I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

"Oh? I would like to hear more about it." Sean showed an expression of interest.

Ollivander sighed: "The dragon heartstring came from a Hungarian Horntail, and I was meeting an old friend of the McFasty clan, that grumpy and scary guy on the other side of the island, only It took more than ten minutes to kill several black dragons in the Hebrides. My God, that is the most violent fire dragon I have ever seen."

He seemed to be recalling that scene, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

Ollivander wrapped the wand quickly, and said softly: "Mr. Wallop, I hope you can make good use of this wand."

"Of course, sir."

The silver-haired girl on the side stretched out her hand expressionlessly: "Seven Galleons of sincerity."

Sean showed an elegant smile, and passed Garen over: "Thank you for your recommendation, may I ask, are you also a freshman at Hogwarts?"

The girl sat back on the bench and said flatly, "I'm in the third grade."

Well, it looks younger than him... Xiao En nodded with a smile on his face, and said, "Please give me more advice after school starts.", and walked out of the store.

It's a little embarrassing...

When Wallop and his son left, Ollivander looked at the girl and said softly, "He would be suitable for that wand."

The girl opened the old book again, she adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, and said in a flat tone, "It can be seen that he is personable, gentle and polite, but the violence in his bones will show signs no matter how well suppressed, I happen to be easy to see That's all."

Ollivander's face became a little serious: "No wonder, no wonder, that wand is very similar to that child."

The girl turned a page, and seemed not to pay attention to the conversation at all: "Anyway, grandfather, you are only responsible for finding the real owner for the wand, after that, will he become a real nobleman or a thug in a dress, these, Nothing to do with wands, nothing to do with Ollivander."

...

After leaving Ollivander's staff shop, Sean chose Madam Malkin's robe shop as his next destination.

Madam Malkin was a dumpy witch with a big smile and a purple robe.

"Freshman? My dear, do you want to buy a uniform?" Mrs. Malkin looked very enthusiastic.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Hogwarts or Nurmengard?"

"Hogwarts."

"Come on, come on, we have a lot here, and there happen to be two young people trying on clothes."

Walking into the room, a thin boy was standing on a footstool, and a witch was measuring him with a pin.

The boy had a handsome greasy hair, round eyes, and a pair of green eyes under the lens. He was talking to a boy with a round face next to him.

"Neville, are you really not considering buying a broomstick?"

The round-faced boy looked honest and honest, tall, and had already put on a neat robe.

"Harry, as I said, I'm not good at broomsticks, and first-years aren't allowed to bring broomsticks," Neville persuaded honestly.

"Then sneak it over, my dad said, Gryffindor hasn't won the championship for many years, maybe they would like to take a first-year Seeker with outstanding talent?"

Harry and Neville? Sean froze for a moment, such a big change? Or, are these not the two in my memory?

The two inside also noticed Sean.

"Hi."

"Hi." Sean stood on the footstool.

Harry raised his arm so the pin could continue to measure, and turned his head. "Freshman? Which school?"

"Hogwarts, what about you?"

Harry's tone suddenly became more enthusiastic: "I am also a freshman at Hogwarts, my name is Harry, Harry Potter,

That was Neville Longbottom. "

Sitting Neville also greeted him.

did not run away...

"Sean Wallop, nice to meet you."

"Are you all from wizarding families?" Sean now has a strong interest in the two.

"Yes, Neville and I, our whole family are wizards." Harry smiled kindly.

It seems that Voldemort may not have risen at all... It's normal to think about it. The two old men who may be the strongest in the contemporary era are both alive and well, and Grindelwald is not only not weaker than Dumbledore, but his methods are too tough. No matter where Tom Riddle went to school at the beginning, there is a high probability that he would not dare to stand out.

"Nice to meet you, we will be classmates from now on." Sean smiled.

"Of course, you're from a Muggle family?"

"Yes, my family has not recovered yet."

Harry muttered: "That's not bad, much better than my cousin..."

cousin? Sean thought it was Dudley.

Harry muttered to himself, then asked curiously, "You should have received two notices, right?"

"Yes," Sean nodded, "What about you?"

Harry showed a proud expression: "Our whole family graduated from Hogwarts. Nurmengard doesn't even need to send me a notice, because I will definitely choose Hogwarts."

Neville, sitting beside him, nodded in agreement.

"Why do you say that?" Sean showed a curious expression.

It was probably because Sean had chosen Hogwarts, and Harry now regarded him as half of his classmate. Taking advantage of the gap when the measuring witch went out to get clothes, Harry whispered: "Hogwarts is the place where I want to be." The best magic school in the century, and I heard that Nurmengard used to be the research headquarters of black magic before it was rebuilt, and many wizards were imprisoned for experiments!"

Is it so explosive?

Harry pouted, and continued: "Of course, this is not the key point. The key point is that since Nurmengard was established, it has been recruiting wizards from all over the world. I heard that Durmstrang's students in Germany have been basically eliminated. Nurmengard took them all."

"Then why can Nurmengard attract so many people?"

Harry subconsciously showed a disgusted expression: "Because of Nurmengard's so-called 'elite education', tsk, chasing power crazily, those people in Nurmengard shouted the glory of wizards, but they did evil things things."

"Evil?" Sean was even more curious.

Harry cleared his throat: "I don't know the details, anyway, we Hogwarts and Nurmengard are in a state of complete competition, you just need to remember this."

"Let me see, what about the lads who want to go out on their own today? If someone's not looking good enough to disgrace his godfather, I'm going to have to think about sending a howler letter to the whole school, Harry Potter Te's biggest hobby is staring at other people's buttocks." A voice with a smile and a lazy tone came over.

Sean turned his head and looked, it was an extremely handsome middle-aged man, he had slightly curly black long hair, and his chiseled facial features showed some cynicism that is rare for middle-aged people.

Harry smiled happily at the man: "No way, Sirius!"