[Comprehensive] Sean

"What do you think?" Draco smiled brightly, with a hint of flattery.

"Uh..." Sean looked at the pile of candies piled up in front of him in confusion, and asked, "How about what?"

"These are all made by my mother herself. The dim sum she makes is the best in the world. Try one."

Under Draco's eager eyes, Sean peeled off a candy wrapped in gorgeous sugar paper and put it in his mouth, "It's really good, your mother is really ingenious."

"Of course." Draco shook his hair proudly.

Sean looked at his watch and said, "Then eat slowly, I'll go first."

"Where are you going?"

"Going back to the dormitory, I still have one homework to write."

"What homework?"

"It's... the homework of... the history of magic, let's not talk about it, I have to leave quickly." Sean turned and left his seat after speaking.

"See," Crabbe said, "History of Magic doesn't have homework at all, and I bet he's just making fun of us. Draco, you don't have to worry about it even if it's your father's order, since he doesn't want to With us, let him do whatever he wants, he's just a half-breed anyway."

"Shut up, Crabbe!" Draco swept the candy on the table to the ground, and the loud noise was particularly eye-catching in the restaurant. He said angrily, "I've already boasted in front of Dad. This year I must invite Sean to my house for Christmas! Really! What is he dissatisfied with?"

"Maybe it's because of the Mudblood?"

Draco followed Crabbe's gaze to Hermione at the Gryffindor table, and smiled wickedly.

Sean returned to the dormitory and took out his notebook.He seems to be addicted to it recently, almost every day he has to go into the notebook to read the stories between the characters in it, and look for clues in their conversations, so as to deduce who they are.

The boy has grown up slowly, and now he has the appearance of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. He is quite different from the little boy back then. His dress, behavior, and spells were all taught by that man little by little. of.

But compared to the free and easy nature of the man, the boy has a sense of prey. Whether it is some of his extreme behaviors or the expression he shows when the man is not paying attention, Xiao En feels that he is definitely not just a simple perfect student. .

"What do you mean?" The man's voice was a little out of tune, "It's just that I haven't seen you for a day, and you brought your fiancee to me!?"

"Be mature," the blond man said softly, "Didn't we know that this kind of thing would happen sooner or later when we were together? We will all find a woman of the right family to marry, I'm just a little bit earlier than you."

Xiao En followed the boy to the door that was not closed tightly, and looked in through the exposed door.The man lived up to the nobility, elegance, and high spirits before. He looked at the blond man with red eyes and said, "We just said before that we are going to France, to the New World, to all the places we have never been to..."

The blond man cupped the man's face and kissed lightly on the corner of his mouth, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The boy watched the man slowly shed a tear, sneered coldly, turned his head and left.

A wine bottle fell from a tree and fell right at the boy's feet. The boy stopped practicing the spell, picked up the bottle, and looked up. It turned out to be a man.

The man's hair is always scrupulously scattered in front of his forehead, his neckline is wide open, and he sits on a thick branch.His face was flushed, and he looked at the boy under the tree with a smile, "Ah, sorry, I didn't pay attention to you...hehe..."

"you're drunk?"

"Maybe," the man said with a smile, "my father always said that wine is not a good thing, he just died of it, and so did my useless uncle, but I think, wine is really a good thing."

The boy stretched out his wand, aimed at the man, and remained silent for a long time. Just when Sean thought he was going to take the opportunity to kill the man, the boy just cast a levitating spell lightly.

Sean followed the boy and watched him send the drunk man back to the bedroom.

Except for the man's order, the house elves in this house will not obey anyone's orders or summons, including this boy, which is the rule set by the man.

The young man looked down at the unconscious man lying on the bed, with undisguised disdain in his eyes, he pointed his wand at the man's heart, and said coldly: "You are like this, it would be too easy for me to kill you. It's absurd for a pompous man to make himself into such a fool. What are you suffering from? Lost love? Hmph! love."

The boy was about to put away his wand, but the man suddenly reached out, grabbed his arm, and looked at him with half-closed eyes.

"Uncle...Uncle...you're awake." The young man's tone panicked for a moment.

"...What did you say? I can't hear you clearly..."

The young man lowered his body slightly and said, "Uncle, go to sleep, I'm going out."

"Go out? Are you going back? Yes, today is your wedding day," the man frowned slightly, rubbing the boy's cheek with his fingers, "I still remember the first time I met you, that was The first time I boarded the train at Hogwarts, the first time I saw you, I hated you, and you know that you always look like that, and then we competed in almost any field, no matter the grades , credits or suitors. But how did we get together? Was it the dance party... I wanted to ask Martha Li to be my dance partner, and you had a big fight with me, I don’t know what happened , we kissed together. It is still unbelievable to think about it now, but we are together like that... When you told me that the reason why you also invited Marshall as your partner was because you liked me, I suddenly realized why you I have tried my best to chase away the girlfriends around me, why do I always try my best to trouble you..."

