Chapter 659: The arrogant man with a poisonous tongue and the reckless natural woman
Stephanie just looked at Sean until the latter couldn't hold it any longer, and then she said "Pfft" again.
"It's really yours, Mr. Wallop."
"To each other, Miss Ollivander."
No girl is so generous as to pick up other girls for you, it's all about seduction and fishing.
This world is really not sincere enough.
Tomorrow is a weekend day, so Sean is not going back to Hogwarts for dinner. During this period, he is invisible, but as long as he arrives on time for class, the professors don't have any objections.
Who allowed him to teleport at Hogwarts?
After enjoying a dinner with Stephanie to replenish some energy, we had another dark battle.
This is how young people eat their marrow and know their taste. Please understand.
By the next day, Stephanie basically didn't have the energy to get out of bed. Even when Sean brought breakfast, she just lazily stayed in bed and refused to move.
"Remember to eat when you wake up." After casting a warming spell on the food, Sean left the room.
No matter what happens, his exercise plan is never interrupted.
Not only do you keep practicing the mantra every day, but you also cannot give up on physical exercise.
Especially after setting such a lofty ambition - without a strong body to back you up, you don't even have the qualifications to be greedy.
On the side of Hogsmeade close to the Forbidden Forest, there are no shops except for a path covered with weeds, so there are basically no people coming and going.
Sean prefers morning jogs in a quiet environment, so this became his first choice for exercising the next day after spending the night in Hogsmeade.
In fact, the air in the early morning is not that good, but after staying indoors for a night, the humid air in the early morning seems particularly fresh. Sean doesn't care much about this. He maintains good exercise habits and calculates which time period.
The air had better be more meaningful.
However, there are a few magical animals that like to be active in the early morning, such as the Airwing and the Cat and Leopard.
This pair of enemies, who often chase each other in the ring for a long time because of a fish, like to spend most of their time in the early morning. By the way, the so-called chase is basically a cat, leopard, and air-winged bird.
When no one was around, Sean let the two little guys out of the ring.
The cat and leopard roared happily, and then rushed into the forbidden forest not far away. The king of the mountains preferred to move in this environment.
The Airwing bird lay on Sean's shoulder: "Woo~Woo~ (Where's breakfast? Where's breakfast?)"
While running, Sean grabbed the slender tail of the air-wing bird with his backhand and turned it upside down. He smiled and cursed: "I left a breakfast share for you all yesterday. I didn't watch you eat all night, so you ate two meals as one meal, right?"
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"Woo~woo~ (I can't come, maybe the pudding has stolen it.)" The stupidest air-winged bird pretends to be stupid every day.
In particular, it can be seen that pretending to be stupid all year round will lead to stupidity - of course, it is also possible to be stupid all the time, so it is particularly natural to pretend to be stupid.
"Baby--" Sean cursed with a smile and threw the Airwing into the sky. "Go find the pudding yourself. That's the Black Lake over there. You have such a long mouth for fishing."
The Airwing howled several times in dissatisfaction. In the end, laziness was overcome by the temptation of food.
It flapped its wings and went looking for pudding - whether in the forest or by the lake, the cat and leopard's hunting ability is the strongest among Sean's group of animals.
In order to eat, the Airwing will not hesitate to sell its soul to lick pudding - even if it just said something bad about pudding five minutes ago and was tricked by pudding an hour ago...
Looking at the two little guys running away, Sean chuckled, then increased his pace and increased his speed.
Don't tell me, the quality of the tonic given by Snape is really good. It can not only replenish the body's vitality after recovery from injury, but also bring back some of the deficient parts.
Isn’t this much better than the mummy powder peddled by the unscrupulous dealers in Knockturn Alley?
Facing the cool and humid morning breeze, Sean, who was in a good mood, stretched out his hands and said "Wuhu" involuntarily.
Who would have thought that a voice just happened to sound.
"Sean?"
Sean: "..."
I just came from Wuhu... I'm a bit of a social deadbeat...
