Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 611: Feel everything you’ve ever felt

When footsteps were heard on the stairs, Mr. Ollivander, who had been pacing back and forth in the shop, immediately looked over.

He first saw Sean with his usual expression, and then eagerly looked behind Sean.

Until Stephanie's face appeared behind him, the well-known wand maker was relieved.

Just now, he heard some movement upstairs, but he didn't dare to check, worried that something might be broken.

Seeing Sean's sudden appearance and some strange actions, he guessed that something might have happened to Stephanie.

Mr. Ollivander had a tense relationship with his son in the early years, and the latter ran away from home and was never heard from again.

In the end, he didn't wait for his only son back, only a cold little girl was sent back.

For Mr. Ollivander, the wand is his life, and his granddaughter is his last sustenance.

He wanted to ask Sean what happened, but he held back forcefully. Now that Stephanie was safe and sound, the stone in his heart finally fell.

Without asking why Sean came here alone, but brought an extra Stephanie when he came down, Mr. Ollivander walked over quickly, and first carefully observed the condition of his granddaughter.

Other than the odd blushing, everything seems normal.

"Are you all right?" Mr. Ollivander didn't ask about other things, he only cared about his granddaughter's health.

Stephanie nodded, showing a tiny smile to her grandfather: "I got into a little trouble, but Sean saved me."

Probably because the memory was replayed again, and the emotions were completely shocked in her heart. Stephanie found that her mentality seemed to have changed.

In the past, she respected her grandfather and was willing to fulfill her responsibilities as a granddaughter, but this kind of feeling was very weak and depended on her personal sense of morality and responsibility—an old man who is related to her by blood, if she treats herself sincerely, then she should return the favor.

That's all.

But after this incident, although Stephanie has been in a deep sleep, the emotional impact on memory and soul unconsciously is indelible.

This kind of impact will not affect her personality and other aspects, but her sensitivity and demand for emotions have improved a lot.

This is all she quickly summed up after the fact, otherwise she wouldn't have been unable to resist asking the other party to "do me a favor" when facing Sean.

Thinking of this, her face turned red again.

"That's good, that's good——" Although Mr. Ollivander was a little puzzled by his granddaughter's expression, he held Sean's hand again, "Thank you very much, Mr. Wallop."

"You're welcome, Mr. Ollivander, Stephanie is my best friend, and that's what I'm supposed to do."

Best friend... Stephanie licked her lips unconsciously.

However, she quickly took another step forward: "Grandfather, we still have things to do, so we won't stay at home any longer."

Mr. Ollivander nodded: "Okay, just one thing, be sure to pay attention to safety."

"Well, grandfather."

Just two steps away, she was stopped by her grandfather behind her again.

"Are you really all right, Stephanie? Your legs are shaking a little bit." Mr. Ollivander noticed something was wrong.

"It's okay, I'm a little weak, just rest for a day." Stephanie looked as usual, although it was a bit unconvincing to say this with a blush all over her face.

However, Mr. Ollivander was relieved, because he knew that his granddaughter was not the kind of character to pretend to be a liar.

Maybe it's really a little weak, probably some kind of sequelae, she said so, it should be that Sean has cured her - the honest wand maker thought so.

"Okay, that's good."

Shawn, the instigator of the leg shaking, put one hand in his pocket, pretending to observe the dusty wand box on the shelf beside him.

If Mr. Ollivander was not still on the first floor, it would not be such a simple matter of shaking legs.

The two walked out of the wand shop, looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and both saw the smile in each other's eyes.

"You blushed so much, how did you manage to keep your expression unchanged?" Sean teased softly.

Stephanie did not show any weakness: "For me, this is what I long for, and I never think it is a shameful thing or something that needs to be concealed, so there is no need to be shy. If it is not a special situation, I will let my grandfather directly use the entire Ollivander's wand shop as a dowry. Well, just a few words are enough. My grandfather will happily agree to me, and then hand over the land deed to you."

What kind of mindless doting is this... But yes, Mr. Ollivander naturally spoils his granddaughter to the sky.

Sean smiled narrowly: "There is no need to be shy? When I wanted to wipe it off for you, why did you blushed and refused to let me touch it?"

The girl's neck was visibly stiffer, and her skin turned pink as if she had been stimulated by something.

She unconsciously pinched her thighs, feeling guilty and unconvinced at the same time: "That... that is a normal manifestation of female psychology, Mr. Wallop, if you need it, you can read related books, and you will find the correctness and source of my words."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it has to be you, Miss Ollivander, when it comes to being stubborn."

"Will that show me something harder, Mr. Wallop."

Sean choked for a moment. His method of substituting offense for defense was indeed effective, but it also inspired her to become stronger in combat.

Besides, why is your desire to win and lose always used in such strange places?

