[Comprehensive] Sean

When the train stopped, Sean had already changed his clothes and stood among the wizards with his head bowed. Ten years of life in an orphanage had given him the habit of being as low-key and unobtrusive as possible.He followed the pace of the army.

It's a pity that Draco didn't have this awareness, he and the two big men beside him rampaged along the way, looking critically at anyone who passed by.

"Malfoy," Sean said.

"You can call me Draco."

"Okay, Draco, I'm curious why you are so obsessed with being my friend? If I'm not wrong, you should be dismissive of a non-pure blood wizard like me."

"I... I just like you, can't I?" The young master blushed and said forcefully.

"Of course." Sean Yan Control Cancer Stark said with a smile.

Sean looked at the delicate face of the young master Malfoy with satisfaction, and did not speak. Draco faced Sean's strange eyes and said stiffly: "Speaking of which, Harry Potter has also entered school, have you heard Harry Potter, the savior who defeated the Dark Lord, I heard that the Dark Lord retired because of him, do you want to go and see it?"

Sean recalled the description in the History of Magic about the baby Harry Potter—a lightning-shaped scar left by the Dark Lord's attack. Suddenly, Sean became curious about him.

"Okay, I'm also curious about what the legendary savior looks like." Sean nodded.

Harry's thin body was hidden under the baggy wizard robes, the famous scar was looming under the messy black hair, and his new friends around him were chattering about their family, but they didn't notice the twinkle in Harry's eyes I've been envious.

"Ron Weasley!" Draco, who was a little scrupulous just now, saw Ron immediately bark his teeth and claws, his small face became much more vivid, "Look at yourself, the old robe, the second-hand wand, and Dirty face, your parents are so poor that they can't even find a set of clothes that look a little bit different?"

"Malfoy!" Ron stared, not to be outdone, "What are you doing here?"

Sean didn't pay attention to Malfoy and Ron's quarrel, he frowned at Harry's scar, his right hand trembled slightly.He kept his right hand behind his back in silence, trying to calm his disordered breathing.

what's wrong with me?Sean asked himself anxiously.

Harry noticed that Sean's eyes were not kind, and even the scar on his forehead was aching, so he couldn't help covering his forehead.

"Everyone follow!" Hagrid yelled, holding the lamp aloft.

"We should go." Sean said lightly.

Malfoy stopped arguing with Ron, and obediently followed behind Sean.

"That nasty guy!" Ron said bitterly, he turned his head, only to find Harry squatting on the ground in pain. "Harry! What's the matter with you?"

"I'm fine..." Harry forced himself to stand up, "Let's hurry up too."

Led by Professor McGonagall, a group of young wizards rushed into the hall, waiting for the sorting.

Draco leaned over and whispered, "Which house do you want to enter, Slytherin is the best."

The stiff tone came back again, Sean still liked Draco's flat but lively look just now, he shrugged, "It's where it belongs."

"Slytherin!" Draco added under Sean's puzzled eyes, "if you like."

The little wizards were assigned to houses one by one, and Draco entered Slytherin as expected.

"Sean Stark."

After Professor McGonagall called Sean's name, Sean sensitively felt that the atmosphere in the professor's seat had changed. The students had already started to make noise, but the professors, including the principal, were all staring at him intently.

Sean sat on the chair and let McGonagall put the worn sorting hat on his head.

After an awkward silence, the Sorting Hat yelled, "Slytherin!"

Professor McGonagall said congratulations as usual, she looked a little worried, but Headmaster Dumbledore was still cheerful.

Sitting next to Dumbledore was a black-clothed professor with slightly greasy hair. The professor had been paying attention to Sean since he entered the hall.Seeing Xiao En look over, the professor nodded lightly. It didn't feel like the teacher was encouraging the students, but more like saluting the students.

Draco on the Slytherin bench heaved a sigh of relief after hearing the word "Slytherin".

When the dormitory was assigned, Sean was assigned to a single dormitory. The prefect explained that it was because there was one more person this year, so he was assigned this way.He personally brought Sean to the innermost dormitory in the cellar, and solemnly handed over the key to Sean.

