After waiting for a while, the wooden door slowly opened, and an old woman appeared behind the door.
She is very short, with a hunched back and is not as tall as Sean. Her knuckles holding onto the wooden door are light blue, and her entire face is wrinkled. You can see veins and yellowish-brown age spots under her skin.
Bagshot squinted his eyes and looked at Harry's face, which was filled with cloudy cataracts.
"Oh! Oh! Harry!" It took her a long time to recognize the person, and then she shouted happily.
Harry nodded and said loudly: "Ms. Bagshot, this is Daisy, you saw her last year."
Bagshot looked at Daisy again, and then showed a wizened smile: "Yes, yes, little Daisy, are you okay?"
"That would be perfect...Oh, children, come on, come in, come in quickly." Her voice was like a gear rusted for decades.
Bagshot led a few people into the house. It was dark and crowded, but there was no rotten or moldy smell.
"My mother often comes over to clean the house for her and then chat with her," Harry said to Sean in a low voice.
There was only one candle flickering in the crowded lounge. It was obviously not Harry's first time here. He took the trembling candle tray and matches from Bagshot's hand and lit the candle familiarly.
"Has she forgotten her magic?" Hermione followed Sean and asked in a very low voice.
"It looks like she is too old."
The lounge finally became brighter, Sean put the cake on the coffee table and looked around.
There were a lot of things piled up here, and the wooden cabinets with peeling paint were all crooked. There were various silverware and boxes on them, and there was a basket in the corner containing ugly green fruits.
In a curved box, Sean saw something he was curious about.
There were two photos there. One photo showed a handsome young man, smiling lazily at Sean, looking like a big, unruly golden bird.
Another photo is of this young man and another young man. They are arm in arm, looking happy and intimate.
Grindelwald and Dumbledore... Sean recognized them immediately.
Grindelwald's demeanor has not changed at all, whether he is young or old, but Dumbledore, when he was young, looked proud and high-spirited, nothing like the gentle and steady old headmaster of Hogwarts.
"Ms. Bagshot, is this?" Sean picked up the photo and looked at the old lady who was enjoying the cake with Daisy's smile on her face.
Bagshot squinted her eyes and looked at it. She put down the fork in her hand and stood up tremblingly.
"My great-nephew and his best friend," she took the photo and showed a nostalgic look, "You should all know Gellert and Albus..."
Hermione's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief, while Harry whispered to Sean: "Ms. Bagshot is so confused that she can't remember who is who."
Sean nodded: "It's good to just listen to it as a story..."
Bagshot took the photo and sat back on the chair: "How long ago was that? Seventy years? Eighty years? Or even longer?"
"Do you still remember what happened back then?" Sean slowly moved to Bagshot's side calmly.
Just now, Dave sent him an idea.
"On the shelf, there's a funny brain."
When entering Godric's Hollow, Sirius mentioned that a reporter from the Daily Prophet came here recently, and Sean was only impressed by one reporter.
Now, Dave's brain scoring system issued a warning, and he reacted immediately. Sure enough, there was a beetle parked on top of the shelf.
Sean pretended to be curious and picked up a silver cup. After playing with it for a few times, he suddenly stretched out his hand and dropped the beetle into the cup.
"Sean?" His movement was a bit loud, and everyone in Harry cast doubtful glances.
"I'm not sure, sorry." He smiled apologetically.
After several people looked away, Sean covered the shelf and secretly took out a glass bottle.
The bird-snake Nadja emerged from behind him, then shrunk her body and slipped in through the gap in the silver cup. It tied the beetle that desperately wanted to flap its wings and slipped back into Sean's hand.
Sean threw the beetle directly into the glass bottle, and then firmly plugged the cork.
After finishing all this, he lazily leaned against the shelf.
Bagshot didn't react at all to this movement, and she continued to talk slowly.
"When the Dumbledores moved in, I was so impressed by the gloomy looks on Candela's and the two boys' faces that I welcomed them with a batch of cauldron-shaped cakes I made myself - no one can say no to cake.
Right? But Candela turned me away," Bagshot took a sip of the cream on his birthday cake. "But she also needs someone to talk to. I'm a good match. I wasn't as old as I am now.
Well...that poor woman, before she died, I was the only person in Godric's Hollow who could talk to her."
Candela is Dumbledore's mother.
"After her death, Albus became the pillar of the family. Because we wrote letters to him, we had a very good relationship. I still remember Albus's amazing paper published in "Transfiguration Today",
He's a genius, isn't he? Just like my great-nephew..."
Bagshot is garrulous. She is keen to recall things in the past, but she always forgets something and then thinks about it for a long time.
She talked a lot about Dumbledore's youth, and finally mentioned the summer when Dumbledore and Grindelwald met.
Hermione looked suspicious, Harry looked drowsy, and only Daisy still blinked curiously.
"...Gellert! Talented!" Bagshot sighed in an old voice, "They soon became good friends who talked about everything... They often gathered at my place at that time, and I would also follow
They talked about some magic history. Both of them were very curious about the ancient history of magic. Once, they even pestered me to tell me a lot about the legend of Haierbo..."
The despicable Helbo Sean frowned. This was probably the first famous dark wizard in history. He invented many evil black magic. It is rumored that he was the first Parseltongue and the first hatchling.
The one who gave birth to the basilisk.
Did Dumbledore and Grindelwald also study the history of Halper?
Bagshot continued: "Later, the two of them seemed to have a quarrel for some reason, and my great-nephew left with a strange expression. Not long after, the Dumbledore family also moved away... What a pity, they
The relationship was originally very good..."
There is no specific information... Sean thought with some regret.
At this time, Bagshot seemed to suddenly remember something and stood up in a hurry.