Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 605: Memories of Stephanie

When Sean suddenly appeared to catch the falling Stephanie, the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Hermione approached quickly on a broomstick, her voice blurred by the wind: "Stephanie said you might be in trouble, but she suddenly lost consciousness and fell down. Fortunately, you rushed over... What happened?"

Sean looked at Stephanie, whose eyes were tightly closed in her arms, and she frowned, "I'm not in danger, she may have encountered something that is not easy to describe - go, leave first."

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In the bedroom, Sean found an excuse to let everyone else go out, leaving only him and the unconscious Stephanie in the room.

The silver-haired girl did not wake up during this period of time, and the expression on her face was sometimes painful and sometimes solemn, as if she was in a terrible danger in a dream.

Sean was surprised at first, why the silver mist would suddenly break free from the rune circle and not become a destructive existence, he only now understood.

It must be because I let the silver mist exist for too long when I woke up, and the silver mist is related to guilt [lust]. As the host, Stephanie naturally noticed the abnormal situation.

But she didn't know the real situation, and thought that Sean was in danger. Although she was cautious enough, the distance between her and the silver mist was getting closer, which made [lust] a certain source of attraction become stronger.

The silver mist broke free, presumably entering Stephanie's body.

Sean tried some methods, but the silver-haired girl was still unconscious.

"No, there may be some changes in the [lust] in Stephanie that I don't know, which may cause problems in her own soul..."

Sean frowned, and when he stood up, the chair behind him slid onto the wall, making a loud noise.

The few people outside the door vaguely heard the movement in the house, and their faces were also worried.

After waiting for a while, they saw Sean open the door and come out.

"What's the matter? Do you want to go to St. Mungo's?" Charlotte looked serious.

Although I don't know exactly what happened, it seems that it is not a small problem.

Shawn shook his head. He and Stephanie, the guilty hosts, had too many secrets to go to the magic hospital. What's more, St. Mungo couldn't heal such problems related to soul and guilt.

But the current situation cannot be dragged on, because Xiao En is very clear that when entering the soul world for the first time, the host will easily be infected by guilt, whether it is verbal bewitchment or power attraction.

He has an immature approach, but needs something.

Thinking of this, Sean immediately said: "Give me a day, you take this group of children to continue our planned itinerary, and I will take Stephanie back."

"Where are you going?"

"Ollivander's Wand Shop."

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"Oh—welcome—oh, it's you, boy." Mr. Ollivander's ethereal voice was tinged with surprise.

Shaun, who had no time to greet, immediately clarified his reason for coming: "Mr. Ollivander, I'm going to take a look at Stephanie's room. At the same time, I hope you can tell me where she might hide her things—"

Mr. Ollivander was a little surprised, and was about to refuse subconsciously, but after noticing Sean's expression, his expression changed, and he immediately led Sean to the back of the wand shop.

At the door of Stephanie's room, Mr. Ollivander stopped in his tracks. He didn't ask Sean what happened, but shook Sean's arm solemnly.

"The kid is in trouble now, right?"

Shawn nodded solemnly.

"...Then please, Mr. Wallop. In addition, Stephanie usually doesn't like to go out, and occasionally goes to No. 18 Knockturn Alley. There is a small shop for reselling antiques. Counterfeit and dangerous goods are the mainstream goods there, but Stephanie likes to go there for a stroll, hoping to come across something with real historical traces."

"I see."

Mr. Ollivander did not say much, but walked tremblingly down the stairs.

Sean pushed open the door of the girl's bedroom. The decoration inside was completely different from the small room in the Room of Requirement.

Books, full of books, from the brand-new "Witch Conquer Code", "Wizard Weekly Valentine's Day Special Edition", to "Darkness and Power" with obvious age-yellow pages, "Hundreds of Ancient Magic Origins", and even some weird books that should appear in the restricted area of ​​Hogwarts, such as "The Entanglement of Dark Arts and Curses" with a pale female arm stretching out from the cover.

The small room is almost filled with all kinds of books.

Only the small single bed had something else on it. A magical photo of Sean was placed on the bedside table, and the handsome young man showed a gentle smile inside.

Sean didn't look much, and turned around in the house.

Stephanie is a little messy than Sean imagined, a few books

However, Sean is not in the mood to look at these things now, he is quickly looking for what he needs.

However, after searching a lot, I still couldn't find it.

Sean quickly left again and came to No. 18 Knockturn Lane.

The owner of this antiquities store is a shriveled old lady, who stared at Sean with malicious eyes when he entered the door.

There's not much poise or manners to speak of with the shopkeepers in Knockturn Alley, and the pass here is no manners either.

A bag was thrown onto the bar in front of the old lady, making a heavy and pleasant sound of gold coins colliding.

"Stephanie Ollivander, what has she been interested in these days? What has she bought? Has she left anything?"

The old lady opened the bag and took a look, her eyes were even a little dizzy.

She rubbed her hands together and smiled maliciously.

"Oh, oh, that pretty little girl..."

Sean waved his wand expressionlessly, and an antique vase placed in the store suddenly started to spontaneously ignite strangely.

"Get rid of the nonsense and your eyes, and answer my question."

The old woman laughed dryly: "She, she is interested in many things, but she usually doesn't buy things from me... But she borrowed a real treasure from me last time..."

"Say."

The old woman hesitated for a while, and decided to be a good person this time.

"The Pensieve, I have a Pensieve, and she borrowed it from me for a while, and I only charged a very fair price."

"Take me to see that Pensieve."

"Oh, oh, the Pensieve is personal... well, well."

The old woman took a lantern and led them to the back of the shop. There was a cellar in the yard. Climb down the ladder. Inside the cellar was a Pensieve that was full of dust and had blood on the edge.

