When it was time for Hogwarts Express to drive, the wizards lined up to leave the silver-covered castle.
In the distance, Giant can be seen in the snow with a string of small figures, leaving black and winding lines on the snow.
Ravenclaw Tower's vision has always been very good, but Sean just looked up at the horizon for a long time.
Putting the thick and flexible paper into the bag, Sean began to make the last biscuit.
Hope Cottage is missing many people. Justin and Hermione had just left. Harry and Ron had been looking for something in Library these days. So when Sean came to the hut, they saw Neville practicing Water-Making Spell.
The wooden table spit out the alchemy books in the first row on the left. While Sean was checking them, a loud noise suddenly came from beside him.
He turned around and saw that it was Neville. He used Water-Making Spell to splash himself all over. The sound was the sound of a huge water mass falling to the ground.
Sean looked at the wet part of the notes on his hand and heard Neville's intermittent voice as if he was about to cry:
"Yes... I'm sorry, Sean..."
He obviously felt like a drowned rat, but he apologized first.
Several feet of snow had accumulated outside the house, and the cold current kept coming from the frozen lake, making Neville shiver.
Sean waved the magic wand and the window was closed. While the books and Neville were drying in the fireplace, Sean heard Neville whispering:
"Sean... If you want to drive me out of the hut, I will leave now..."
Neville looked at Sean with tears in his eyes, making Sean somewhat confused... What is this and what?
"You know, Neville, no one can put you away."
Sean seems to be just stating a fact.
"But I... destroyed your book."
Neville was shaking a little from the cold.
"They're just wet, Neville, and they'll dry out."
Sean probably understands the rumor that it must be Harry or Ron. Last time I heard them saying: If you dare to touch Sean's book, you'd better be more powerful than the ten Troll put together.
"Sean - It's all my fault. Everyone knows that I'm almost a Squib."
Neville's round face was full of remorse. He held the wand tightly. There were some marks on the wand, as if they had been left behind after a battle.
"I guess sometimes the problem isn't really you."
Sean said.
"It's... what's the problem?"
Neville put the wand behind him, as if the next topic had nothing to do with the wand.
But he still knows that the saying that the wand chooses the wizard is not just Mr. Ollivander's big talk, Britain almost all wizards recognize this truth.
Even his grandma was angry that he kept his father's wand with him.
"You always understand, Neville. I know it's hard, but maybe it's time to face it, right..."
Sean stared into Neville's eyes, finished speaking softly, and turned over the book in his hand.
I don't know how long it took, but the wet book was about to dry out.
"Should I... change my wand...?"
Neville looked at Sean blankly, how could he not understand? But he still looked like he was about to cry.
He looked at the wand in his hand and wondered if he shouldn't be so stupid, could he just...
"But... I want to hold it. Sometimes, especially at night, I want my dad to know that I'm Hogwarts... just like him.
Sean——Did I let him down..."
Sean turned his head sideways:
"When a problem is spoken, it is half solved. Neville, why do you want the wand to leave you?"
"What... does this mean?"
Neville I can't understand.
"Choice is such a thing - facing two bad endings, or two good endings, otherwise why is it called a choice?
What is gratifying is that, Neville, you are faced with two wonderful choices. What is even more gratifying is that this may not be a multiple-choice question.
You can take your father's wand with you, right? I suspect it will be useful in some specific ways. Let's try this one – Finite (Finite). "
Sean The magic wand was waved, and the wooden table that was still there Transfiguration stopped moving.
Neville didn't understand it yet, but subconsciously followed Sean to cast the spell, but he didn't expect that he succeeded in the first time.
Although he couldn't make the wooden table completely stop Transfiguration, it was very different from the past when he couldn't even learn Levitation Charm.
"Is this... why?"
Neville stood there stupidly.
"Because it is the wand of Legendary Auror Frank·Longbottom, now inherited by his son Neville·Longbottom. It was born to be used for fighting and protection."
Sean stared at the wand and said in anticipation.
"You can have two wands, Neville. When you need to attack and protect, it will still be your partner."
Sean rarely spoke so many words. When he finished speaking, Neville was already bursting into tears.
Sean walked to the door, Hogwarts the cold wind blew in his face, but he could smell a sweet Pumpkins fragrance.
It is true that Neville needs a magic wand, but the magic wands of Frank·Longbottom are not useless.
Neville holds his father's magic wand, and his performance in some areas is terrifying.
For example, he never made any mistakes in the actual operation of Defense Against the Dark Arts. He succeeded once and again against Boggart, and the effect was amazing;
In DA lessons, Neville's learning speed exceeds 99% of the friends, and Patronus can be disarmed, unconscious and wailing in succession.
Thinking from this perspective, it can not only explain Neville's magical talent that sometimes works, but also make Battle of the Department of Mysteries from Neville's perspective even more eye-catching.
It is estimated that Neville himself is also very strange. Facing a surging group of Death Eater, he who usually can't do anything suddenly disappeared, replaced by the surging power of the wand.
Because the wand contains the will of Legendary Auror——Frank·Longbottom.
"I... it's too late!"
After a while, Neville ran out of Hope Cottage. He had made up his mind to buy a wand for himself, but now Hogwarts Express had set off. Even if he applied to leave school now, it would be impossible to make it.
"Or, just right."
Sean didn't know when an application form appeared in his hand. He shook his wrist and the form dropped down. It clearly said:
[Dear Mr. Green:
I think I have agreed to help Longbottom apply to leave school and let that guy come back soon.
I'm so honored that that kid has a friend like you. If you change your mind and want to come to Longbottom family to spend this Christmas, please be sure to contact me in time.
——Your loyal: Augu Sta·Longbottom]
"Hurry up."
Sean blinked, and the sound disappeared in the snow-covered castle of Hogwarts.