When footsteps sounded on the stairs, Mr. Ollivander, who had been pacing back and forth through the shop, immediately looked over.
He first saw Sean's unchanged expression, then eagerly looked past him.
Only when Stephanie's face appeared behind him did the famed wandmaker finally let out a sigh of relief.
Earlier, he had heard some movement upstairs but had not dared to investigate, afraid of disrupting something.
When he saw Sean suddenly appear and make several strange movements, he had guessed that something might have happened to Stephanie.
Mr. Ollivander's relationship with his son had been extremely strained in his earlier years. The latter had left home and never been heard from again.
In the end, he had not waited for his only son to return. All that had been sent back was a cold little girl.
To Mr. Ollivander, wands were his life, while his granddaughter was his last remaining source of comfort.
He had wanted to ask Sean what had happened, but forcibly held himself back. Now that he saw Stephanie safe and sound, the weight in his heart finally lifted.
Without asking why Sean had gone up alone yet come back down with Stephanie, Mr. Ollivander hurried over and carefully examined his granddaughter first.
Aside from a somewhat strange flush on her cheeks, she seemed perfectly normal.
"Everything's all right?" Mr. Ollivander did not ask anything else. He only cared whether his granddaughter had been hurt.
Stephanie nodded and gave her grandfather a faint smile. "I got into a little trouble, but Sean saved me."
Perhaps because her memories had replayed themselves, and her heart had been completely shaken by those emotions, Stephanie discovered that her mindset seemed to have changed somewhat.
In the past, she respected her grandfather and was willing to fulfill the duties of