Chapter 390: End of July
All along, Sean had no concept of his original body's family.
Were they all people without magic, or wizards in the magical world?
Walking into the tower, he was slightly curious.
The pages of the Book of Admittance had not been touched by human fingers for a thousand years since the Four Founders placed it there when the castle was completed.
Normally, except for the successive Headmasters of Hogwarts and the professors responsible for admitting students, no one else could see the Book of Admittance and the Quill of Acceptance.
Now, his small bag trembled constantly, and the pouch given by Headmaster Dumbledore ran out.
That's right, it presented the appearance of a Niffler, crawling out of the bag just like a real Niffler, taking a letter from its belly and handing it to Sean:
【I have always believed that for a wizard not to know their birthday is not a wonderful thing, which means they have one less reason to celebrate with this world】
The letter burned up a few seconds later, and at the same time, it was like some kind of permission, making the Book of Admittance, which was somewhat blurry in Sean's eyes, clear.
"Thank you."
Sean looked toward the north where the Headmaster's office was located and said.
In a distant place, past the corridors, spiral staircases, and the bubbling kettle in the Headmaster's office.
Behind the kettle, Dumbledore blinked his eyes as if he had sensed something.
Although he knew the Headmaster couldn't receive his thanks, Sean would remember this kindness.
He walked forward and carefully opened the Book of Admittance. His movements were as careful and full of anticipation as Professor Marcus Maige, who came to check the Book of Admittance every year.
He was not only looking forward to that date but also very curious about these two alchemical creations.
These were almost among the top alchemical creations at Hogwarts.
The Book of Admittance felt smooth to the touch, and the black dragon-skin cover had already peeled off a bit.
When flipping through it, time seemed to flow between his fingers. For over ten centuries, all the names that had enrolled at Hogwarts appeared on it and were flipped past.
Near the back, Sean saw his own name: Sean Green, born on July 27th.
Although there were no other records about the original body's background, the moment he saw that date, Sean felt that he and the world seemed to have more connections.
Perhaps just as Headmaster Dumbledore said, a birthday gives people one more reason to celebrate in the world.
Taking advantage of the fact that these two legendary creations hadn't become blurry yet, Sean seized the time to observe.
He saw that the feather of the Quill of Acceptance was not much different from the Diricawl feather in "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", but strangely, the Diricawl feather repelled water, and the ink bottle was empty.
Then how did it write?
Sean watched the silver-shimmering liquid slowly flowing from the tip of the pen, somewhat dazed for a moment.
"Sean—"
Haige's shout came from the doorway. Sean gently put down the book and then walked quickly toward the door.
"How was it—Headmaster Dumbledore quietly let me bring you here—"
Haige was scruffy. He wanted to pat Sean on the shoulder, but subconsciously withdrew his hand.
This was not easy; he restrained himself—so he proudly twitched his beard.
"Haige, I am very grateful."
Sean said.
"Oh, oh—no need, oh, really—grateful for this kind of thing—"
As Haige spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller.
He was a frank and righteous person, clearly having a large build, yet always sad about some small things.
Outside the tower, Sean noticed that Haige was finally much more relaxed. He no longer thought about hiding in the house, waiting for Headmaster Dumbledore to fire him.
So Sean easily made an appointment with him to meet in the Forbidden Forest in the evening.
Haige repeatedly asked Sean that since there was no more detention for them, young wizards were not allowed to night-roam in the Forbidden Forest. ===== CHAPTER 391 =====
End of Chapter