He turned his head and saw the boy coming out of the side of the Forbidden Forest, with a puzzled look on his face: "Good morning, Colton, why did you come here?"
The visitor is none other than Colton Sterling.
The opponent did not come up from the path leading from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade, but came out of the Forbidden Forest.
Colton still looked expressionless. He pulled on his cloak and said calmly: "It's a weekend off today. There are too many people there and the queue will take a long time."
Sean: "..."
What a ridiculous excuse. You are an assistant coach and you don’t need to give Filch a pass.
Sean looked back suspiciously in the direction of the path connecting the castle town, then turned his head again: "Are you sure?"
"Sure." Colton nodded calmly.
By chance, a corner of a piece of parchment slipped slightly and came out.
Sean looked into the distance with a puzzled expression: "Senior Sherlock? Why are you here too?"
Colton immediately looked back.
Sean took advantage of the situation and stepped forward to pull out the parchment from his arms, and muttered: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, Nurmengaard's outstanding graduate, still not careful enough."
Colton's temple twitched, and there was obviously no Sherlock there.
He calmly turned his head, looked at Sean who was looking at the parchment, and said casually: "I always like to watch idiots have fun."
Sean nodded and responded: "Yes, yes, yes, yes, that's it, that's right - yo~"
He gave a malicious smile.
This parchment is a promotional leaflet. On it, two wizards, a man and a woman, are soaring in the sky on broomsticks.
There is also a promotional slogan below.
"The commemorative Firebolt is officially on sale! Unique color matching, created exclusively for you!"
Colton came over and took a look with an expressionless expression, as if he was seeing this flyer for the first time.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Oh, expensive toys." He said.
Sean's smile became narrower. He bumped Colton's shoulder and let out an infuriating secret laugh: "Firebolt, this is a Firebolt."
Colton glanced at him: "Aren't you not interested in Quidditch at all?"
Sean spread his hands: "I'm not interested, but I couldn't help Harry talking about it every day. He spent a lot of effort to get the Firebolt. I heard that he and Sirius went to wait for it early in the morning when it was released.
The price has increased by 20%.”
"Tsk tsk tsk -" he shook the flyer, "including pedals, stands and tree hoops. The mystery of the items made by goblins has not been completely solved, but these accessories seem to enhance the stability of the firebolt.
As well as strength in poor weather conditions, the special non-slip pedals are particularly beneficial for Quidditch players and, of course, a huge attraction for every broomstick enthusiast."
"However, although it is expensive, its output has always been low, because the goblin workers who produce its exclusive iron parts often go on strike and will go on strike to protest at any slightest provocation - so once the new Firebolt is launched,
They will be sold out immediately. In order to maintain this hot buying atmosphere, except for those ordered by international teams, the manufacturer only sells them on site, so you have to grab them all..."
Sean's malicious smile made Colton tremble uncomfortably.
"For broomstick enthusiasts, this commemorative version of the Firebolt is very popular - for example, Senior Sherlock, I remember that when we were in the staff lounge two days ago, she kept talking about this..." Xiao
En smiled even more happily. He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "I remember there will be two broomsticks for sale in the Hogsmeade broomstick shop. It opens at eight o'clock, right?"
Colton cleared his throat, took the flyer from Sean's hand, and said calmly: "My boss and I have already agreed, so I made a reservation."
"Oh~~~~" Sean deliberately prolonged the ending.
Colton had a natural look on his face and seemed to be saying something very ordinary: "I just wanted to deliberately make that stupid woman angry."
"Good guy, isn't the cost a bit high?" Sean pretended to be surprised, "The commemorative version of the Firebolt is very valuable."
Colton waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's not bad to keep it for yourself."
"You just said it was an expensive toy?"
"Sean, you are more and more in need of spanking..."
Sean chuckled and trotted out relaxedly: "Oh, I remember tomorrow is Senior Sherlock's birthday. She has been saving money for a long time just to give herself this birthday gift. You must be very angry now. Congratulations.
congratulation."
