[Comprehensive] Sean

Sean took off his robe, changed into a black turtleneck sweater, pinned his wand around his waist, and went out to the women's room.It took a lot of time for him to change clothes. I guess Drake and the others should wait in a hurry. Thinking of this, Sean's pace became a little faster.

Outside the women's restroom, Sean didn't see Drake and the others. He didn't suspect him. When he entered the women's restroom, he only saw the petrified ghost of Myrtle. "Can ghosts be petrified?" Sean was shocked. Said to himself.

The place where the faucet should have been placed in the toilet turned into a dark hole, which seemed to be something like a basement entrance. The water pipe burst, and the entire women's toilet seemed to be flooded.

"Draco?" Sean called, "Hermione? Are you there?" The only answer was his own echo.

"Aris——Aris—" a cold voice came from the entrance, making Sean's hair stand on end. He cautiously approached the hole and shouted, "Who is it? Who is talking?" However, that The sound stopped abruptly.

Now the whereabouts of several little wizards are unknown, and the women's toilet is so abnormal, rationality tells Sean that he should immediately go to the professor for reinforcements, but Sean can't help but step into the dark entrance, as if there is something inside. lure him in.He held up his wand to light, his hand trembling.

Sean stepped on the water and walked in cautiously. A hoarse voice echoed in the dark basement. It was not a human voice, nor was it howling like a beast.

"Ah!!!!!!" A shrill female voice came, it was Hermione's voice, Sean ran towards the source of the sound, walked past the messy sewer pipes, and Sean turned into an open The place, in the very center, is a calm pool.

Here he has been.Sean's subconscious mind said this to himself.

"Who's there?" Ron yelled.

"It's Sean! Sean!" Draco howled in dismay.

Sean ran towards several people, they were curled up on the ground, everyone had an expression of shock, Draco had no image at all, his hair that he fixed every day was messed up, and his clothes were soaked in water.Beside him, Hermione was lying on the ground with her back to them.

"What's wrong with Hermione?" Sean hurriedly turned Hermione over.

"Don't!" Draco had no time to stop.A hairy cat face appeared in front of Sean, and Sean subconsciously pushed her out in shock, "What's the situation? Who is it? Where's Hermione?"

"She's Granger," Draco said tremblingly. "She drank Polyjuice Potion."

Sean breathed a sigh of relief, looked around for a week, and asked, "Where's Harry Potter?"

Ron pointed to the huge statue behind the pool, and said, "There." Sean looked in the direction Ron pointed, and saw Harry struggling to climb on the statue, and he seemed to be about to lose his hold.

"How did he get to such a high place?" Sean raised his wand and tried to use the Levitation Charm on Harry. Fortunately, he was not bad at learning the spell, but lifting a person was more laborious than lifting a feather , Sean frowned and cursed, not daring to relax at all.But he always felt that he seemed to miss something.There is an intuition reminding him that there is still danger here.

At this time, the calm water surface became choppy, and a vortex appeared in the center of the water. The vortex became deeper and deeper, and even the water in the entire pool became violent.

"Run! That monster is out again!" Draco yelled.

"Harry! Be careful!" Ron shouted hoarsely.

A huge head floated up from the water. It closed its eyes and leaned against the edge of the pool. The scales all over its body shone with a strange green light. It opened its mouth and made a hissing sound: "Arris?"

"Don't look into its eyes!" said Draco. "It's a basilisk."

Dumbledore was sitting in the office, drinking the so sweet black tea, Fox was restless, scratching the back of the chair with his paws.

"Dear old man, what's the matter? Why are you so restless?" Fox screamed, flapping his wings non-stop.

"Has something happened to Harry?" Sirius asked blurted out.

Fawkes took off, circling Dumbledore and Sirius, beating their heads with his wings.

"Something must have happened, otherwise Fox wouldn't be so abnormal." Sirius said to Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore," in the portrait, Mrs. Barold, who was stationed in the corridor, rushed over and said, "On the second floor, a terrible thing happened."

"Don't worry, Mrs. Barrod," said Dumbledore gently, "tell us all you know."

"You said that we should pay more attention to the kid named Sean and Harry, so I have been paying attention to their movements. As early as a few days ago, Harry, the Weasley boy and that smart little girl I often run to the women's toilet, as if planning something. At first I thought it was a fight among the children, but I didn't think much about it. Tonight, the three of them walked into the women's toilet, but the other two came out. A tall and fat boy, I guess it must be the ghost of Polyjuice Potion. After they left, a flower snake crawled into the women's toilet, and I saw it very clearly. Later, the two boys came back with I saw a little wizard with blond hair. The three of them entered the women's room and never came out again. After a while, Sean also came, and he didn't move after entering the women's room. Only then did I start to get scared Get up, I asked Filch on patrol to go in and look, and he told me Moaning Myrtle was petrified, and there was no one else in the toilet."

"Harry, what are they doing in the women's room?" Sirius asked.Dumbledore didn't answer him, he pushed open the door of the principal's office, and said to Fox, "Go, old man."

Fox yelled and flew out of the principal's office. "Dumbledore, is Harry in danger? I must get to him quickly."

Dumbledore stopped Sirius and said, "Calm down, Sirius, this is our chance."

Sirius froze for a moment, and asked, "Are you asking me to let Harry get into danger?"

"We must take a gamble," said Dumbledore, pulling the cord by the fireplace and writing something on the flame with his wand, saying, "Once he returns, Voldemort's power will be lessened, and by then It means that the three parties stand together, and the real peace in the wizarding world will come."

