Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 328: Wash the young master’s brain

"Draco, I can understand what you're thinking." Sean said with a relaxed expression, not intending to be offended at all.

Malfoy was a little surprised, but he still explained: "I didn't mean to look down on you..."

Halfway through the speech, he felt a little regretful, thinking rather annoyed: Why should I explain it to him?

Sean chuckled, and put his hand on Malfoy's shoulder: "Listen, buddy, I understand what family you come from, so I don't expect to change your mind with a few words."

Malfoy moved uncomfortably, he had always felt that he didn't need to correct himself.

Shawn continued: "Excuse me, Draco, what do you think are the advantages of pure blood wizards?"

Malfoy raised his head proudly, almost without thinking.

"Pure blood is noble, blood is our advantage."

Sean showed a playful smile: "Specifically, Draco, where do you think the specific advantages of pure blood are?"

Malfoy choked, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

When Sean asked this question, his thought was the answer just now, and he came up subconsciously, but once Sean asked the bottom line, he was a little annoyed to find that he couldn't answer it.

Talent? Sean in front of him was the second grader, and his friend, the brown-haired Hermione Granger, was not a pure-blood either, but the first grader.

Connections? Indeed, his father was friendly with many high-ranking officials in the Ministry of Magic, and even the ministerial election had come to win the support of the Malfoy family. But what about Sean, a person who has no magic background at all, how many people has he met in less than three years?

Although Malfoy is proud, he is not stupid. Let's talk about Sean's friend, although that brat from the Potter family is disgusting, but I have to admit that the Potter family still has a certain strength in the magic world. The round-faced idiot of the Longbottom family, his parents were Aurors whom the Malfoy family hated but did not dare to provoke easily. Even Nurmengard has people who are willing to make friends with him. The Golden Dawn Club founded by Sean has attracted many outstanding wizards, and there are many pure bloods in it.

That's not the point, Xiao En is so pleasing, the professors in the school like him so much. Even Grindelwald, whom his father has always admired and even needs to look up to, also favors Sean.

Aside from talent and connections, what else can we talk about, financial resources? Although that guy doesn't like listening to the sound of Gallon bumping in his pocket like himself, but he is not relentless when it comes to spending money, sometimes even more arrogant than himself.

Malfoy searched around, trying to explain the specific advantages of pure blood, but in the end he found sadly that blood didn't seem to prove anything in front of Shaun, a Muggle-born wizard.

This annoyed Malfoy, who had always considered himself superior to others, and he slapped Sean's hand away a little angrily.

"What is there to say, pure blood is born noble, this is the common sense of wizards for thousands of years! Do you understand common sense?"

Sean put his hand up again without hesitation, he raised his brows: "Hey, buddy, I think you misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding what?" Malfoy looked proud.

"You have misunderstood the interpretation of pure blood—no, to be precise, many people, including your parents, your friends, and your friends' parents, have misunderstood..." Sean slowed down and lowered his voice.

Malfoy immediately glared at him.

Shawn smiled slightly: "Hey, Draco, do you still remember that in the second grade, I was missing for a while?"

"Why do you say that, I regretted it for a long time when you appeared again." Malfoy snorted coldly.

"Aren't you wondering where I went?"

"Who cares about this?"

"Tsk tsk..." Sean showed a mysterious smile, he waved his wand, the classroom door was firmly locked, the curtains were drawn, and the whole room became dark.

Malfoy was taken aback by Sean's actions, and he immediately realized that Sean might tell him some shocking secrets.

"As for me, I saw—" Sean intentionally lengthened the ending, and only when Malfoy unconsciously brought his ear closer did he give the answer in a very low voice, "Salazar Slytherin..."

"How is it possible?!" Master Malfoy looked at Sean in panic, but he still had that proud attitude.

Sean smiled lightly: "Of course it can't be Slytherin himself, but I entered into his memory fragments."

"You, what did you see?" Malfoy didn't want to believe it, but he just thought about it a little and found that Sean was probably telling the truth.

The other party disappeared too suddenly, and the behavior of the professors at the beginning didn't look like Sean went out to carry out some secret mission. He clearly remembered that Professor Dumbledore's expression was still very serious the day after Sean disappeared.

And if Professor Dumbledore can't find Sean's whereabouts, and if it's still in the castle, then it can only be something related to the four giants of the school!

Sean smiled slightly, and his voice became serious.

"He told me the history of pure-blood wizards, and even mentioned the Malfoy family, for example - the specific location of Malfoy Manor and how to hide it..."

Hearing the address reported by Sean, Malfoy's eyes widened in shock.

Their family's manor has always been hidden, and Sean, who was born in a Muggle family, couldn't possibly know the location - what he said was true, he really saw Slytherin!

Take the bait... The cunning flashed in Xiao En's eyes.

Immediately, he showed a regretful expression and sighed deeply.

"What's wrong?" Malfoy asked immediately.

"Hey, Draco, did you know that even though Slytherin died, his memory fragments have been observing this castle—"

"How is it possible?!" Malfoy's eyes widened in horror.

"Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, you can go to your common room at twelve o'clock in the evening, find the stained glass with the portrait of Slytherin on it, observe carefully, there is a small green snake at the ankle - you can tap it lightly, and then you can hear Slytherin whispering from the past..."

Malfoy's chest rose and fell quickly twice, with such a specific description, even though he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he already believed Sean completely.

"Then, what did Slytherin say?" He asked eagerly.

For pure blood wizards, Salazar Slytherin is the spiritual leader.

Shawn shook his head regretfully: "Maybe, it's better if you don't know."

"Why? Hey Sean, I'm old enough."

Sean showed a look of hesitation, but finally nodded.

"He said—" Sean said with disdain and disappointment in his tone, "a bunch of idiots."

