Harry Potter’s Strongest Senior

There was a commotion under the altar, and Kevin asked two groups of people to stand on both sides. Sean looked at the uncoordinated atmosphere and secretly thought something was wrong.

"It's not going to be a fight."

"Kevin, what are you doing? Divide the tribe, stir up conflicts, and violate the ancestral precepts?" Yawen buckled down a few hats.

But Kevin's expression remained unchanged. He said to the clansmen under the altar, "For five thousand years, our elves have always been united and harmonious. There has never been any civil strife, and it still won't happen today."

The people of the tribe became quiet, listening to what Kevin said next, "The great ancestor Selwyn, we will always respect him, and I will not violate the teachings of my ancestors."

Kevin walked up to Sean and looked at him and said, "Sean Grylls is the one chosen by the ancestors. I believe in the choice of the ancestors."

Yawen looked at him strangely. He objected just now, but now he agrees again. Kevin changed the subject.

"But not now, when he can beat me, I will recognize him as our leader."

Yawen obeys the precepts of her ancestors and unconditionally believes in her ancestors. Since she is the person chosen by the ancestors, there must be something special about Sean. She believes that Sean can defeat Kevin, even though Kevin is second only to her in strength in the clan.

Just when Yawen wanted to communicate with Sean, Sean spoke first.

"I agree very much. If I don't have the strength to lead the elves, I still need time to grow up, but before that, can I go outside to grow up?"

Yawen was also afraid that Sean would be aggrieved because of the unfair treatment, but now seeing his reasonable appearance, he didn't seem to mind the conditions proposed by Kevin.

"Humans who come in according to the rules cannot go out, but now you are an exception." Kevin said.

As soon as Sean heard this, he meant that he could go out, but what Kevin said next made him difficult again.

"But he can't." Kevin said, pointing to Dumbledore, "he wants to stay here."

Dumbledore's face was a little uncomfortable, but as an old gentleman, he kept his mouth shut and didn't immediately comment on Kevin's words.

How can Sean let Dumbledore stay here, he said to Kevin righteously.

"He can't stay here. The students still need him. Don't I, as the one who drew the holy sword, have no right to do so? We came together, so we have to go together."

Dumbledore stared straight at Sean, with mixed emotions in his eyes, both gratified and touched, and he was right to bring him out this time.

Before Kevin could speak, Yawen stood by Sean's side and said for him, "Sean has agreed to your terms and has already made a concession. If he follows the ancestral teachings, he can give us orders now."

"But he didn't." Alwen looked at Sean and continued, "His request is not too much."

Kevin was silent for a while, and finally agreed to let Dumbledore go out too, but Dumbledore's memory of this period must be erased.

"I accept." Dumbledore readily accepted the terms.

Two days later, Sean, Dumbledore, and Linda sat at the table where the three met for the first time in a pizza shop in the town.

"My injury has healed?" Dumbledore felt the magic power in his body. Ogadis's magic power had been removed, and he had returned to normal, but he forgot how healed his injury was.

"Professor, your old friend Yawen took you to the elf village for healing three days ago. In order to hide the location of the village, you promised to erase this memory when sending you out," Sean said.

"This is the rule of the clan. Humans have to leave after entering, but my aunt let you out." Linda said.

"It's come out,

I have been waiting here for three days. "Sean said with a sincere expression.

Dumbledore was the only one whose memory was erased. In order to conceal the matter of the Holy Sword, Sean and Alvin made up a lie to Dumbledore.

Sean didn't bring out the holy sword, it was too eye-catching, it's better not to hold the hot potato at hand.

Although he didn't bring the holy sword, Yawen gave him another thing, a three-hole bone flute the size of a palm. When he needed her help, he only needed to blow the bone flute, and she would appear.

Xiao En thought to himself, this is probably a very advanced space item, but unfortunately it can only be used once.

"Awen, I have to thank her," said Dumbledore.

"Professor, thank you very much." Sean said.

"Really?" Dumbledore had no impression, but his injuries were indeed healed. He must have been to the elves.

Old Deng is a genius, if he was forced to delete his memory, he would feel something strange based on his attainments in Legilimency, but this is the memory he cooperated with the elves to delete it on his own initiative, and even he himself did not Feel a sense of disobedience.

And his purpose is only to heal his injuries. As for whether he has any memory of the elf village, it doesn't matter anymore. After his injuries are healed, he must return to England immediately.

The Christmas holiday was not over yet, and Harry and Ron were bored watching the goose-feather snowflakes falling in the sky on the Astronomy Tower.

"Sean is not at school suddenly, and Professor Dumbledore is gone, where will they go?" Harry murmured looking into the distance.

"Who knows? Sean's treatment is different from ours. The headmaster values ​​him so much, maybe he took him on a holiday trip." Ron guessed wildly.

Life in school was boring and comfortable, which made Harry and Ron lose their enthusiasm. In the past two days, Harry took Ron to the utility room at the corner of the third floor. There was indeed nothing but sundries in it.

But Harry insisted that there were secrets in this room, but he had no clues, and Sean had been there in the middle of the night, so he must know something, so Harry wanted to wait for Sean to come back and ask him about it.

Suddenly, two people appeared on the lawn under the Astronomical Tower with the distortion of space. It was Dumbledore who used Apparition to bring Sean back from London Airport.

Harry suddenly saw the two people appearing on the snow, and patted Ron on the back vigorously, "Ron, Ron, look who is that?"

"It's the principal and Sean." Ron poked his head out and looked down the tower.

Professor McGonagall also knew that Dumbledore had returned to school, and she quickly called Snape to the principal's office.

"Professor, are your injuries healed?" Professor McGonagall saw that Dumbledore's expression was much better than before he left.

"With the help of elf friends, it has been cured." Dumbledore said.

"That's great." Professor McGonagall said with a sigh of relief.

Although Snape didn't speak, his worried expression eased, but he brought bad news as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Professor, Nicolas is dead, and the castle where he lived in seclusion is in ruins. I guess it was Haierbo who did it."

Dumbledore's face remained unchanged. The old friend had already prepared himself for death. Dumbledore felt sorry for his death. Nick could live for a few more years.

"It really hurt Nicolas." Sean was worried that Voldemort would go to the maker of the Sorcerer's Stone after being deceived by the fake Sorcerer's Stone.

In a pharmacy in Knockturn Alley, Hai Erbo under the black robe said to a slovenly homeless man bound by the curse.

"It's not that easy to want to die. Let me see if your memory is completely deleted, Nicolas."

The slovenly tramp named Nicole May looked at Hai Erbo with dilated pupils of horror. The owner of this body was killed by Hai Erbo with a killing curse under a flyover in the suburbs of London not long ago.

This body was used as a container, and a new soul was infused into it. Nicole May, whose body was smashed into a pulp, was now locked in this body.