Oliver Wood

For Pure-blood wizards, marriage alliances naturally had to be with other Pure-bloods.

Thus, throughout history, the twenty-eight Pure-blood families had frequently intermarried, leaving many of them with more or less some degree of kinship. The Bulstrode family was naturally no exception.

Oliver Wood came from the Flitwick family, one of the twenty-eight Pure-blood families. Oliver's father was the current head of the Flitwick family and Millicent's mother's older brother, while Oliver's mother had originally been born into the Bulstrode family and was Yad and Borel's older sister.

In other words, Oliver and Millicent were very closely related by blood—barely any different from actual siblings. This was why Oliver had looked after Millicent since childhood. Aside from her grandfather and parents, Millicent feared this cousin most, because he had her parents' permission to punish her—and he truly did not hold back.

Sean naturally knew nothing about Oliver and Millicent's relationship. Besides, even if he had known, he had no time to care about it now.

After his attack on Millicent just now, the panel had once again judged that he had won the Duel against his opponent.

Duel victory. Randomly drawing one ability from the Duel opponent.

Drawing...

Drawing complete. Obtained: Thorn Curse

Sean had once again acquired the Dark Curse Millicent had learned—the Thorn Curse. At the same time, the LV0 behind the Thorn Curse entry on the panel officially became LV1, and all the relevant information about this minor Dark Curse, as well as the knowledge appropriate to LV1, surfaced in Sean's mind.

So drawing a spell he already possessed could raise its level!

Just as Sean was rejoicing over this new discovery following the panel's upgrade, a figure suddenly landed in front of him.

"Hello, my name is Oliver—Oliver Wood. You can call me Oliver directly. Also, in terms of blood relations, my mother is your father's older sister, which makes her your aunt. Strictly speaking, the two of us are cousins."

Sean raised his head and looked at Oliver standing beside him.

He was an exceptionally handsome man, with sharply defined features and slightly curly hair the color of gold.

He was also a rather forceful person. Though he smiled as he spoke, his eyes remained fixed on Sean's like a hawk watching its prey. Anyone with a weaker disposition would have been unable to resist looking away, immediately losing ground in presence.

After giving him a brief once-over, Sean looked at Oliver and said with a smile, "My name is Sean—Sean Bulstrode. Do you need me to call you cousin?"

Oliver frowned slightly, clearly not entirely pleased by the form of address. Looking at Sean, he said bluntly, "As brothers by blood, I have always believed that we should not come into conflict. For instance, the Pure White Pocket Watch in your hand was originally intended for Millicent. Perhaps some accident led to it ending up with you, but for the unity between brothers of the same blood, please hand over the Pure White Pocket Watch and return it to Millicent!"

"Sure, no problem!" As he spoke, Sean took the Pure White Pocket Watch from his person and placed it on the table to his right. Millicent, standing at the doorway, stared at it with burning eagerness and could not help stepping forward, reaching out to take it. But before she could touch the Pure White Pocket Watch, Sean continued, "However, this was a gift from Grandfather, after all. So by rights, Grandfather must approve it first. As long as Grandfather says it's fine, I can hand this Pure White Pocket Watch over to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Millicent's hand stopped short of the Pure White Pocket Watch.

Millicent looked at Oliver, who had seized her wrist, her face full of confusion. In her view, everything Sean had said was nonsense. She only needed to get the Pure White Pocket Watch into her hands; the rest could be discussed later. Surely her grandfather would not do anything to her.

Oliver naturally noticed the confusion on Millicent's face, but he did not explain. Instead, he continued speaking to Sean. "Sean, this is already yours, isn't it? Who you give it to should be your own decision, shouldn't it?"

"You're absolutely right! As long as Grandfather permits it, I'll give the Pure White Pocket Watch to you."

"Sean, you..."

Before Oliver could finish, he saw Sean looking at him with a beaming smile, repeating like a parrot, "As long as Grandfather permits it, I'll hand the Pure White Pocket Watch over to you immediately!"

The expression on Oliver's face finally darkened. He now understood that Sean was no naive youngster. Perhaps it was the Bulstrode family bloodline, or perhaps it was the influence of that Squib uncle, but this cousin Sean of his was even more Pure-blood than the heirs of some Pure-blood families—an extremely difficult person to deal with.

If only Sean's father were not a Squib. In that case, Oliver would certainly have chosen to befriend him. Unfortunately, both of Sean's parents were Squibs, so he could never become the Bulstrode family's heir. With that, coupled with what had happened today, they could only become enemies.

After signaling Millicent, Oliver gave a faint nod and said to Sean, "I understand what you mean. I hope you enjoy your time at Hogwarts from now on."

There was no doubt that Oliver's words were a threat.

But Sean was not about to fear him over that. Leaving aside the fact that someone whose parents were both Squibs was basically unable to enter Slytherin, even if the Bulstrode family bloodline gave him the qualifications to enter Slytherin, he only had to firmly refuse to join it, just like everyone else.

Based on what Sean knew of the Sorting Hat from his previous life, the thing was actually quite easy to reason with.

As a Prefect, Oliver naturally could not openly violate Hogwarts discipline. Moreover, he had already seen the Prefects of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff hurrying over, making it even more impossible for him to use any underhanded methods.

Millicent was unwilling, of course, but she was not truly stupid. Seeing Oliver leave with his people, she followed him out of the compartment. Yet as she stepped out, she shot Sean a vicious glare before turning away.

Seeing that there was nothing more to watch, the others gradually left as well.

The compartment returned to silence. Sean stretched lazily and lowered his head to continue reading.

In truth, if the Pure White Pocket Watch had merely been an ordinary magical item, Sean would not have minded handing it over in exchange for peaceful studies at Hogwarts. But this magical item was far from ordinary. At a critical moment, it could even save his life. Naturally, he could not possibly give up something like that.

Pure White Pocket Watch: Magical item. When the user suffers a fatal injury, they may actively reverse the damage, restoring the owner's body to the state it was in before the injury. Once every seven days.

Activate the timed function by pressing the button on the pocket watch, allowing the user's physical condition to return to the state it was in when the timer was set. Once per day.

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