Sean opened the door, and the inside was unexpectedly decorated with too much magnificence, and the area was too large.Sean originally thought that the reason why he lived in a single room alone was because he was excluded as a mixed race, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"What do you think?" the prefect asked.

"It's not bad, but what's the matter with the furniture here?"

"Oh, it was left by the previous senior who lived in this dormitory. You can move out if you don't like it."

"That's it, thank you."

"You are Welcome."

Sean's luggage had already been placed in the dormitory, and he put his clothes into the big and outrageous cabinet. When the books were arranged and ready to be stuffed into the bookcase, he found that the bookcase was full of brick-thick books. En took out a copy casually, probably flipped through it, and the pages were all yellowed.

It seems that the person who lived here before was still a top student.

The fireplace was crackling, and the flickering fire was imprinted on the rocking chair in front of the fireplace. There was a layer of blankets under the rocking chair, and a small table was placed in front of the chair.

In the center of the room was a bed the size of a double bed, covered with a thin gauze curtain.

Sean felt that this dormitory was very familiar. In fact, since he met Dumbledore, everything had a strange sense of familiarity.

Sean walked towards the corner. If he guessed correctly, there should be a silver-white piano under the white gray cloth in the corner.Sean grabbed the white cloth, hesitated for a moment, and tore it off forcefully.

Sure enough, there is a silver-white piano!

Sean suddenly felt a little creepy. From the moment he met Dumbledore, things started to go in an inexplicable direction.

Dumbledore's overly enthusiastic attitude, Draco's face that is [-]% similar to the man in his dream, Kreacher's excessive fear, Narcissa's indifferent face, the greasy professor he met at the teacher's table tonight , and this inexplicably familiar luxury dormitory...

What are they for?

Sean checked his watch. He still has classes tomorrow morning. Although there are suspicious things everywhere, Sean has to make do with staying here for one night.He moved his arms, took off the wizard robe on his body, threw it on the ground, and fell onto the soft bed in a large shape. He pulled the quilt, and when he was drowsy, a face suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was a wrinkled, dirty, ugly face.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Sean screamed, his sleepiness disappeared immediately, "You you you you..."

The thing looked more frightened than he was, with big ugly eyes full of horror, banging its head on the floor while muttering: "Carlo is a bad elf, Carlo has frightened the respected little master, Carlo is a Bad elf."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Sean's head that had stopped functioning was forced to turn again, "Do you have anything to do?"

"Carol just wanted to ask my respected sir, is there anything you want to tell Carlo?" the elf said, clasping his hands.

"It's nothing, I've done it myself." Sean rubbed his eyebrows and said.

Carlo's big eyes were full of tears, he hit his head with everything he could pick up like crazy, and cried loudly: "Carol let the little master clean up by himself, Carlo is a bad elf woo woo woo woo woo..."

Sean had a terrible headache, he stopped urgently, and said, "How about this, Carlo, how about you pour some bath water for me?"

"Yes, Carlo is going!"

With a snap of his fingers, Carlo disappeared before Sean's eyes. Within a minute, Carlo came back, holding a folded towel and pajamas in his hand, and said respectfully, "Master, please take a bath."

Sean sighed, God knows how much he wished he could go to sleep right away.

The little black snake circled out from under Sean's pillow, walked around the desk, and swept a book to the ground with a flick of its tail. Hearing the movement, Sean turned around and picked up the book.

This is the notebook that inexplicably appeared beside his bed, he frowned strangely, and put the notebook back on the desk.After thinking about it, he randomly picked a novel from the bookshelf and walked to the bathroom.

The next morning, Sean stretched himself and sat up from the bed, looking around in confusion.He shook his head, and unexpectedly found that he was neatly dressed in pajamas.

Why didn't he remember that he had changed into pajamas?Sean is a little strange.

Maybe it was the elf named Carlo who fished himself out.

However, time did not allow him to think too much, so he got dressed, took the books for today's class, and the notebook on the desk, and hurried out of the dormitory.

In the Slytherin hall, Draco's platinum blonde hair was particularly conspicuous. When Draco saw him, he waved excitedly, "Good morning, Sean."

"Good morning, Draco."