The young man was sullen and wanted to push the drunk man away, but the man didn't let go, "Why do you have to go? If you want, we can go anywhere and live the life we ​​want, and the inheritance of the family is real. Is it so important? I know I shouldn't ask you this. You are the only heir of your family and the only child. You are obliged to be responsible to your family and parents, but what should I do? Have you ever thought about me?"

The young man said blankly: "Uncle, you misidentified the person, I..."

The second half of the boy's words were lost in the man's lips.

Sean opened his eyes wide, looked at the scene in front of him, and thought inappropriately in his mind: What will happen next will not be inappropriate.

He turned his eyes unnaturally, and a corner of newspaper scattered on the ground flashed past his eyes.

The boy pushed the man away violently and ran out the door. Sean had no choice but to follow the boy's footsteps and leave the man's bedroom.

The moment he stepped out of the bedroom, Sean fell into a pure black and boundless world. He looked around and found no exit.Suddenly, there was a beam of light not far away, and Sean hurriedly ran towards the place where it was shining, and found that the beam of light was the lamp in front of the boy's desk.

The teenager sat at the desk and stroked his lips.The little flower snake was lying on his shoulder, spitting out the letter hissingly.

"It was you who provoked me, it was you!" the boy murmured.

For some unknown reason, Sean suddenly felt a little flustered. He subconsciously stepped back, only to find that he had woken up from the memories in his notebook and was standing in his empty dormitory.

He closed the notebook and walked out the door, towards Draco's bedroom.If he read it correctly, in the man's messy bedroom, on the corner of the newspaper that flashed before his eyes, there was a big headline: "Abraxas Malfoy's wedding..."

"Draco! Are you there, Draco?" Shawn knocked on Draco's door and asked.

"Draco's at Professor McGonagall," Black and Goyle said, standing behind Sean. "He's in detention."

"Detention?"

The incident happened shortly after Sean left the restaurant. Draco blocked Hermione, who was having dinner, at the restaurant door, and used a spell to tease her. Professor McGonagall, who came by the wind, both arrested and detained.

Sean was a little dazed.

First of all, why is Draco trying to tease Hermione?Why would Hermione, who always abides by the school rules, violate the school rules and Draco attack each other with spells?Why didn't Draco wait for Hermione to go to a quiet corner before doing it?How did two little ghosts who just entered the first grade fight with magic spells?

Seeing the current situation of Draco and Hermione, Sean couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Shut up!" Draco and Hermione said in unison, then glanced at each other and looked away angrily.

Hermione's front teeth were like rabbits, and they had grown to her chin, and her already messy hair was twisted together in strands.Draco wasn't much better, his pale little face was colorful now, his neat hair was scuffed like a bird's nest, and he was soaked as if he had been doused in a bucket of water.

"Mr. Stark," Professor McGonagall said dissatisfiedly, "If you have nothing to do, can you go out first, I am dealing with conflicts among classmates."

"Sorry, Professor." Sean backed out with a suppressed smile.

"Okay, now let's continue to deal with the two of you." Professor McGonagall clasped his hands and stared at the two of them sternly.

"What happened in the end?" Sean asked.

"Detention for one semester, two hours every night, those who come over will be punished to copy the school rules." Draco said dissatisfiedly: "I want to write to my father, they can't punish me like this!"

"Actually they can," Hermione said, casting a glance at him. "The school regulations clearly stipulate that the professor can use appropriate corporal punishment on the students within the scope of his authority, and even the school managers can't interfere. What's more, you and the students use Magic private fighting, if you really pursue it, it is not too much to be expelled."

"Shut up! Mudblood!" Draco yelled angrily.

"It's the most disrespectful thing to insult me ​​when you can't say enough about me, Malfoy, are you going to tell your dad again next?"

"Okay, okay, you two have a truce for a while," Sean handed them the bread and hot milk he asked Carlo to prepare, "have something to eat."

Draco glared at Hermione, took the bread and milk in Sean's hand, and ate it.

"Thank you," said Hermione, taking the food and asking, "Why are you here?"

"Oh, yes, I'm here to find Draco," Sean suddenly remembered his original intention, "Draco, is there someone named Abraxas Malfoy in your family?"

"Why did he suddenly inquire about Abraxas Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked unexpectedly and seriously.

"I don't know, Dumbledore," Professor McGonagall said worriedly, "We've obviously tried to eliminate all the traces."

"We must find out who and what he heard from." Dumbledore said, staring at the flickering fireplace torch: "We must not lose again."