[Comprehensive] Sean

Sean packed his clothes. The summer vacation was drawing to a close. Steven walked in and said apologetically, "I promised you to send you off in England. I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Sean shrugged and said, "What's the matter with you and Tony? You two have been acting weird lately."

"It's not a big deal, don't worry."

Sean hesitated and said: "Steven, I know I shouldn't say that, but that guy named Bucky is indeed a ticking time bomb, I know you want to help him, but you know nothing about medicine, how can you help?" ? If S.H.I.E.L.D. is still there, maybe the black bald head can help, but now... Tony's words are not pleasant, but they are indeed true."

Steven smiled and said, "I'll be careful."

Xiao En knew that it was useless to persuade him, so he had no choice but to give up.Tony walked into the room, glanced at Steven, and said to Sean, "We should go."

Sean dragged the suitcase and followed Tony to board the private jet. Steven stood on the empty lawn and watched them leave.Tony sat by the window without saying a word, watching Steven, who was getting smaller and smaller, with an expression on his face that Sean couldn't understand.

"Study hard, call if you have something to do, this time I will replace all the solar ones for you, as long as there is sun... Forget it, I don't expect too much, after all, it is the UK." Tony said listlessly.

"Sean!" Draco ran towards him through the crowd with a flamboyant smile, "Have you had a good summer vacation?"

"not bad."

"Have you heard? We're going to have a new professor this semester!"

Sean looked at Drake unexpectedly, and asked, "It's just a new professor, why are you so excited?"

"Aren't you excited? Finally, you don't have to smell that nasty onion anymore."

Only then did Sean remember their non-existent Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, "By the way, what's his name?"

"What's strange...it doesn't matter."

Sean waved to Tony with a smile and said, "Don't worry about me too much. If you have the time, let's find a way to reconcile with Steven first."

"Who do you think this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will be?" Draco asked enthusiastically.

Xiao En raised his eyebrows in disinterest, and concentrated on looking at the laptop on his lap, which contained the movies he had downloaded at home, "I hope these TV series and movies can make me last a whole semester."

"My father said that it might be Sirius Black. That guy was originally a member of Dumbledore's faction. Now that he is finally released from prison, Dumbledore will most likely give him the vacancy of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Then what about the original Professor Qi? He was expelled just like that?"

"Don't you know?" Draco asked in surprise.

"what do you know?"

"Professor Qi was injured during the holiday. It is said that he was involved in a dispute at the next table while drinking in a tavern. As a result, several wizards who participated in the fight were not injured, but he, a bystander, was seriously injured and hospitalized."

Sean frowned and said, "So unlucky?"

"Actually, it's quite expected, after all, there's that curse."

"curse?"

"Merlin! Sean, what have you been doing all semester?" Draco looked at him resentfully, "You don't know any of the strange stories about Hogwarts, do you?"

Indeed, last semester, Sean was immersed in the mystery of the identities of Voldemort and Ares. He even started preparing for the exam a week before the exam, let alone gossip with his classmates. "Say it straight, what curse?"

"The lord once wanted to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, but was rejected by Dumbledore, so he put a curse on this position. No matter who it is, no one can stay in this position for more than One year, otherwise accidents will happen."

"Is this a curse cast by Voldemort?" Sean was a little surprised. Voldemort didn't seem like such a boring person, and the curse he cast was hardly of a standard. It looked more like a prank on a high school campus. "In that case, Dumbledore Lido probably wouldn't let Sirius be the professor, right, isn't that just to make it clear that he wants an accident to happen?"

"Who knows, but I hope he can become a professor," Drake said with a smirk, "That guy is too annoying."

When we arrived at school, it was already dark, and Sean and Drake walked side by side, talking and laughing along the way.When passing by Harry, Sean paused for a moment, and walked around Harry calmly.

"Why is your face so ugly all of a sudden?" Draco asked strangely.

"Oh... I'm a little hungry." Sean sat at the dining table and slowly clenched his hands hidden in his wide sleeves into fists.

From the first time he touched Harry, he felt that something was wrong, as if something was pulling on Harry.Originally, as long as he didn't come into contact with Harry, this feeling would disappear, but just now, he just passed by Harry's side, and this feeling struck again, even stronger than before.

What does Harry Potter have to do with himself?Why is this the case?

Sean, who had finally rested for a summer vacation, fell into a new round of guessing games again.

"Dear students, I regret to inform you that Professor Quirrell, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, had some incidents during the summer vacation, so he can no longer teach you this subject this semester..."

Before Dumbledore finished speaking, the whole restaurant was filled with cheers, and even one or two Gryffindors jumped on the table and applauded vigorously. It seems that there are quite a few little wizards in Hogwarts who are poisoned by the smell of onions. .

