[Comprehensive] Sean

"The name of the second Dark Lord?" Hermione looked at Sean in surprise, "Why do you always ask me some weird questions?"

"Just tell me if you know."

"Of course I don't know. There is no book that records his name, let alone his appearance and life experience. Wizards who have gone through wars don't mention him at all."

Sean slumped his shoulders and looked at Draco beside him.Draco turned his head away unnaturally, pretending he wasn't involved in Sean and Hermione's conversation at all.

"What about the book you promised to lend me earlier?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, I can't find that book," Sean said to Dumbledore who was smiling at the stairs, "but maybe it was taken back by its owner."

"Mr. Stark," Dumbledore stopped Sean with a kind smile, "half of this semester has passed, how do you feel? Are you still used to life in England?"

"It's not bad, but there is no electricity, no signal, and no internet access. Principal Dumbledore, I really think that Hogwarts is about to undergo an industrial revolution." After finishing speaking, Sean was about to leave, but was stopped by Dumbledore .

"Mr. Stark, you have too much information in the Muggle world. In fact, nine out of ten of the information you get from mobile phones and TVs are one-sided, not objective, or false. In Hogwarts Ci, I think the most important thing a principal should do is to screen information, disclose it to students in a planned and appropriate way, and let them slowly discover the truth by themselves, instead of dazzling them with dazzling tricks at the beginning, making them make mistakes. Wrong choice, are you right?"

"Taught." Sean nodded slightly.

Dumbledore touched Sean's soft black hair with a smile, and said: "Sometimes what the eyes see may not be true, and what they get after listening to one person's words may not necessarily be the truth. People always They will consciously delete content that is unfavorable to them.”

Dumbledore obviously meant something, but Sean couldn't know what he meant. He raised his head and asked, "Principal Dumbledore, you lent me a book on the history of magic before, do you remember?" ?”

"of course I remember."

"I recently found out I couldn't find it and was wondering if someone had accidentally taken it."

Dumbledore said with a smile, "The book will go where it is supposed to go."

Sean also smiled and said: "Principal Dumbledore, you really have great insights on how to run a school, but I think the complexity of human beings is that they are not satisfied with being kept in captivity, and they are not satisfied with being told when to What to do and when not to do it. I’m more inclined to find the truth myself than the truth in other people’s mouths.”

Although Draco couldn't understand what Sean and Dumbledore were going through, he could roughly hear that Sean rejected Dumbledore's overtures. He smiled proudly at Dumbledore and followed Shaw En walked to the classroom behind him.

Dumbledore was still standing there. He waited until the noisy corridor was quiet, then turned around and smiled at the man standing behind the pillar: "Very sharp boy, isn't it."

The man looked at Dumbledore and said disapprovingly, "Don't treat him like a child, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore sighed: "Sirius, he is really only a child, he is innocent."

"If he is really just a child, then he is indeed innocent, but you and I both know that he is not, he is just a creature made of flesh and blood and dark magic."

"You have too much prejudice against him."

"It doesn't matter," Sirius said indifferently: "After all, they are willing to pay so much for him, and it's all voluntary. I don't need to have any emotions. When can I see Harry?"

"Not now, Sirius, your grievances have not been cleared, and you cannot appear in the public eye." Dumbledore said, "I brought you here in advance this time, just to ask you to do me a small favor. "

"What are you busy with?"

"Help me find something, something with dark magic." Dumbledore was about to take two steps forward when suddenly his flowered robe caught fire. Although the fire was not big, it did catch Dumbledore off guard I panicked.After the fire was extinguished, a grimacing grin was left on Dumbledore's robes.

"It should be Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore said with a smile, "I think he bumped into me when he left."

Sirius lowered his eyes and said, "Although that child is naughty, he is the only clean one in that family."

"So, what you put on Dumbledore is the kind of sticker that can suddenly catch fire?" Sean was sitting on a broom, floating in mid-air.

"Yes, the image of the sticker will remain on his robes after the fire is extinguished."