Shawn stepped forward to observe, and said while watching: "Has anyone used this after her?"

"This is not..."

Sean picked up the Pensieve and threw down a bag of Galleons: "The deal is complete."

"Hey, young man—young man, that's a baby..."

Sean just glanced back coldly: "The price I gave is fair enough, it's not your personal property, otherwise you wouldn't lend it out—Ma'am, greed is a beautiful virtue, but it can't go beyond the limit."

The old woman was shaken by his cold eyes, and finally showed a smile with few teeth, holding the money bag tightly in her hand.

Shaun, who got the Pensieve, returned to Stephanie's room again, and he entered the ring with something.

Stephanie was still asleep.

Shawn moved the Pensieve to her side, then pulled out a few items that Stephanie had obviously used a lot.

What he has to do is very simple, that is, to find some memory traces of Stephanie.

Sean knew Stephanie well, so he was sure that this seemingly indifferent girl actually had a keen curiosity for knowledge.

If there is a chance, she will definitely try to study some knowledge about memory, and her memory has been tampered with by Grindelwald, so there is a high probability that her first research object will be herself.

So, Sean is going back to Ollivander's wand shop.

The Pensieve has a memory function, and the reason why this thing is private is because of this.

However, it is not very simple to find this kind of memory. It requires the presence of the person, the item that I have used for a long time, and the Pensieve itself.

This method is too troublesome, and the National People's Congress who can do this can directly get the memory from the object of demand.

However, due to the special situation of [Lust], Sean worried that rashly moving Stephanie's memory would lead to some unpredictable things, so he could only use this troublesome method around.

Fortunately, Stephanie finally left some traces.

There is no need to say much about the strength of the Sean Memory Curse. Not long after, a faint silver fluff floated out from the link between Stephanie and several items.

Sean grasped the invisible memory floss, and he put it in his mouth, and then the silence in his eyes began to spin.

His forehead was pressed against the girl's cold cheek.

It's a very troublesome way, but this is the only way Sean can think of at the moment.

He wants to personally enter Stephanie's soul world to check the situation.

This time, when Sean opened his eyes, it really was no longer his own soul island.

He looked around, it was foggy and he couldn't see clearly, he could only vaguely recognize a building nearby.

Sean came to the building along the path covered with gray mist.

This is an orphanage, look at the tattered sign above, it belongs to Germany.

Sean pushed open the crumbling door and walked in. He saw a group of children who couldn't see their faces clearly but had black jagged fog around their edges making a noise, and an adult figure made of black gas was loudly reprimanding something in the middle.

Shouldn't this be Stephanie's soul world? Why do I feel like I've come to a certain memory...

Sean frowned and walked slowly. Suddenly, he looked towards the end of the dark corridor of the orphanage with a feeling.

It appears to be a utility room.

Sean gently pushed the door open.

In a small space full of messy items and dusty cobwebs, a small figure is crouching in a corner.

That's Stephanie.

No, younger Stephanie.

The silver-haired little girl looked younger than her sister Ella, huddled alone in a corner, and the yellowish-white dress with a lot of pudding was dragged on the ground, and the cobwebs were wrapped in patches, and it seemed to be entangled with Stephanie.

Sean walked over lightly, and he finally saw the whole picture of Stephanie when she was a child.

It is almost the same as the current petite and exquisite, but the eyebrows and eyes are more immature.

She didn't have much expression on her face, she just stared at a grain of wood on the wooden floor calmly and seriously.

Sean could see that there was some dust sticking to her face, and there were a few red marks on her thin shoulders.

He took a few deep breaths.

This is indeed Stephanie's soul world, but maybe it's because of a change, maybe the way Sean entered was a little rough—the soul world here is mixed with Stephanie's memory.

In other words, Sean actually entered Stephanie's vivid but vague memory.

But why is it an orphanage in Germany? Stephanie is the granddaughter of Mr. Ollivander. Although she has never heard the wand maker mention her son and daughter-in-law, with his net worth, it is obvious that there is no difficulty in supporting a little girl.

Sean only heard Stephanie mention once that her mother has Veela blood, and her grandfather has a Magus ability that can be compared to 'quantum reading'.

It seems that Ollivander's family also hides some unknown family affairs, which caused the young Stephanie to live outside and can only live in the orphanage.

Sean was silent for a moment~IndoMTL.com~ He squatted down and said gently to little Stephanie: "Hey, do you remember me?"

Stephanie looked up, with a calmness that didn't match her age.

"I don't remember, but I don't have anything to eat, and I have just been taught a lesson. I have no strength and no way to make the wail you desire, so it should be difficult for you to gain a sense of superiority from me."

Shawn was taken aback, and his thumb nails were digging at the palm of his hand with some force.

He showed a more gentle smile: "I am not those people, and I have nothing to do with those people. I am here to take you home."

Little Stephanie observed Sean for a while, and said lightly: "Are you my father?"

Sean was taken aback, then shook his head: "No, but I..."

Little Stephanie interrupted Sean, and she stood up quickly, although she swayed involuntarily as she stood upright.

She stuffed her shriveled, frail little hand into Sean's.

"It's okay, just take me away."

Sean was a little stunned, but he immediately squeezed little Stephanie's hand tightly: "Okay, I'll take you home."

Stephanie kept looking at him, then turned her head away after a while, what she said made Sean a little puzzled.

"It should be you, but it's not like-have we met before, sir?"

"Oh, yes, of course I have."

Just as Sean took little Stephanie out of the room, there was a sound from the stairs.

The adult figure covered in black mist is walking up with an old man.

The old man had a smile on his face, and his wand was pointing openly at the back of the black figure, controlling the other's soul.

That's Grindelwald.

(End of this chapter)