Chapter 98： another silent

Sean, who returned to the castle from the infirmary, received countless applause and cheers. Almost every Hogwarts student who saw him wanted to come up and shake his hand, and those who had already known him were eager Desperately trying to prove in front of others: Look, Sean Wallup and I are very good friends!

On the way back, Sean was probably put on the shoulders of more than 30 people. He even felt that the shoulders of his plain robe were a little shiny.

However, Sean didn't feel much complacent. The enthusiasm of the students made him a little embarrassed. After all, he didn't seem to have done anything yesterday.

He rushed to the Charms classroom, but Professor Flitwick didn't care about his lateness at all. When Sean returned the wand to Harry, Professor Flitwick even shouted aloud.

"Mr. Wallup is eager to help classmates, and Ravenclaw is a tenth!"

No other students expressed dissatisfaction, everyone smiled and nodded, thinking that this was what Sean deserved.

Even the students of Nurmengard thought so. The professor of their school was a dark wizard who tried to steal the treasures of Hogwarts, which made them unable to hold their heads up.

Many people even thought: If Riddle succeeds, we still have a little face.

As a result, the well-planned conspiracy was foiled by a first-year wizard. This huge gap has little to do with whether Riddle is a bad guy or not, but the result remains the same. The shame is still Nurmengard...

Under the warm gazes of his classmates, Sean returned to his seat with a dry smile.

As soon as she sat down, Hermione, who never deserted in class, immediately sat a little closer, and she whispered, "Sean! You actually went to face Riddle alone!"

The girl's voice became much sharper, and her shock was mixed with worry and happiness.

"Actually, I didn't do anything..." Sean replied in a low voice.

"You're too modest," Hermione sighed, "you even saved Harry's life!"

I can't explain it... Sean sighed in distress.

Grindelwald's old man is a little ill...

When the spell class was over, Harry looked excited and wanted to come over and talk to Sean, but after seeing Hermione still by his side, he hesitated for a while and gave up.

Sean knew that it was probably something like being silent. Well, there is one more point that is unclear.

It wasn't until before the dinner party that Harry found the opportunity. After seeing Sean struggling away from the enthusiastic crowd, he hurriedly pulled Sean and hid in a remote small room.

"Thank you, Harry, God, someone touched my face just now!" Sean gasped and tidied up his wrinkled robe.

"Dude, I'm afraid this situation will continue for a few days," said Harry.

Sean sighed, then looked at the other party: "Harry, how are you?"

"I'm fine! Listen, Sean, I have to thank you so much, that Crucifix..." Harry said with some fear.

"You'll be fine, it's not me..."

"Don't worry, Sean, I will never keep you silent..." Halfway through, Harry looked around, lowered his voice and said seriously, "I won't tell anyone."

"But I'm not a silent person." Sean said helplessly.

Harry said "I know it all": "Of course, you're just a first-year Ravenclaw freshman, my friend!"

Sure enough, it's not clear... Sean sighed and decided not to bring up this topic again.

People will always only believe what they want to believe.

However, Harry obviously had other requests, and his voice was even lower: "Sean, I have a plea..."

"tell me the story?"

Harry showed an embarrassed expression: "Actually, besides you, I have seen other silent people..."

"Other silent ones?" Sean frowned. He originally thought that the news about the silent ones was told by Dumbledore or 'Dumbledore', but now it seems that Harry obviously has other sources of information.

The muted are not as ubiquitous as the Frober caterpillar.

It seems that it is not safe enough here. Harry led Sean to a more secluded place. In the small room, Harry finally uttered his plea.

"Can you tell me a little trick on how to control Silence? It doesn't have to be too much, or in other words, the method of suppressing Silence can also be used? Of course, if you have something to hide, I also understand very well!" He looked embarrassed , apparently, Harry thought, to ask such a secret would be an excessive request.

"Why do you need this?" Sean wondered.

Could it be that he mentioned before that his sister's strange illness was silently?

Harry's expression became sad and heavy, his throat twitched, and he said softly, "Do you remember when I said that my sister Daisy has a strange disease?"

"She is the silent one?" Sean asked in surprise.

Harry nodded bitterly.

This is unreasonable... Sean frowned.

Silently formed in very specific circumstances: trauma associated with the use of magic, an inner hatred of one's own magic and a conscious attempt to suppress it.

It was not clear to him before that this was the exact explanation he had heard from Dumbledore.

And Harry's family is happy, and his sister Daisy may be favored more than him. The Potters are both enlightened wizards, with two children and a godfather who is lawless and arrogant. In this environment, Daisy should not be a silent person.

Harry explained: "In fact, the silence came later, because of Daisy's strange illness."

He bit his lip: "Strange disease, it's just a way of saying... In fact, Daisy was cursed..."

Looking at Harry, who was short of breath and fierce in his eyes Sean's heart also became heavy.

"My parents didn't want to tell me too much, but I still got some news, it was a blood curse..."

Blood curse? ! Sean's eyes widened, Daisy is a blood-cursed orc? !

"This is the thing my parents have always blamed the most. They don't know which..." Harry gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly, "What beast actually cursed a little girl!"

"I'm sorry to hear that, Harry..." Sean whispered.

Harry shook his head: "The blood curse was not discovered until Daisy was seven years old. Because she had been exposed to magic since she was a child, she thought it was her magical ability, and she kept trying to surprise her parents..."

"It was discovered because—Daisy killed her favorite Puffy..." His tone became more and more low, "Daisy finally knew that it was not a wonderful magic, but a vicious curse ."

Harry lowered his head: "She confuses that curse with her own magic, after all, she's just a seven-year-old girl... Daisy began to hate her abilities, but the blood curse still makes her change form from time to time, she I hated that, so I tried my best to suppress my magic, and we tried to make her relax a little bit, but silently was born..."

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