"Nice job!" Sean said, and this time Draco finally took a breath of anger for his aggrieved heart.He looked at Harry who was surrounded by the crowd not far away and asked, "What's the situation?"

"Hmph! Professor McGonagall made Potter an exception to enter the Gryffindor Quidditch team." Draco said angrily, "I will write to my father when my owl can be sent out." .”

Sean rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Okay, everyone! Fly with me!" The professor yelled and took the lead to fly ahead.

Sean had no interest in showing off. He honestly flew in the middle with the big team, watching Draco and Harry scrambling for the first position from time to time.

"You know, it's hard for me to believe that you and Malfoy are friends." Hermione flew to Sean and said, "He seems like a sinister villain, and he often teases me with some nasty tricks and insulting jokes." , Harry and Ron, I really don't see what makes him worth your friend."

"It's not really a friend." Sean shrugged his shoulders and said, "I just don't hate having such a person by my side."

"why?"

"Don't you think he's really pretty?" Sean asked seriously.

"Just because of that?" Hermione exclaimed in disbelief.

"Yeah, that's why." Sean laughed.

"...Forget it, it's up to you," Hermione said, pushing her wind-blown hair back, "Actually, I want to tell you that you asked my name today, those of us from the Muggle world may I don’t know, but those from these wizarding families must know.”

"I asked Draco, but he was unwilling to say it no matter what. Sometimes I really felt that he was taking his father's words as the will of God, and he couldn't violate the blasphemy at all."

"Draco doesn't want to say it because the Malfoy family is considered to be the Dark Lord's force that hasn't been cleaned up after the Second Wizarding War. If you go to a young wizard from a family of a hostile force, you might find someone who is willing to tell you his name. "

Sean once again refreshed his understanding of Hermione, "Which book did you read these things from?"

"Hogwarts' library is so big, I can always find what I'm looking for." Hermione laughed.

"Hostile forces..." Sean muttered to himself, he looked at Ron who joined the battle to help Harry run Draco, and slowly showed a meaningful smile.

Sean sat on the window sill, watching Alris teach V how to control his subordinates.

"I don't understand. Since a subordinate has no strengths, can't read his words, and is extremely inefficient, why keep him?" V asked puzzled.

Alris smiled and said: "Don't underestimate this kind of person. This kind of person who only knows how to exploit interpersonal relationships is sometimes a support point for the balance, and all forces need him to restrain them."

V shook his head and said, "I don't really understand."

"After you get in touch with this aspect, you will understand naturally." Arris took a sip of a cup of tea and said, "Have you ever thought about what you will do after sitting in my position?"

V hooked the corner of his mouth, and said with a mysterious smile: "Maybe, conquer the world?"

"The world?" Arris laughed, "Do you mean the world of wizards or the world of Muggles?"

"All. Why do we wizards hide from Muggles when we have great power? Why aren't Muggles hiding from us?"

"Because we do not have an absolute advantage in strength, and are at an absolute disadvantage in numbers. In the Middle Ages, the most powerful weapon of Muggles was iron tools, and wizards had invented the death curse, even in such a huge Under the deviation of strength, wizards are still retreating steadily, let alone now. Muggles have invented guns and bullets, but wizards still only know how to kill curses. Sooner or later, the strength of Muggles will far surpass us. But wizards Those old antiques in the world are still yelling about the distinction between white magic and black magic, which is ridiculous."

V looked at Arris in surprise, and said, "I thought you were in favor of restricting the death curse."

"I support it, but restricting the death curse should limit its use, not its creation." Arris looked at the wand on his waist and said, "I don't like killing people, but I don't like being killed even more, Dumbledore Lido said that wizards and Muggles can live in peace, I believe, but the premise is that wizards have the ability to ensure their own safety. The weapon is in my hand, I can use it, but I can't. "

Sean appreciated Alris a few more times - even though he could only see a blur of facial features.

"Master, ladies and gentlemen are already waiting in the lobby." Luo Ao appeared out of thin air and said to Arris.

"I see." Arris looked at V and said with a smile, "Are you ready?"

"of course."