"On the basis of sacrificing Harry!?"

"I won't let anything happen to Harry," Dumbledore said, "I just chose someone more suitable to protect him secretly."

Sirius wrinkled his features together and said, "Don't tell me it's that disgusting snot."

Sean stood on the basilisk's head and swayed from side to side. The basilisk's head was very slippery, so he had to lower his body as much as possible and grab the horns on the basilisk's head.Draco and Ron's screams echoed in the empty basement, making Sean's head buzz.

The basilisk never meant to hurt him, otherwise he wouldn't have put him on his head in the first place.

"Run, go find the professor!" Sean said.

Draco scrambled and ran towards the gate. Ron's legs were already weak from fright. He looked at the petrified Hermione at a loss, "But what about Hermione?"

At this time, Draco, who had already run to the exit, stopped. He stomped his feet, and then returned the same way. Together with Ron, he pulled Hermione's stiff body and dragged towards the exit.

"You hang on, Sean!" Draco yelled.

Sean smiled slightly, this young master has changed so much in places he didn't expect.

"Aris, you're back." The basilisk hissed.

Sean froze for a moment, then asked back, "What did you call me?"

"Alris, the last direct descendant of Slytherin, you have disappeared for so long that I almost thought you were dead." The basilisk straightened up and brought Sean to the huge statue.It was an old man with a beard, his eyes were closed, but his expression was very painful.

"You once said that it was Slytherin who was pitying us." The basilisk said with a little nostalgia, "He used to be a real nobleman with a wealth of wealth and a glorious life, but when he died, he carried endless hatred And regret, and compassion."

Xiao En looked at the statue quietly, and it seemed that something hazy in his memory was about to spew out.

Harry struggled to hold the statue with his hands, and he couldn't help saying, "I can't hold on anymore."

It was only then that Sean realized it. He lifted Harry up with the Levitation Charm, and carefully brought him to a relatively flat place where he could barely stand.

"He has your feelings." The basilisk said aloud.

"What does that mean?" Sean asked. "I can't tell. At first I mistook him for you."

Sean looked at Harry, saw the shock on his distressed face, and asked tentatively, "Can you understand what he is saying?"

Harry nodded and said, "You can too?"

Voldemort stood not far away and looked at the two. Under the effect of magic, he could clearly hear the conversation between the two.Originally, he was just here to deal with that annoying ghost, but he was almost discovered by these three Gryffindor kids.If it weren't for the Hogwarts contract that forced him not to harm the students here, how could he be in such a mess.

Snape walked deliberately lightly when he came, and Sean and Harry didn't notice him at all.

Voldemort looked at Snape unexpectedly, with a little suspicion in his eyes, and his fingers kept rubbing against the wand.

"My lord," Snape said humbly.

"Why did you come?"

"Dumbledore sent me a message, asking me to come here to find the missing little wizards."

Voldemort looked at him, with a weird smile on his lips, and Snape accepted Voldemort's scrutiny with a deadpan expression, which he had long been used to.

Sean let the basilisk move a little closer to the statue, half-upright, wanting Harry to grab his hand.But since the basilisk cannot open its eyes, this makes this very difficult.

"Well, you jump over," Sean suggested, "I'll catch you."

Harry looked at his feet hesitantly, he was a little apprehensive.

"Who knows when the professor will come over, how long do you want to stand here?" Sean spread his hands, "Don't worry, even if I don't catch you, there is a pool below, and the basilisk will protect us. Lie down in the hospital wing for a while, nothing serious will happen."

Harry took a deep breath. The place where he was standing had grown a lot of moss due to the perennial humidity. He had to be more careful to ensure that his feet would not slip. He really couldn't last long.He raised his head, looked at Sean, and jumped.

"Enough! I've had enough! I have to go find him!" Sirius stood up frantically and shouted at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore sat on the chair with a serious face, and said, "Sirius, I beg you, sit back on the stool. Since Voldemort has followed, he will not let Sean have an accident, and he will not be able to kill Harry. Probably inevitable, but probably not life-threatening, let alone Snape and Fox."

Sirius walked around anxiously in the office twice, and asked, "I just can't figure it out, Dumbledore, why do you insist on him coming back? He may not be so cruel, but is he the second Dark Lord or Voldemort's lover?" , are you so sure that he won't join hands with Voldemort when he comes back? Are you so sure that what you did today isn't just asking for trouble?"

Dumbledore looked at Fox's bird rack, where there were some ashes, "Everyone will encounter unsolvable propositions in their lives, just like Ares was to Voldemort, who tried his best to deceive and snatch it, but in the end there was nothing. Nothing left. Voldemort's unbridled desire and inflated ambition never stopped from his childhood until the moment of Ares' death."

Sirius sighed and sat down: "You still haven't answered my question directly."

"Because I don't know the answers to some questions, since the day Alris died, I can only take one step at a time."

"Why did he die? I know Voldemort is a genius wizard, but that's Arris Gaunt!"

Dumbledore fell silent, he still remembered that night, he hurried to James and Lily's hiding place, in Harry's baby room, Lily and James fell to the ground, life and death unknown, Harry was crying loudly, and Voldemort was sitting on the ground, holding Alris in his arms who had not moved, and repeatedly yelled in a broken state: "No, no, no!! Impossible! No!!!!"

Sean felt that he was falling, and everything in front of him became a slow-motion replay in his eyes. He slowly stretched out his hand and touched the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead.

He seemed to have come to a pure white world, where lay a dying man.