The Arrival of the New School Year

The parchment, now filled with writing, finally reached its last line.

"I originally wanted to say something to show the wisdom and foresight of an old man, but I think it's better to be honest sometimes, so I'll just say it— Sean, please keep this a secret for me. After all, the fact that the headmasters of Hogwarts and Newmontgard were once close friends will attract the attention of some busybodies. I'm old enough to hate trouble."

"I'm really looking forward to the new school year. See you then. Best wishes to you, my child."

"Your faithful one: Albus Dumbledore."

After reading the long letter, Sean unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. The trouble was left to Dumbledore, and he even gained two new spells and a replica of a Philosopher's Stone. It didn't seem like a bad deal.

Moreover, Dumbledore's sincere words always gave people a sense of reassurance that no one else could provide, including Grindelwald.

Sean chuckled. Was this some kind of filter he carried over from his past life? It felt good to have someone you could trust.

Of course, he couldn't let his guard down completely. He didn't know whether the Mysterious Person was well-intentioned or malicious, and he also needed to take the unresolved Prophecy into account.

Sean decided that he should play it safe from now on and just leave all the trouble to Dumbledore.

He casually tidied up the things he had bought and stuffed them all into his ring. Inside the ring, the curious Cat-Leopard Pudding touched the bottom Cauldron, causing the already precarious objects to topple over.

"Meow?" Pudding jumped to the side, tilted its head and winked at Sean at the entrance, with an expression that said, "I have no idea what happened."

Sean: "..."

We should train Pudding a bit later. After all, you have six legs, so you should be able to do chores quickly, right?

Sean thought viciously.

After spending a few days in Godric's Hollow, Sirius Sean Mr. Weasley 'Hermione illegal car back to London. Daisy seemed very reluctant to part with them, but this spoiled little girl was very considerate.

Instead of throwing a tantrum and begging Sean to stay, she brought him drinks and desserts perfect for the hot weather, much like her mother, Lily.

Back in London, Sean's life returned to its previous fulfilling routine, and the magical experience of Godric's Hollow seemed to have vanished into the past.

However, a nagging feeling always lingered in Sean's mind. Sure enough, without knowing the specifics of the Prophecy, he could never truly relax.

On such a day, with the summer holidays drawing to a close, the Wallerup family once again visited King's Cross Station on a rare sunny day in London.

"Hermione!" It wasn't Sean noticed the girl first, but rather her younger sister Ayla. During the summer holidays, at Mr. Wallop's warm invitation, the Granger family visited several times, and Ayla and Hermione quickly became acquainted.

This little one always liked to pull a stool over to the landline, then stick her little bottom out and happily call Hermione, and the two girls, one big and one small, would chat happily together.

Hermione turned around and saw Ayla, then immediately smiled, "Ayla, it's so nice to see you."

The two chatted happily, while Sean became the one who was left out.

"Sean, you should learn from your sister," Mr. Wallop said, patting him on the shoulder.

"Learn what?" Sean asked, puzzled.

"How to win a girl's heart—haven't you noticed? All the girls you know well, whether it's Fran from Lawyer Doug's house or Theresa from Councilman Hartman's house, they all adore Ayla."

"That's normal, Ayla is so cute!" Sean emphasized.

Mr. Wallop gave a strange smile and patted his son on the shoulder, "You've lost your sharpness, my child."

"Spare me, Mr. Wallop." Sean smiled helplessly.

He knew exactly what his father meant, but the problem was that he was only twelve years old, and if he counted his birthday in a few months, he would only be thirteen, which was too early.

By the time they passed through the stone wall and walked out of the passage, the platform was already crowded with students.

Mr. Wallop and Mr. Granger each helped carry a suitcase, while Sean and Hermione each took their own luggage. There was no such thing as boys helping girls carry luggage here, and Hermione even walked faster Sean while carrying her luggage.

They found an empty carriage, put their luggage away, said goodbye to their families, and then the train whistle sounded.

"Why haven't I seen Harry and the others?" Hermione asked, sticking her head out of the car window, though her fluffy brown hair blocked much of her view.

Sean went outside the carriage and looked around, but he didn't see the Potter family either.

"Strange, was something delayed?"

They had made plans long ago, but they hadn't seen the family yet. Neville hadn't seen them either, and even the Weasley family' fiery red hair hadn't appeared on the platform.

Just as the train was about to depart, a large group of people suddenly poured out of the passageway. The three families, carrying their children who were going to school and large bags of luggage, rushed over.

The train slowly started moving, and the children's luggage was finally loaded onto the train. Daisy poked her little head out and gave her mother a reluctant kiss goodbye. She had spent most of her life in dark bedrooms and hospital wards, but this was the first time she had been separated from her mother, who had been with her for so long. The little girl was still very nervous and kept holding onto Harry's sleeve.

"It looks like they need help..."

Sean and Hermione went into the hallway.

"Hey guys, what's this late?" He grabbed a handle and together with Harry lifted the heavy suitcase.

"Thanks, Sean." Harry breathed a sigh of relief, but he immediately felt his sister loosen her grip on his sleeve.

Harry suddenly didn't want to thank Sean anymore.

"Sean, it's so good to see you." After a month apart, Daisy's complexion looked healthier, and she gave Sean a sweet smile.

"Me too, Daisy, you look great," Sean replied with a smile.

"Daisy, it's so good to see you. Come on, let me help you." Hermione stepped out from behind and immediately took the box from Daisy's hands.

"Oh, thank you so much, Hermione." Daisy blinked, her clear, pure emerald eyes sparkling.

After returning to his compartment and putting his luggage away, Harry plopped down in bed, catching his breath. "Bad luck today."

"What's wrong?"

"We came in Mr. Weasley's car, and halfway there we ran into Auror riding Flying Broomstick!"