Colton paused, took a deep breath from an angle that Sean couldn't see, and then said, "Of course..."
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After a morning jog, Sean returned to Hogsmeade. As expected, he saw a furious Sherlock Hawke in the broomstick shop in the center of the town. The eldest sister was yelling loudly at the door of the shop.
"Boss! Is there something shady? We agreed to open the door at eight o'clock, but where is the commemorative Firebolt?! I'm the first one here to guard it!"
The boss with a mustache rubbed his hands with a smile and apologized: "I'm really sorry, Miss Hawke, the products I have here are originally for exhibition, and that one has been ordered long ago."
Sherlock was furious: "Then why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"You didn't even ask about this."
"I, I, I..." Sherlock smashed the window angrily and finally left with a low curse.
However, what can be clearly seen is that her steps suddenly lost a lot.
"What a sin -" Sean shook his head with emotion.
Back at the hotel, she told Stephanie what had happened to her who finally got up and sipped breakfast. The latter took a sip of pumpkin juice and wondered: "Colton obviously likes Sherlock, why does he have to do it?"
Are you going to make her angry first?"
Sean spread his hands: "I don't know either."
"Is this an expression of affection?"
"Really?" Sean thought for a moment, "Maybe they just like this feeling of bickering and torturing each other?"
Stephanie raised her spoon and tilted her head to think: "That's probably it... Do you want to intervene?"
Sean was shocked: "Why should I interfere? Just tease Colton today. I have no intention of getting involved in the matter between the two of them."
"That's right." Stephanie turned her head and took a bite of her breakfast. "You still have several relationships and you can't solve the problem."
Sean: "...You'd better have breakfast."
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"Happy birthday, Sherlock." At the birthday dinner held for Sherlock, Sean handed over a beautifully wrapped gift box.
Today's protagonist, Sherlock Hawke, has been a little absent-minded, but after receiving Sean's gift, he happily said thank you.
When I opened the gift from Sean, I found a large magic camera inside. It was naturally a very good gift for Sherlock who likes to travel everywhere.
"Wow~" Sherlock shouted in surprise, and then patted Sean's shoulder carelessly, "Thank you so much, I like this so much. But is it expensive? Haha, you are a rich man anyway, I
You're welcome."
Sean smiled and said, "Of course you're welcome, as long as you like it."
Everyone else sent gifts, including Colton.
Opening Colton's gift, inside was a top-grade broomstick maintenance set.
Obviously, this gift was also to Sherlock's liking. She snorted coldly: "Oh, it's really rare for the vicious Mr. Sterling to be so polite..."
Although she said this, her smile was obviously warmer than when she received gifts from other people.
The corners of Colton's mouth raised slightly, and then quickly disappeared.
He still had the same venomous look: "People like you who often hit trees on their broomsticks really need a maintenance kit to improve the safety of their broomsticks, lest the Daily Prophet one day report that a certain assistant teacher at Hogwarts
He accidentally fell off the broomstick and it was diagnosed as suicide.' - However, if it really happened, I would suggest that Mrs. Huo Qi add this stupid negative teaching to her future teachings."
Mrs. Hooch is the flying professor at Hogwarts.
What a poisonous mouth... Sean almost laughed out loud.
Sherlock almost flew into a rage again. She shook her fist vigorously at Colton, and after a moment she said unhappily: "I'll bite you to death... hum."
Obviously, although she received the high-end maintenance kit, she was still disappointed that she didn't get the commemorative Firebolt yesterday.
Colton rarely continued to taunt, but turned around and started eating.
There were not many people at the birthday dinner, but it was very lively. Sherlock had always been like this. He rarely stayed overnight if he was unhappy. So, even though he was disappointed, when everyone sang happy birthday to her, she still closed her eyes and nodded happily.
desire.
Colton interrupted at an inappropriate moment next to her: "Maybe you can try wishing for what you really want."
Sherlock held his hands in front of his face and rolled his eyes: "I promise you to get out of here."
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, and a man carrying a huge long package walked in.