The two walked out of Diagon Alley together, during which time they secretly "attacked" each other with various extremely bold words.

When they walked out of the Leaky Cauldron, their mouths were parched - parched in every sense of the word.

The Leaky Cauldron Bar is located in the downtown area of ​​London. Sean looked around, then found a shop and bought two bottles of his favorite drink, unscrewed it and handed a bottle over.

Stephanie took it curiously, and she was indeed thirsty, so she drank half of the bottle in one go.

After drinking it, she thought about it: "It has a strange taste, but it's delicious-is this your favorite Muggle drink?"

"Yes, Coke—" Sean downed half a bottle of iced Coke in one go, and the heat on his body subsided a little.

He glanced at Stephanie and asked with great interest, "Have you ever drunk?"

The other party shook his head: "When I was a child, I stayed in the orphanage for a few years and had almost no contact with the outside world. After returning to my grandfather, I was basically only active in Diagon Alley and Hogwarts. My understanding of Muggles basically came from some books and the customers of the ice cream shop."

Sean was a little surprised. Stephanie has always been in a state of not caring about anything, but she has a desire to explore unknown knowledge. She didn't expect that she didn't know the Muggle world at all.

"Then you came to my house last time?"

"Well, the only time I went out, this was the second time—so I used the word 'basic'." Stephanie's face was normal.

"What about entertainment other than reading?" Sean asked curiously.

Stephanie shook her head: "Exploring knowledge is my biggest hobby, and I don't care much about other aspects—of course, this was before I met you."

Looking at the other party who stopped drinking with a sip, Sean somehow felt a surge of desire to share.

Maybe he has seen those important memories of Stephanie step by step, seeing those sorrows, pains, joys, hopes; maybe something more intimate has just happened between the two of them.

He suddenly had an urgent desire to give her many things.

Seeing that Sean didn't speak, Stephanie looked over suspiciously: "Don't you want to go to them first?"

Sean blinked his eyes: "What you said before, do those things at night still count?"

Stephanie's face, which had just calmed down a little, turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, but she still nodded seriously: "It counts."

"Let's go then—" Sean took her hand.

Stephanie didn't realize what was going to happen, but subconsciously held Sean's hand and said, "We live together at night. Although there are single rooms and soundproofing, it's easy to be found, right? I don't care..."

Sean snapped his fingers and took out a cell phone.

Although there is no means of communication between wizards, ordinary people in this era already have shortcuts that even wizards do not have.

It is very convenient to use a mobile phone to make a call when you are not in Hogwarts.

Dial quickly, and Hermione's anxious voice came from the phone: "How's it going, Sean?"

"It's okay, it's been resolved, Stephanie is safe and sound."

"That's good." Hermione was visibly relieved.

Sean continued: "There are still some small troubles left to deal with. I have to go for a trip. Today's actual combat training should be over, right?"

"Well, it's over. Although it's a bit rushed, it doesn't affect the overall situation. Everyone performed well."

"Then let everyone have a good rest, I will come back to meet you tomorrow, let's continue."

"Okay, then you pay attention to safety." Hermione did not doubt him.

Hung up the phone, Sean shook his phone and looked at Stephanie, who was blushing on her face: "Look, it's just time for a break. Let's go to another place to rest."

The girl was silent for a short while, then joyfully inserted her hand between the other's fingers, and nodded vigorously: "Okay."

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The bell rang, and all the waiters in the shop filled with exquisite women's clothing immediately raised their heads and showed standard smiles.

The store manager Dlamini looked at the two customers who walked into the store, and his eyes immediately lit up.

The boy on the left is extremely handsome. Although he was wearing casual clothes, the vicious eyes she cultivated over the past fifteen years immediately helped her recognize the source of that suit—all of them were custom-made and made of high-end fabrics.

The **** the right has a rare but amazing silver-white long hair, wearing an ordinary white long dress, her face is extremely delicate, but her figure is too petite.

The girl was looking at the whole store with a little curiosity, obviously it was her first time to this kind of place, but her face had a calmness and peace that was rarely seen by adults.

The two held hands tightly.

Couple—the store manager immediately made a judgment, the boy must be from a wealthy family, and, where else did he seem to have seen a similar face? The girl was brought here. Although she looked like a child in body, she didn't look like a girl. She could only be a couple.

"Hello," the boy smiled gently and politely, which made many young waiters feel their heart beat faster. "Please help her measure the size, and at the same time, bring the pictures of the ready-to-wear in your store for her to choose."

"Okay, sir."

Having a premonition that this is not a small deal, the store manager immediately showed the most professional appearance, and while directing the tailor to come forward, he asked the waiter to bring the hanger and the picture of the ready-made garment together.

Stephanie looked at all this curiously. She asked the tailor to measure the size and chose a set of clothes she liked more.

"Put it on." Sean said with a smile.

