Dumbledore's kind eyes became deeper.
He had already expected such an answer, but he still felt a little emotional.
He often asked himself, what kind of education should they give such talented little wizards?
But when he asked this question, he was already blinded by arrogance.
Old people are foolish and forgetful when they underestimate young people.
He stared at the little wizard's blood-stained sword, tired eyes and tattered robes.
"Oh, do you want to stay for tea?"
Dumbledore smiled slightly.
"No, principal."
Sean slipped away decisively.
I thought the principal would ask me many questions...
"Child, when you fight monsters, be careful not to become a monster."
Before leaving, Headmaster Dumbledore's meaningful words floated out from Headmaster's office.
The corridor was quiet and filled with moonlight.
Hogwarts Castle fell into a deep sleep.
I don't know how long it took, but the sky in the distance turned gray and white, and a thin mist enveloped Scotland Highlands like a veil.
Dumbledore sat in front of the window sill, the bubbling kettle boiling round after round.
"Albus, it's time for you to rest."
Inside Headmaster's office, a portrait of a witch with long silver curly hair said softly.
"Headmistress Derwent, we should be more tolerant, right?"
Dumbledore spoke in a deep tone.
After all, he didn't ask anything, because such trust is the greatest tolerance.
"The kid pulled out Sword of Gryffindor, you and I both know, Albus.
It was always responsive and promptly there to help identified successors."
The witch portrait said slowly, his eyes full of admiration,
"What's more important than this is, Headmaster Dumbledore, that is an amazing child. His sword is not raised for himself."
When Dumbledore closed his eyes, the melodious bell of Hogwarts rang, indicating that it was breakfast time.
Great Hall is once again filled with the owl that came to deliver the letter.
When Sean sat down, there were three little wizards with dark circles around their eyes.
Justin glanced at them in surprise.
For a lot of the time that followed, the three of them were out of shape.
They think they have come into contact with the truth of the matter.
Headmaster Dumbledore is planning something as always, and Hogwarts is facing danger again.
This danger comes from a terrifying Basilisk, and people who are looked directly at it may even die.
When it comes to fighting, they think they can't be of much help.
So the three of them spent the whole night searching for the weakness of Basilisk, but so far they have found nothing.
Inquiring about Sean?
If Sean knew, he wouldn't be so "embarrassed".
The three of them occasionally took a peek at Sean, where the little wizard was reading a popular science book on unique creatures.
It seems like they are looking for the weakness of Basilisk.
This makes them feel more pressed for time.
And what about Sean?
He was just studying Basilisk Cookie Ritual.
After solving Basilisk, he started to solve the diary.
Tom's Dark Arts is certainly advanced, but Sean has Harry that can cause special attacks.
What he has to do is very simple, tell Harry the news in the diary in his dream.
Next, all you have to do is listen to the screams of Tom.
With this thought in mind, Sean glanced at the Gryffindor long table.
Ginny's face turned red, and it seemed that Tom did not regain his strength quickly.
So the next two days were very peaceful.
Sean always goes to Chamber of Secrets to gain some intimacy, but Tom, who is supposed to control Basilisk, has been motionless recently.
The only ones who are worried may be Harry who are all out of shape.
"Did you notice anything today? My muscles are all stiff."
Great Hall, Ron groaned and lay on the table,
"Filch asked me to rub that Quidditch Cup fourteen times before I was satisfied.
Later, when I was wiping a medal of 'Special Award for Services to the School', I accidentally dropped it on the ground...Filch asked me to wipe it twenty times again!"
Harry and Hermione shook their heads at the same time, their faces full of sorrow.
They even thought about going with Sean to face Basilisk, which was better than staying here in fear.
Sean would disappear early in Hope Cottage many nights, and the three of Harry could only watch him leave with worry and anticipation.
Just like that, October came, and the damp cold air filled the grounds and penetrated into the castle.
A cold suddenly broke out among teachers and students, leaving the school doctor Madam Pomfrey in a hurry.
Her Pepperup Potion has an immediate effect, but people who drink this potion will have smoke coming out of their ears for several hours.
Ginny·Weasley has been feeling sick recently, and Percy forced her to drink some Pepperup Potion. As a result, streams of steam came out from under her bright red hair, and her whole head felt like it was on fire.
Raindrops as big as bullets pitter-pattered on the windows of the castle, and they didn't stop for several days. The lake water rose, and there was a muddy flow in the flower beds. The Pumpkins planted by Hagrid each swelled to the size of a flower shed.
And it was also when Ginny was in a daze that Sean's closeness to Basilisk reached [closeness].
Now, he only lacks some ceremonial preparations.
But the books about the creations of Dark Arts are all sealed, so it is difficult for ordinary wizards to access them - most of them are in Restricted Section.
Unfortunately, Sean happens to have approval slips... lots of approval slips.
"The signature is not important, as long as it can remain unchanged for a period of time, Lockhart will sign it."
Justin summed it up like this.
Also just now, the light on the surface of Void Talisman disappeared in a flash.
Sean felt a little surprised.
Tom, Ginny, Harry...
It looks like they'll bump into each other soon at Chamber of Secrets.
As for the missing Basilisk, Sean will knock it out and transfer it to Forbidden Forest.
In other words, Harry will face the defenseless Tom...
Thinking of this,
Sean The corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Not far from him are the evil-minded Roger and Toya.
"Will it work, Roger?"
Toya completely feels the pain of Roger.
Gryffindor, Slytherin and Hufflepuff Quidditch Team regard them as the most powerful rivals and train frantically all day long while guarding against their secret weapons.
They practiced a hundred tactics to restrain Seeker named Green, but Toya didn't know that Ravenclaw's secret weapon was so secret that Ravenclaw Quidditch Team didn't even know he had it.
"Yes."
Roger said.
He has found the trick, the key lies in the portrait - yes, the portrait named Sir Cadogan will guide them to welcome back the pride of Ravenclaw.
It was still pouring rain outside the window, and the sky slowly turned dark like ink.
Threads of mist rise just above Ravenclaw Tower.
Looks like a night suitable for dreaming.