"How, how..." The answer caught Malfoy by surprise.

"The later pure-bloods have forgotten the essence of blood..." Sean imitated Slytherin's old and powerful voice, "I only emphasize my blood, but I forgot the most important thing..."

Malfoy swallowed nervously.

Shawn has stood up: "I, Salazar Slytherin, I founded Hogwarts, established the Chamber of Secrets, and led wizards to start a new era. I, my disciples at the time, we are proud of our blood—but!"

"The latecomers have forgotten! Noble bloodlines are born, but they don't make good use of them! Wizards are the carriers, and bloodlines are just chips for glory!"

"Laughable fights, ignorant pride, when the purebloods only have blood in their mouths, who will admit the nobility of bloodlines! The actions of fools are belittling the status of purebloods!"

Shawn turned around abruptly to look at Malfoy, causing him to take half a step back in fright.

"From Slytherin, pride, ambition, shrewdness, strength, and snake-like deep and decisive, oh, a stupid latecomer, a Slytherin who is not even good at grabbing benefits, how dare and how embarrassed is he to call himself a refined interestist?"

"If I were still in this castle, I would definitely find these idiots and mediocre people who didn't teach them well one by one. You are simply defiled this pure blood!"

Sean regained his expression, and patted Malfoy with a dull face: "That's the exact words."

After a long time, Malfoy sat down weakly, and muttered: "How could it be..."

Sean waited for Malfoy to digest it for a while, and then leaned over: "Man, are you okay?"

"I, I'm okay...just..."

"I understand that Mr. Slytherin's words are really not very pleasant-but I have to say, sorry, buddy, I agree."

Malfoy didn't glare at Sean, instead he fell into self-doubt.

"Sean, tell me, I..." He didn't say the rest of the words.

The people in front of you aren't even purebloods.

Shawn saw through Malfoy's mind at a glance. He sat down and looked directly into Malfoy's eyes: "Look at me, Draco, let me explain first that I don't agree with your theory of noble bloodlines, but I think I may have a way to at least make you do better and be more worthy of the bloodline you are proud of."

Malfoy looked at him suspiciously.

Sean smiled slightly and slowed down his tone, but let his contempt be clearly felt: "Think about it, Draco—let's take the example before us, Umbridge."

"Is she a pure-blood wizard? Isn't her behavior also favoring pure-blood wizards?"

Malfoy nodded.

"Think about it carefully, my friend," Sean smiled disdainfully, "putting aside her stance and bias, just think about her means, is she smart? A senior prosecutor of the Ministry of Magic, who was tricked by me—you have witnessed everything, and have you ever wondered why I first looked for you when I arrived at the Slytherin long table?"

Without waiting for Malfoy to think, Sean immediately said: "Because I know you can understand what I mean, you are smart enough, and you also know—in Hogwarts, in front of the glory of Slytherin, in this oldest and most pure castle, an [outsider] who is not smart enough and only flatters the superior, is she worthy of standing in that position? Is she worthy of commanding us, the future of the wizarding world?"

"You clearly know that she doesn't deserve it, right? Even pure blood, there is a distinction between high and low...Moreover!" Sean emphasized, "I believe that if you and I switch places, you can quickly remember such a simple method, and you can also stand in the middle of the auditorium and accept the cheers of the students..."

Malfoy's breathing became a little short, and he couldn't help but visualize the picture Sean described in his mind.

That's right, Sean's method was not difficult, he understood it very quickly at that time... And that Umbridge, ugly and fat, stupider than a troll, how could she be worthy of commanding a great Slytherin student?

Sean's deep and deceptive voice penetrated into Malfoy's ears like magic: "Think about it, think about other people, that Osman, you know him better than me, right? How stupid is he? Just because of Umbridge's favor, he stood on the opposite side of the whole school, and even wanted to bring more Slytherin classmates - he is destroying your ancient glory..."

"That's right, this idiot." Malfoy gritted his teeth and said, he'd been annoyed by the other party for a long time, and because he was older, he would have ordered him to do these and other things before.

Sean showed a smile, and he continued to persuade: "Draco, now that you know this, and have thought about everything, can you understand Mr. Slytherin's teachings?"

Malfoy hesitated slightly: "Regain the glory of Slytherin?"

"As expected of Malfoy," Sean did not hide the admiration in his eyes, "All you have to do is regain your glory."

"But, what should I do?" He hesitated, and rubbed his hands impatiently.

Shawn raised his eyebrows: "It happens that I am very good at making friends, and I would rather tell you this than other Slytherin students."

"Because I know that you are eager to prove yourself and prove a fact that you are worthy of the glory brought by blood, and you will not disappoint Mr. Slytherin's expectations."

"Sean..." Malfoy was completely moved, Wallep who knows me!

He looked at Sean with eagerness in his eyes, and he even wanted to apologize.

"Hey, listen, when we first met..." Malfoy was a little embarrassed, his voice drawn slowly.

Sean waved his hand casually: "It's just a small misunderstanding, you don't think I'll take it to heart, do you?"

Actually, if you hadn't behaved quite calmly, I would have beat you up a few times.

Malfoy exhaled a sigh of relief, he was relieved, it was really difficult for him to apologize to others, but fortunately Sean is really a friend worth making.

"Then what should I do?" He asked eagerly ~IndoMTL.com~ Sean smiled, and whispered to the other side...

After a while, Malfoy, whose face was flushed with excitement, stood up because of the future scene Sean described.

He took a deep breath and let himself return to that arrogant appearance.

"See you next time."

Sean smiled and waved: "Waiting for your good news."

Shawn didn't walk out of the classroom until Malfoy left for a while.

Shortly after Sean left, a stone wall in the corridor outside the classroom squirmed.

Little Aiken appeared and licked his lips with a sneer.

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