Seeing Sean suddenly appear to catch the falling Stephanie, the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Hermione quickly approached on her broomstick, her voice muffled by the wind: "Stephanie said you might be in trouble, but she suddenly lost consciousness and fell. Fortunately, you came over...what happened?"

Already?"

Sean looked at Stephanie, who had her eyes closed in her arms and looked in pain, and frowned: "I'm not in danger, she may have encountered something that is not easy to describe - let's go, leave first."

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In the bedroom, Sean made an excuse to let everyone else out. Only he and the unconscious Stephanie were left in the room.

The silver-haired girl has not woken up during this period of time. The expression on her face is sometimes painful and sometimes solemn, as if she has fallen into a terrible danger in a dream.

Sean was originally surprised as to why the silver mist suddenly broke away from the rune circle and did not turn into a destructive existence. Only now did he understand.

She must have allowed the silver mist to exist for too long when she woke up, and the silver mist was related to the crime of [lust]. As the host, Stephanie naturally noticed the unusual movement.

But she didn't know the real situation, and thought that Sean was in danger. Although she was cautious enough, the distance between her and the silver mist became closer, which caused a certain original attraction of [Lust] to become stronger.

The silver mist broke free and presumably entered Stephanie's body.

Sean tried some methods, but the silver-haired girl was still unconscious.

"No, the [lust] in Stephanie's body may have changed in some way that I don't know. This may cause problems with her own soul..."

Sean frowned, and when he stood up, the chair behind him suddenly slid to the wall, making a heavy sound.

Several people outside the door vaguely heard the movement inside the house, and their faces also looked worried.

After waiting for a moment, they saw Sean open the door and come out.

"How's it going? Do you want to go to St. Mungo's?" Charlotte looked serious.

Although I don't know exactly what happened, it seems like it's not a minor problem.

Sean shook his head. There were too many secrets in guilt hosts like him and Stephanie to go to a magic hospital. What's more, St. Mungo's couldn't cure such problems related to the soul and guilt.

But the current situation cannot be dragged on, because Sean knows very well that when entering the soul world for the first time, the host can easily be infected by guilt, whether it is bewitched by words or attracted by power.

He had a half-baked approach, but needed something.

Thinking of this, Sean immediately said: "Give me a day, you take these children and continue our planned trip, I want to take Stephanie back."

"Where to go?"

"Ollivander's Wand Shop."

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"Oh - welcome - oh, it's you, child." There was a little surprise in Mr. Ollivander's ethereal voice.

Sean, who had no time for small talk, immediately clarified his purpose: "Mr. Ollivander, I'm going to take a look at Stephanie's room. At the same time, I hope you can tell me where she might hide things——"

Mr. Ollivander was a little surprised and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after noticing Sean's expression, his expression changed and he immediately led Sean to the back of the wand shop.

At the door of Stephanie's room, Mr. Ollivander stopped. He did not ask Sean what happened, but gave Sean's arm a solemn look.

"The kid's in trouble now, isn't he?"

Sean nodded seriously.

"...Then it's up to you, Mr. Wallop. Besides, Stephanie doesn't like to go out. She occasionally goes to No. 18 Knockturn Alley, which is a small shop that resells antiques. Counterfeit goods and dangerous goods are the mainstream goods there.

, but Stephanie likes to go there and walk around, hoping to encounter things with real historical traces."

"I see."

Mr. Ollivander didn't say much, and just walked down the stairs tremblingly.

Sean pushed open the girl's bedroom door. The decoration inside was completely different from the small room in the Room of Requirement.

Books, full of books, from the brand-new "Witches' Code of Victory", "Wizard Weekly Valentine's Day Special Edition", to "Darkness and Power" with obvious yellowing pages, "Hundred Ancient Origins of Magic", and even

Some weird books that should be in the restricted area of ​​Hogwarts, such as "Dark Arts and Curses" with a pale female arm stretched out on the cover.

The small room was almost filled with all kinds of books.

There was only something else on the small single bedside. A magic photo of Sean was placed on the bedside table, with the handsome young man showing a gentle smile in it.