While Stephanie went to change clothes, Sean chose a few more sets of ready-made clothes according to Stephanie's style, and then passed a business card to the store manager.

"Order three sets of dresses, and tell the person on the business card the size and style of the owner, and she will give you advice on styling and fabrics. In addition, three sets of home clothes, including pajamas, will also trouble you."

"Oh, oh, okay." The store manager took the business card, but she didn't react for a while.

However, when she saw the name on the business card, her childlike face trembled a bit—this designer has a lot of background, and usually only serves the royal family and the top rich...

Just in time, Stephanie changed her clothes and came out.

Not surprised, she chose a set of ordinary casual clothes with Muggle characteristics according to Shaun's similar style.

Sean smiled and walked over to hold the girl's hand. He put a check on the counter, nodded politely to several service staff, and then led them out.

The two walked out of the store, and the rest of them realized that a waiter said, "Um, but where do we send the clothes?"

"The designer will definitely give us the address, this is the personal contact information - show me the check, hiss..."

Sean held Stephanie's hand, and the two walked along the street like the most ordinary couple.

"Is this your usual life?" Stephanie asked curiously.

Sean shrugged: "Forget it, I don't really like my dad's way of socializing and entertaining entrepreneurs. I prefer to walk on the street alone, and I can try anything interesting. Oh, I really like some other projects, but I don't have enough time. I will take you there next time."

Stephanie nodded, she was not curious about how rich Muggles usually live, but she was curious about Sean's daily life.

He is actively integrating himself into his life... Thinking of this, the girl will always raise a faint smile.

The two were strolling comfortably on the streets of London. Sean tirelessly introduced the girl to various places he had been to, and took her to try various things he had done.

Although the time was short, a more intimate feeling was rippling and sprouting in the hearts of the two.

Paying five pennies to a street photographer to take a color photo of the two without moving, Sean looked at the sky and said with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

Put away the colored photos carefully, Stephanie nodded happily.

No wonder some people say that a good mood makes people particularly hungry.

Sean hailed a taxi and gave the address.

Besides the magnificent restaurant with classic charm, Sean introduced: "I like a western restaurant very much, because it is not pure British cuisine."

Stephanie smiled and was led in.

In the private room, Stephanie blinked: "It's rare to see tableware more luxurious than Hogwarts."

Sean shrugged: "Hogwarts is full of real antique tableware."

"Is this the good and bad of magic?"

"Long-lasting, but there is no way to replace it with a new one."

The two laughed and talked, and the waiter came over with two square cups and put them down gently.

Seeing the lemon slice inside, although Stephanie was a little curious about the shape of the cup, she picked it up lightly and took a sip.

The waiter subconsciously wanted to stop it.

Shawn slightly shook his head and waved his hands, then took a sip from his cup, and said with a smile, "Have a good day with us."

The waiter who brought the real drink lemonade left silently.

However, Stephanie is unusually sharp at the moment.

When the waiter left, she asked curiously: "Did I do something that is not in line with etiquette?"

Seeing her discovery, Sean shrugged and took another sip of the lemonade in the square cup: "This was originally used for washing hands."

The girl tilted her head, not in embarrassment, but curious: "But the water in this cup is drinkable."

Sean sneered: "Yes, you found out right away."

He spread his hands: "For nobles, this is not a necessary part, nor is it a so-called etiquette. In essence, it is to show the difference-isn't water all drinkable?"

Both laughed~IndoMTL.com~ Stephanie imitated Sean's tone and added: "Stupid and boring."

Shawn nodded and agreed: "We have only one task, to taste the dishes - delicious, this restaurant will pass, if it is not delicious, then it will fail."

"It's the honorable Mr. Wallop, this is the etiquette of the nobles~" Stephanie blinked playfully.

"Do you want to hear the truth?"

"Yeah."

"Actually, I want to take you to Chinatown to eat authentic skewers... But you usually only eat Western food at school, so you chose this place."

Stephanie was a little happy that Sean noticed her food preferences, and she smiled a lot today: "Take me there next time? I want to try, try everything you like."

"Okay, there are more... Well, aside from the complicated dining etiquette, the dishes here are really good."

"Indeed... it's just a little small."

"Then go to another place to eat later?"

"Sure."

The sky is getting late and the moon is shining brightly.

The elevator door of the hotel opened, and a man and a woman walked into the long corridor.

In front of the door, Sean coughed: "Is it still counting?"

Wearing ordinary casual clothes, the unusually cute Stephanie pushed the door open.

Her eyes are shining.

Shawn felt as if a fire had been lit in his heart.

The presidential suite is huge, and so is the bed. Stephanie took Sean's hand and jumped into it.

She didn't turn on the light, but opened the curtains.

The moonlight sprinkled on her bright face, with a seductive light.

"Except for the one that promised you... other, other... also..."

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.