailor to measure the size and chose a set of clothes that she liked more.

"Put it on." Sean said with a smile.

While Stephanie went to change clothes, Sean chose a few more sets of ready-made clothes according to Stephanie's style, and then handed a business card to the store manager.

"Order three sets of dresses, tell the person on the business card the size and owner's style, and she will give you advice on styling and fabrics. In addition, three sets of home clothes, including pajamas, will trouble you."

"Oh, oh, okay." The store manager took the business card, but she didn't react for a while.

However, when she saw the name on the business card, her childlike eyes trembled a bit—this designer has a lot of background, and usually only serves the royal family and the top rich...

Just in time, Stephanie changed her clothes and came out.

Not surprised, she chose a set of ordinary casual clothes with Muggle characteristics according to Xiao En's similar style.

Sean smiled and walked over to hold the girl's hand. He put a check on the counter, nodded politely to several service staff, and then led them out.

The two walked out of the store, and the rest of them came to their senses. A waiter said, "Um, but where do we send the clothes?"

"The designer will definitely give us the address, this is a personal contact - show me the check, ss..."

Sean held Stephanie's hand, and the two walked along the street like the most ordinary couple.

"Is this your usual life?" Stephanie asked curiously.

Sean shrugged: "Forget it, I don't like my dad's way of socializing and entertaining entrepreneurs, I prefer to walk on the street alone, and I can try anything interesting, oh, there are some other projects I really like it, but I don't have enough time, I'll take you there next time.”

Stephanie nodded. She wasn't curious about how rich Muggles lived, but she was curious about Sean's daily life.

He is actively integrating himself into his life... Thinking of this, the girl will always raise a faint smile.

The two were strolling comfortably on the streets of London, and Sean took the trouble to introduce the girl to various places he had been to, and took her to try various things he had done.

Although the time was short, a more intimate feeling was rippling and sprouting in the hearts of the two.

After spending five pennies to ask a street photographer to take a color photo of the two without moving, Sean looked at the sky and said with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

Putting away the colored photos carefully, Stephanie nodded happily.

No wonder some people say that a good mood can make people feel hungry very easily.

Sean hailed a taxi and gave the address.

Outside the magnificent restaurant with classic charm, Sean introduced: "I like a western restaurant very much, because it is not pure British food."

Stephanie smiled and was led in.

In the private room, Stephanie blinked: "It's rare to see tableware more luxurious than Hogwarts."

Sean shrugged: "Hogwarts is full of real antique tableware."

"Is this the pros and cons of magic?"

"Long-lasting, but there is no way to replace it with a new one."

The two laughed and talked, and the waiter came over with two square cups and put them down gently.

Seeing the lemon slice inside, although Stephanie was a little curious about the shape of the cup, she still picked it up and took a sip.

The waiter subconsciously wanted to stop it.

Sean shook his head slightly and waved his hands, then took a sip from his cup, and said with a smile, "Have a good day."

The waiter who brought the real drink lemonade left silently.

However, Stephanie was unusually perceptive at the moment.

When the waiter left, she asked curiously, "Did I do something out of etiquette?"

Seeing her discover, Sean shrugged, and took another sip of the lemonade in the square cup: "This was originally used for washing hands."

The girl tilted her head, not in embarrassment, but curious: "But the water in this glass is drinkable."

Sean sneered: "Yes, you found out right away."

He spread his hands: "For nobles, this is not a necessary link, nor is it a so-called etiquette. In essence, it is to show the difference—isn't water all drinkable?"

They both laughed, and Stephanie added, imitating Sean's tone: "Stupid and boring."

Sean nodded in agreement: "We have only one task, to taste the dishes - if they are delicious, the restaurant will pass, if it is not delicious, then it will fail."

"It's the honorable Mr. Wallop, this is the etiquette of the nobles~" Stephanie blinked playfully.

"Do you want to hear the truth?"

"Um."

"Actually, I want to take you to Chinatown to eat authentic skewers... But you usually only eat Western food at school, so you chose this place."

Stephanie was a little happy that Sean noticed her food preferences. She smiled abnormally today: "Take me there next time? I want to try everything you like."

"Okay, there are more...Well, aside from the complicated dining etiquette, the dishes here are really good."

"Indeed... it's just that the amount is a little small."

"Then go to another place to eat later?"

"OK."

The sky is getting late~www.mtlnovel.com~The moon is shining brightly.

The elevator door of the hotel opened, and a man and a woman walked into the long corridor.

In front of the door, Sean coughed: "Does it still count?"

Wearing ordinary casual clothes, Stephanie, who was so cute today, took the initiative to push the door open.

Her eyes are shining.

Sean felt as if a fire had been lit in that part of his heart.

The presidential suite is huge, and so is the bed. Stephanie took Sean's hand and walked in with a small jump.

She didn't turn on the light, just drew the curtains.

The moonlight sprinkled on her bright face, with a seductive light.

"Except for the one that promised you... other, other... also..."

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.

Chapter end