Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 8: My name is Harry and his name is Neville

"Oh? I would like to hear more about it." Sean showed an expression of interest.

Ollivander sighed: "This dragon heartstring came from a Hungarian Horntail. At that time, I was meeting an old friend of the McFasty clan. That violent and terrifying guy was on the other side of the island. It took only ten minutes for him to kill several black dragons from the Hebrides. My God, that is the most violent dragon I have ever seen."

He seemed to be recalling that scene, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

Ollivander wrapped up the wand swiftly, and said softly, "Mr. Wallop, I hope you can make good use of this wand."

"Of course, sir."

The silver-haired **** the side stretched out her hand expressionlessly: "Seven Galleons of sincerity."

Sean showed an elegant smile, and passed Garen over: "Thank you for your recommendation, may I ask, are you also a freshman at Hogwarts?"

The girl sat back on the bench and said flatly, "I'm in the third grade."

Well, it seems that he is younger than him... Xiao En nodded with a smile on his face, and said, "Please give me more advice after school starts.", and walked out of the store.

A little embarrassing...

Waiting for Wallop and his son to leave, Ollivander looked at the girl and said softly, "He would be suitable for that wand."

The girl opened the old book again, she adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, and said in a flat tone, "It can be seen that he is personable, gentle and polite, but the violence in his bones will show signs no matter how well suppressed it is, and I just happen to be able to see these things easily."

Ollivander's face became a little serious: "No wonder, no wonder, that wand is very similar to that child."

The girl turned a page and seemed not to pay attention to the conversation at all: "Anyway, grandfather, you are only responsible for finding the real owner for the wand. After that, whether he will become a real nobleman or a thug in a dress. These have nothing to do with the wand, and have nothing to do with Ollivander."

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After leaving Ollivander's staff shop, Sean chose Madam Malkin's robe shop as his next destination.

Madam Malkin is a dumpy witch with a big smile and a purple robe.

"Freshman? My dear, do you want to buy a uniform?" Mrs. Malkin looked very enthusiastic.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Hogwarts or Nurmengard?"

"Hogwarts."

"Come on, come on, we have a lot here, and there happen to be two young people trying on clothes."

Walking into the room, a skinny boy was standing on a footstool, and a witch was measuring him with a pin.

The boy has a handsome greasy hair, a pair of round eyes, and a pair of emerald green eyes under the lens. He is talking to a boy with a round face next to him.

"Neville, are you really not considering buying a broomstick?"

The round-faced boy looked honest and honest, tall, and had already put on a neat robe.

"Harry, as I said, I'm not good at broomsticks, and first-year students are not allowed to bring broomsticks." Neville persuaded honestly.

"Then sneak it there, my dad said, Gryffindor hasn't won the championship for many years, maybe they are willing to accept a first-year Seeker with outstanding talent?"

Harry and Neville? Sean froze for a moment, such a big change? Or, are these not the two in my memory?

The two inside also noticed Sean.

"Hi."

"Hi." Sean stood on the footstool.

Harry raised his arm so that the pin could continue to measure, and turned his head. "Freshman? Which school?"

"Hogwarts, what about you?"

Harry's tone suddenly became more enthusiastic: "I am also a freshman at Hogwarts, my name is Harry, Harry Potter, and that is Neville Longbottom."

Sitting Neville also greeted him.

I didn't run away...

"Sean Wallup, nice to meet you."

"Are you all from wizard families?" Sean now has a strong interest in the two.

"Yes, Neville and I, our whole family are wizards." Harry smiled kindly.

It seems that Voldemort may not have risen at all... It's normal to think about it. The two most powerful old men in the contemporary era are both alive and well, and Grindelwald is not only not weaker than Dumbledore, but his methods are too tough. No matter where Tom Riddle went to school, there is a high probability that he would not dare to stand out.

"Nice to meet you, we will be classmates in the future." Sean smiled.

"Of course, you are from a Muggle family?"

"Yes, my family has not recovered yet."

Harry muttered: "That's not bad, much better than my cousin..."

Cousin? Sean thought it was Dudley.

Harry said to himself, and then asked curiously, "You should have received two notices, right?"

"Yes," Sean nodded, "What about you?"

Harry showed a proud expression: "Our whole family graduated from Hogwarts, and Nurmengard doesn't even need to send me a notice, because I will definitely choose Hogwarts."

Sitting beside him, Neville nodded in agreement.

"Why do you say that?" Sean showed a curious expression~IndoMTL.com~Probably because Sean has chosen Hogwarts, and Harry has now regarded him as half of his classmate. Taking advantage of the gap when the measuring witch went out to get clothes, Harry whispered: "Hogwarts is the best magic school in this century. Moreover, I heard that Nurmengard used to be the research headquarters of black magic before it was rebuilt, and many wizards were imprisoned for experiments!"

Is it so hot?

Harry curled his lips, and continued: "Of course, this is not the key point. The key point is that Nurmengard has been recruiting wizards from all over the world since its establishment. I heard that Durmstrang in Germany has basically been snatched away by Nurmengard."

"Then why can Nurmengard attract so many people?"

Harry showed an expression of disgust subconsciously: "Because of Nurmengard's so-called 'elite education', tsk, chasing power crazily, those people in Nurmengard are talking about the glory of wizards, but doing evil things."

"Evil?" Sean became even more curious.

Harry cleared his throat: "I don't know the details, anyway, our Hogwarts and Nurmengard are in a state of complete competition, you just need to remember this."

"Let me see, what about the lads who want to go out alone today? If someone loses the face of his godfather because his outfit is not handsome enough, I have to consider sending a howling letter to tell the whole school that Harry Potter's favorite hobby is staring at other people's ass." A voice with a smile and a lazy tone came over.

Sean turned his head to look, and saw that it was an extremely handsome middle-aged man with slightly curly black long hair, and his chiseled facial features showed some cynicism that is rare for middle-aged people.

Harry smiled happily at the man: "No way, Sirius!"