Arris smiled and introduced V to his subordinates. Amid the admiration of the crowd, V dealt with all forces with ease.Sean stood in the middle of this dazzling ball, quietly looking at V's confident smile.

He suddenly felt very satisfied, as if he was proud of V.Sure enough, after watching a person's experience for a long time, he will more or less bring some of his own emotions into it.

V raised his glass and touched a well-dressed gentleman elegantly. He looked at Arris from the corner of his eye, and Arris smiled and raised his glass to him.

Suddenly, a little boy who was about the same height as Sean flew past Sean, and Sean could only see clearly the boy's signature platinum-blond hair.

"Lucius!" A lady screamed sharply, her face turned pale with fright.

The hall full of people fell silent. V turned his head and saw such a scene - Arris gently stroked the boy's platinum-blond hair with a lost and recovered expression.

"What's your name?" Ares asked in an unprecedented gentle tone.

"My name is Lucius Malfoy, my dear sir." Lucius saluted like a little adult.

Arris carefully traced the boy's eyebrows and eyes, and showed a faint smile, "Lucius, what a good name." He picked up the little Lucius and buried his face in him In his arms, Lucius quietly and obediently lay on Alris' shoulder.

From time to time, there were voices of conversation among the crowd, but no one dared to shout loudly.

V stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, with his back to the crowd, watching the night outside the window, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. "Uncle...you always want me to do things that you can't even do yourself."

Lucius sat up abruptly from the bed. He rubbed his temples, glanced at the sky outside the window, and then fell back slumped.

"Teacher, I think of you again." Lucius said in a hoarse voice.

"The name of the second Dark Lord?" Ron opened his mouth into an O shape, "Why do you ask such a horrible thing?"

"It's just a name..."

"No, you don't understand, he can hear us!" Ron lowered his voice and whispered: "If he hears, he will come to us, and then dig out our brains and eat us while we sleep!"

"Weasley, please, I'm not interested in bedtime ghost stories." Sean said helplessly.

"Voldemort," Harry said slowly.

Shocked, Sean turned to look at him and asked, "What did you say?"

"Voldemort, the name of the second Dark Lord."

"Harry... you, you actually..." Ron was trembling and speechless.

"I'm not afraid of him. If he wants to come to me, he can come. Even if he doesn't come to me, I will go to him one day and give him back all the misfortunes he has brought me!" Harry said fearlessly Said.

"Voldemort?" Sean repeated the name over and over again, Voldemort, Voldemort, V, he is V, but why did Sean feel that he was so unfamiliar with this name?

Sean put on a contemptuous smile and said, "Don't be stupid. You don't even know what the Dark Lord looks like, let alone revenge."

"Hagrid knows, he has a photo of Voldemort when he was a student."

"Stop it, Harry!" Ron hurriedly grabbed Harry's sleeve.

"Student photos? Interesting." Sean approached Harry, intending to put his shoulders on his shoulders, but after thinking of the abnormal reactions on his body every time he touched Harry, he withdrew his hands, "We Make a deal."

"What deal?"

"I know you want to find Voldemort..."

Before Xiao En finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ron who was about to cry, "Can I ask you not to say this name again?"

Sean rolled his eyes and continued: "...The Dark Lord, and I am very interested in the Dark Lord for some reason, why don't we cooperate." Seeing Harry's expression loosen a little, Sean continued: "I I can tell you what Dumbledore is unwilling to tell you, those things that were deliberately passed over, think about it carefully, my request is not high, all I want is the photo of the Dark Lord when he was a student." Sean left the grid after finishing speaking Lanffindor's long table.

Draco's expression was always very bad, and his low pressure made Sean couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"Haven't you gotten a bargain from Harry Potter?" Sean asked indifferently.

Draco stood up abruptly, and ran out of the restaurant angrily under Sean's surprised gaze.

The young master these days is really hard to serve.Sean shrugged his shoulders, opened his messenger bag, wrapped some bread in a napkin, and put it in.A corner of the black leather notebook protruded from the bag, but it was quickly stuffed back by Sean.

On the professor's seat, Dumbledore gently put down the tableware in his hand.