Chapter 126： The past and the eavesdropper

After waiting for a while, the wooden door was slowly opened, and an aged woman appeared behind the door.

She was very small, not as tall as Sean with a hunched back, pale blue knuckles clutching the wooden door, and her entire face wrinkled, with veins and tan age spots visible under her skin.

Bagshot squinted at Harry's face, which was cloudy with cataracts.

"Oh! Oh! Harry!" she called out happily after recognizing the person for a long time.

Harry nodded and said loudly, "Ms Bagshot, this is Daisy, you saw it last year."

Bagshot looked at Daisy again, and then showed a dry smile: "Yes, yes, little Daisy, are you all right?"

Daisy nodded obediently: "Thank you, Ms. Bagshot."

"That would be better... oh boys, come, come in, come in." Her voice sounded like gears that had been rusted for decades.

Bagshot led a few people into the room, which was dark and crowded, but there was no smell of rot and mold.

"My mother often comes over to clean her house and chat with her," Harry whispered to Sean.

In the crowded lounge, only one candle was flickering. It was obviously not the first time that Harry had come here. He took the quivering candle tray and matches in Bagshot's hand, and lit the candle familiarly.

"Has she forgotten her magic?" Hermione asked in a very low voice, following behind Sean.

"Looks like yes, she's too old."

The lounge finally lit up, Sean put the cake on the coffee table and looked around.

There was a lot of stuff piled up here, the wooden cabinets with peeling paint were crooked, and there were all kinds of silverware and boxes on them, and there was a basket in the corner with ugly green fruits.

In a curved box, Sean saw something he was curious about.

There were two pictures there, one of a handsome young man, smiling lazily at Sean, looking like a rebellious big golden bird.

Another photo is of this young man with another young man, looking happy and intimate.

Grindelwald and Dumbledore... Sean recognized it all at once.

Grindelwald's demeanor had not changed at all, whether he was young or old, but it was Dumbledore. When he was young, he looked proud and flying, not at all like the gentle and steady old headmaster of Hogwarts.

"Ms. Bagshot, this is?" Sean picked up the photo and looked at the old lady who was enjoying the cake with Daisy's smile.

Bagshot squinted and looked, she put down her fork and stood up tremblingly.

"My grand-nephew, and his best friend," she took the photo with a nostalgic look on her face, "You should all know Gellert and Albus..."

Hermione's eyes widened in disbelief, while Harry whispered to Sean: "Ms. Bagshot is so confused that she can't remember who is who."

Sean nodded: "It's not bad to listen to it as a story..."

Bagshot took the photo and sat back in his chair: "How long ago was that? Seventy years? Eighty years? Even longer?"

"Do you remember what happened back then?" Sean moved slowly and quietly to Bagshot.

Just now, Dave gave him an idea.

"On the shelf, there's a funny brain."

When entering Godric's Hollow, Sirius mentioned that a reporter from the Daily Prophet had recently come here, and Sean was only impressed by one reporter.

Then again, Dave's brain scoring system warned him, and he reacted immediately. Sure enough, a beetle was parked above that shelf.

Sean pretended to be curious and picked up a silver cup. After playing with it for a while, he suddenly reached out and buckled the beetle into the cup.

"Sean?" His movement was a bit loud, and Harry all cast suspicious glances.

"Not sure, sorry." He smiled apologetically.

After a few people looked back, Sean covered the shelf, and then secretly took out a glass bottle.

Naja the bird snake came out from behind him, and then narrowed his body and drilled in through the slit of the silver cup. It tied the beetle that desperately wanted to flap its wings and slipped back into Sean's hands.

Sean threw the beetle directly into the glass bottle, and then firmly plugged the cork.

After all this was done, he leaned lazily against the shelf.

Bagshot didn't respond at all to this movement, and she continued to speak slowly.

"I was so impressed when the Dumbledore family moved in, Candela and the boys were somber, and I welcomed them with a batch of cauldron cakes I made - no one can say no to cakes, Right? But Candela shut me out," Bagshot sips the cream from the birthday cake, "but she needs someone to talk to, I'm a good one, and I'm not as old as I am now. Well...that poor woman, before she died, I was the only person in Godric's Hollow who could talk to her."

Candela is Dumbledore's mother.

"After her death, Albus became the backbone of the family. Because of the reason we passed the letter with him, we had a very good relationship. I still remember Albus's amazing paper published in "Transfiguration Today", He's a genius, isn't he? Just like my great-nephew..."

Bagshot rambles, she is keen to recall the past, but she always forgets something, and then she thinks about it for a long time.

She talks a lot about Dumbledore as a young man, only mentioning the summer when Dumbledore and Grindelwald met at the end.

Hermione looked suspicious, Harry was sleepy Only Daisy blinked curiously.

"...Gellert! Talented!" Bagshot sighed in an old voice, "They soon became good friends who could talk about everything... They were still partying here with me at that time, and I would talk to me too. They talked about some magical history, and both of them were very curious about those ancient magical histories, and once pestered me to tell a lot of Haierbo legends..."

Despicable Haierbo? Sean frowned. This is probably the first famous dark wizard in history. He invented many evil black magic. It is rumored that he was the first Parseltongue and the first person to hatch a basilisk. .

Dumbledore and Grindelwald also studied the history of Haierbo?

Bagshot continued: "Afterwards, the two of them seemed to quarrel for some reason, and my grandnephew left with a strange expression. Not long after, the Dumbledore family also moved away... It's a pity, they The relationship was very good..."

No specific information... Sean thought with some regret.

At this moment, Bagshot hurriedly stood up as if he had suddenly remembered something.