"Quiet!" Dumbledore shouted, and the audience finally fell silent under Dumbledore's strenuous maintenance. Then Dumbledore continued: "Professor Quirrell is an excellent and responsible professor. I can't continue to treat him." I feel sorry for teaching this subject, but fortunately, I have invited two other people to be co-professors of this subject, everyone applauds and welcomes Sirius Black!"

Sirius was a typical Gryffindor. He stood up boldly and bowed to the clapping students.

"Two people?" Sean repeated strangely.

"Sirius will be an associate professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, responsible for helping the professor tutor students," Dumbledore said after the applause stopped, "Now let's invite a new professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts...."

Sean propped his chin with one hand and looked at Dumbledore. He was surprised to find that Dumbledore also gave him a meaningful look.

In front of the professor's seat, a figure suddenly appeared. He shook his black robe and turned around slowly.Sean stood up abruptly, looked at the people beside Dumbledore in disbelief, and those scarlet eyes were also staring at him, with a slight smile.

Hogwarts hired Voldemort as a professor?

Draco looked like he was about to suffocate and faint. He looked excited, with tears in his eyes, like a nympho girl who met an idol. In fact, there were not a few people with this expression on the long Slytherin table.

"Let's welcome," Dumbledore said, looking around the hall, "Voldemort!"

The one who reacted more violently than Sean was Harry on the Gryffindor long table. If Ron and Hermione hadn't held him back tightly, he might have pulled out his wand soon.

The hall was silent, and Sean didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking. Except for Slytherin, most people in this hall should have a lot of grudges against Voldemort.Voldemort nodded proudly, walked to the professor's chair and sat down. Snape slightly bowed to him, while Sirius looked at him warily and glanced at Harry from time to time.

"Hi, professor." Sean greeted politely, "I'm here to correct your homework."

Voldemort pointed to a stack of parchment on the desk and said, "Here it is. Do you want to sit here? We haven't had a good talk for a long time."

"Inconvenient, I have class in the afternoon."

"I looked at your timetable, and you don't have any classes this afternoon," Voldemort said softly, "Are you angry that I didn't tell you that I accepted the position?"

Sean sat across from Voldemort and asked, "I've been with you almost the whole summer vacation, why didn't you mention it at all? What's your purpose here? What else are you planning?"

Voldemort laughed: "Would you believe me if I said I just miss Hogwarts?"

"You are the Dark Lord, what do you think?" Sean leaned back in his chair and said, "The parents of many students in this school died in the Second Wizarding War initiated by you, how many people hate you to the bone, You know in your heart that if you don't want to tell me, just say it, and you don't need to find lame reasons to perfuse me."

Voldemort suppressed his smile, looked at Sean and said, "I admit, I took this job for you."

"I?"

"I gotta see you, Sean, I gotta do it."

"I have your Portkey. If you want to see me, I can come to you anytime."

"Yes, you can come to me at any time, but not every day," Voldemort said, "Sean, you are very important to me. I can't refuse Dumbledore's invitation. You can visit me every day." It's too tempting for me to see you."

"That's why you turned into a snake last year and stayed by my side?" Sean asked.

"Sirius told you?" Voldemort didn't look surprised.

"It's not normal," Sean shook his head and said, "You said you approached me because I look a lot like Alris, you need redemption, but it's not right, when you look at me, it doesn't look like you're coming through I'm looking at Ares, and it's more like... I am Ares, and you're using me as a substitute."

"Ravenclaw's homework has been corrected..." Sirius walked into the office suddenly, holding a pile of homework, and after seeing Sean and Voldemort, he showed an exaggerated expression of surprise, "So you were talking about something, I'm really sorry, I don't know."

"Then you know now, may I ask you to go out first?" Voldemort said arrogantly.

"I'll go first." Sean took his homework and left the office.

When walking through the corridor on the second floor, Sean caught a glimpse of Harry pulling on Dumbledore's robe and looking excited. He frowned and ran downstairs quickly, hiding behind a pillar and secretly listening to the two of them. dialogue.

"Why!? Why!? He's a murderer!"

"Harry, calm down."

"He has the potential to kill someone at school!"

"This is impossible," Dumbledore said: "Every professor who accepts a position will sign a contract with Hogwarts. During his teaching period, he cannot harm any student or teacher, otherwise he will be backlashed. "

"So what? He's Voldemort! There's a chance he can escape the curse!"

"No, whoever he is, he can't escape the spell. Harry, you're safe, I promise."

"I don't care if I'm safe, he killed my parents."

Dumbledore squatted beside Harry and said seriously: "Harry, I don't want Voldemort to enter Hogwarts either, but this is the only thing we can do now, God knows how long I can live, God knows the next war When it strikes, we wizards will perish, so I can only take a bet, if you win, everyone will come back, but if you lose, it's all over. So give me some time, Harry, one day , you will understand me."

bet?

Sean narrowed his eyes.