Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

"Your record of using that wand was all attributed to Mundungus. The owls sent by the Department for the Misuse of Magic of the Ministry of Magic to deliver warning letters and fines to Mundungus' house were almost full of owls." Snape gave a rare smile, "Mundungus often complained to me, and even asked me to help him get back the wand that belonged to him."

"Why don't you help him and sell him a favor?" Dean asked puzzledly, "If you asked for it in person, it would be difficult for me to refuse."

"I don't care about Mundungus' favor, and only if he gets the wand back personally, or if you give it up voluntarily, can he get the wand's recognition to work for him again." Snape said nonchalantly, "I'll give you a suggestion. , if you don’t intend to keep his wand permanently, then return it to him as soon as possible, and there is a limit to the joke.”

"Well, if Mundungus can keep his promise, I will return the wand to him soon." Dean compromised immediately.

Now that school has started, Dean can feel free to use the blackthorn wand. Mundungus's pipe wand is already useless to him - maybe during the holidays next year, Dean can ask Mundungus again. Borrow for two months?

"Then your final decision is... to register this second-hand blackthorn wand?" Snape took the blackthorn wand from Dean's hand and waved it twice before confirming.

"Yes!" Dean replied without hesitation.

"Very good. Dean Thomas, second-hand blackthorn wand, wand core: dragon heartstring, ten inches, dead branch shape, hard texture... Dean, this is also an extraordinary wand." Snape said After Dean's wand data was faithfully recorded, with a flick of his finger, the parchment was ignited by a golden flame and burned completely in the blink of an eye.

Dean felt his throat was a little dry. The moment the parchment was lit, he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he and the blackthorn wand were connected by an invisible rope extending from nowhere.

"Okay." After Snape put away the quill, he solemnly said to Dean: "Until you truly have the ability to protect yourself, I suggest you not to use the Thunderbird wand to cast any spells, otherwise it will be very difficult. It is possible that he may have violated the laws of the Ministry of Magic and be wanted.”

"I will be careful." Dean nodded and hesitated: "But Mr. Ollivander knows that the Thunderbird Wand is my real wand."

Snape sighed softly: "Do you think I will wait until now to consider the Thunderbird wand? Mundungus doesn't know what wand you bought from Ollivander, so how did I learn about it? What? Don’t worry, even Ollivander has forgotten that he ever sold you a wand."

Dean suddenly felt a little uneasy. Hearing Snape's advice, he had helped him erase Ollivander's memory of the Thunderbird wand.

Dean very much doubted the extent to which Snape trusted him enough to be willing to do so much for him!

Just when Dean was suspicious, another task popped up in the system:

"Mission: Snape's Care

Professor Snape seems to have an unusual amount of care for you. Try to find out the reason and find out the truth behind it.

Reward: Draw a random spell from Snape, 3 skill points, and 50 points of Snape's favorability. "

Dean was finally convinced. This ghost system was clearly trying to get him closer to Snape!

"Dean?" Snape raised his voice dissatisfied when he saw that Dean was distracted.

"Sorry, Professor." Dean apologized quickly. Snape was notoriously difficult to get along with, and he didn't want to waste the trust he had worked so hard to accumulate.

"If this were in my Potions class, you would have been deducted at least five points." Snape warned, curling his lips.

"I swear I'll never do it again." To be honest, Dean didn't have much confidence in his promise.

"If it's convenient, give me a chance to see your Thunderbird wand. Maybe I can help you cover it up to prevent others from discovering the extraordinary nature of that wand." Snape stared at Dean for a few seconds. After a while, he suddenly spoke.

"Okay." Dean said sincerely that Snape's crazy "care" was really too much for him.

"Then you can leave now. The sorting ceremony is almost over." Snape pointed to the door.

"Okay, I'll bring you the Thunderbird Wand next time I get the chance. Goodbye, Professor." Dean seemed to have been pardoned, and after a hurried salute, he left the room.

Dean could guarantee that being able to be alone with Snape for so long was definitely one of the glorious things he could brag about.

When Dean hurried to the restaurant, most of the first-year students had already completed the sorting ceremony, and there were only a few people still waiting for the sorting, including Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. An quietly moved to the end of the queue.

"Dean! Where were you just now?" Ron was very happy after seeing Dean. "I wouldn't have found you on the Hogwarts Express. If Neville and Seamus hadn't said you were with them. Together, I really thought you wouldn’t come here to go to school!”

"How is that possible? I just went to complete the admission procedures." Dean said vaguely.

He is still bitter about the fact that he only got the "Wizard Chess Master" ability from Ron. Perhaps this is the real reason why he has not unlocked the bond with Ron.

"Great, I thought you would miss the sorting ceremony!" Ron said excitedly.

"Whose turn is it?" Dean's eyes naturally fell on the thin boy wearing glasses next to Ron.

Under the boy's messy black hair, which rivaled Hermione's, a lightning-shaped scar appeared on his forehead.

There is no doubt that he is Harry Potter, the destined son of this world.

What surprised Dean a little was that the system didn't respond at all.

"Introduction, this is Harry Potter, that's who -" Ron winked at Dean, and then said to Harry, "This is Dean Thomas, I told you."

"Hello." Harry looked a little nervous.

"Hello." Dean reached out and shook Harry's hand. Harry's hands were covered in cold sweat.

Dean noticed that Snape had already sat among the professors at some point, and when he saw him starting to talk to Harry, he cast an unexplained look at him.

Dean was sure that he had been separated from Snape for less than a minute. How could Snape teleport from the small room to the dining room so quickly without anyone noticing?Simply incredible!

"Hi, Dean, I want to ask you something." Harry rubbed his hands and asked sheepishly.

"Say." Dean replied crisply.

"I heard Seamus say that you have the ability to predict. Can you predict which house I will be assigned to?" Harry asked softly and embarrassedly.

Seamus is such a big mouth!