Chapter 21： you are special

Dumbledore looked unconcerned, and he said casually, "You are too worried, Filius."

"Worried?" Flitwick spread his hands in dissatisfaction, "Albus, have you forgotten Sybil's prophecy?"

"Of course not, but you also know that prophecy is always vague. And you have always had a good relationship with Mr. Ollivander, and you have praised his granddaughter several times."

"Yes, yes, but I have to remind you that Grindelwald is a careerist!"

"Of course I know, to put it bluntly, no one knows him better than I do," Dumbledore glanced at a wand in the cupboard, "Oh, I remember this wand, you won it from little Webb Come. After many years, I still remember your amazing silent petrification spell."

"Then you shouldn't forget that little Webb's father used to be a follower of Grindelwald, Albus." Professor Flitwick was very dissatisfied with Dumbledore's behavior of diverting the topic.

"Of course not, Filius," Dumbledore's clear lake blue eyes were like a quiet lake, and he smiled faintly at Flitwick, "I'm not worried about this situation, but Another person deserves my attention more."

"It has something to do with the organs you arranged?"

"Yes, Filius, I have to say, the flying spell you cast on the key is very beautiful."

"Those are just gadgets," Flitwick waved his hands indifferently, and then showed a puzzled expression, "but I don't understand, why put the correct key in?"

"We'll see the result." Under the lens, Dumbledore's wise eyes were still smiling.

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On the other side, Sean and Stephanie were walking back to the lounge. There were not many students in the corridor of the castle. After dinner, the students at Hogwarts were more willing to entertain their companions in the common room.

Sean glanced at the silver-haired girl beside him. Although she was already in the third grade, she was obviously a bit shorter than him. Although Sean is very tall, girls in this age group are generally not shorter than boys.

The other party was too petite.

The two stopped and waited for the stairs in front to rotate to the correct position.

At this time, Stephanie finally said, "I'm going to organize a club about wands."

"Wand?" Sean wondered.

The other party is Ollivander's granddaughter, and it's normal to be interested in wands, but the students all have their own wands, and he can't think of how this club can attract members.

Making wands? Sean felt unrealistic.

The stairs in front were just rotated into place, Stephanie stepped on the steps with some force, and then continued to explain: "My grandfather said that the wand chose the wizard, and in the wizard's life, if there are no accidents, the wand will follow the wizard. lifetime."

"Yes, after all, Mr. Ollivander has chosen me for so long." Sean smiled slightly.

"That wand is really suitable for you." The girl glanced at him through her glasses, and Sean wanted to avoid it subconsciously.

"Don't hide, that's why I chose you." She continued to look directly at Sean.

Sean raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a puzzled look: "With all due respect, I don't quite understand why?"

"I have Veela blood," Stephanie explained flatly. "You should feel that."

As expected, Sean nodded.

"I didn't have much premonition when I saw you for the first time, but yesterday, I was sure that you were indeed special."

"Special?" Sean carefully recalled the several encounters he had with the girl, and he didn't seem to show anything special?

The two were already standing outside the door of the Ravenclaw common room, and Stephanie took off her glasses facing him.

Leaving the glasses, the beautiful black eyes of the girl seemed to have suddenly inhaled the entire starry night, with broken light adorned with velvet, as if to inhale Sean's whole mind.

He stared at Stephanie with a little fascination, as if facing a lover he hadn't seen in a long time.

No! Sean was shocked and reacted suddenly. He took a step back involuntarily.

Stephanie put the glasses back on, and regretfully, Sean was surprised to find that after putting on the glasses, his obsession with girls disappeared.

Seeing his clear expression, Stephanie murmured, "Sure enough..."

"Uh, Miss Ollivander? I don't quite understand..."

The girl gave him a deep look: "Your resistance to me is getting stronger and stronger, and it won't take long before you can look directly at me and talk to me normally.

"It's good, very good."

Sean showed some enlightened expression: "So, that's why you chose me?"

"That's right," she nodded, "I hope my assistant is a normal person in front of me, instead of staring at me like a sable, repeating a few words occasionally."

Without waiting for Sean to speak, Stephanie raised the wizard robe and bowed slightly to him: "I'm sorry for taking up so long of your time I'm just making a suggestion, the club is still under preparation, you can refuse Me, but I also hope you can think about it during this time."

After she finished speaking, she pulled the eagle head pull tab at the back, and after easily answering the eagle head's question, she pushed open the door and walked in.

"Good night, I wish you a good dream." The girl left her last sentence.

Sean blinked at Eagle Head outside the door. She is really... a self-talking and very attractive girl.

Life at Hogwarts is getting more and more interesting.

……

The next day, with the surprise of the Potions class, everyone was looking forward to the next class, and Ravenclaw was going to take three new classes in a row.

Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, and Transfiguration.

It was a pity for Sean that Quirrell, who was not wearing a headscarf, was also mediocre in teaching, except for the textbooks, which meant he was scripting. The only thing that lifted Sean's mind was Quirrell talking a lot about the 'improvement magic' that Nurmengard had learned.

However, the enchantment class that followed was much more exciting. After Professor Flitwick showed several wonderful enchantments, they were casting a Floating Charm on a feather in one class.

Hands-on is always more motivating, and it's Gryffindor with them.

"Mr. Finnigan! You've blown off your fourth feather!" Professor Flitwick said to Seamus, whose face was black and his hair exploded.

At the same time as Sean smiled, the feathers in front of him were also floating tremblingly in the air.

It's a pity that Hermione on the side was too dazzling, and he still didn't get any extra points.

In the afternoon, Sean finally got his most anticipated transfiguration class.

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