Sean didn't look much and started rummaging around the room.

Stephanie was a bit sloppier than Sean imagined, with her changed underwear tucked under a few books, and her white socks just thrown at the end of the bed.

However, Sean didn't have the heart to look at these things right now. He quickly looked for what he needed.

However, after searching around a lot, I still couldn't find it.

Sean quickly left again and arrived at No. 18 Knockturn Alley.

The owner of this antique selling shop was a wizened old lady, who stared at Sean with malicious eyes as soon as he walked in.

There is no grace or etiquette to talk about with the shopkeepers in Knockturn Alley, and the pass here is not polite either.

A bag was thrown on the bar in front of the old lady, making a heavy and pleasant sound of gold coins colliding.

"Stephanie Ollivander, what was she interested in during this time? What did she buy? Did she leave anything behind?"

The old lady opened the bag and took a look, her eyes were even a little dizzy.

She rubbed her hands and showed a malicious smile.

"Oh, oh, that beautiful little girl..."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Sean waved his wand expressionlessly, and an antique vase placed in the store suddenly began to spontaneously ignite strangely.

"Get rid of the nonsense and your petty thinking and answer my questions."

The old woman laughed dryly: "She, she is interested in many things, but she usually doesn't buy things from me... However, she borrowed a real treasure from me last time..."

"explain."

The old woman hesitated for a moment and decided to be a good person this time.

"Psieve, I have a pensieve. She borrowed it from me for a while. I only charged a very fair price."

"Take me to see that pensieve."

"Oh, oh, the Pensieve is a personal item...okay, okay."

The old woman carried a lantern and led her to the back of the shop. There was a cellar in the yard. She climbed down the ladder. Inside the cellar was a pensieve full of dust and with blood stains on the edge.

Sean stepped forward to observe and said while looking: "Has anyone used this after her?"

"That's not true..."

Sean picked up the pensieve and dropped a bag of gold galleons: "The deal is completed."

"Hey, young man - young man, that's a treasure..."

Sean just looked back coldly: "The price I gave is fair enough. This is not your personal belongings, otherwise you wouldn't lend it out - Madam, greed is a good virtue, but it cannot exceed the limit."

The old woman shuddered at his cold eyes, and finally showed a smile with few teeth, holding the money bag tightly in her hands.

After getting the pensieve, Sean returned to Stephanie's room again and entered the ring with something.

Stephanie was still asleep.

Sean moved the pensieve next to her and took out a few things that Stephanie obviously used a lot.

What he has to do is very simple, which is to find some memory traces of Stephanie.

Sean knew Stephanie well, so he was convinced that this seemingly indifferent girl actually had a passionate curiosity for knowledge.

If given the chance, she would definitely try to study some knowledge about memory. However, her memory had been tampered with by Grindelwald, so her first research subject would most likely be herself.

So, Sean is going back to Ollivander's Wand Shop.

The Pensieve has some memory function. This is why it is private.

However, it is not a simple matter to find this kind of memory. It requires the person's presence, items that have been used by the person for a long time, and the pensieve itself.

This method is too troublesome. People who can do this can directly get the memory from the demand object.

However, due to the special situation of [Lust], Sean was worried that rashly touching Stephanie's memory would cause some unpredictable things to happen, so he could only use this troublesome method in circles.

Fortunately, Stephanie finally left some traces.

Needless to say, the strength of Sean's memory spell was not long after, a faint silver flake floated out from the connection between Stephanie and several items.

Sean grabbed the invisible thread of memory, held it in his mouth, and then the obscurity in his eyes began to rotate.

His forehead was pressed against the girl's cold cheek.

It's a very troublesome method, but it's the only way Sean can think of at the moment.

He wanted to personally enter Stephanie's soul world to check the situation.

This time, when Sean opened his eyes, it was no longer the empty island of his own soul.

He looked around. It was so foggy that he couldn't see clearly. He could only vaguely make out a building nearby.

Sean followed the foggy path to the building.

This is an orphanage. Look at the tattered sign above, it belongs to Germany.
To be continued...