August Rookwood, one of the Death Eaters, currently, no, formerly worked in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic.
Of course, Sean knew about Rookwood, who was considered one of the fanatical Death Eaters. However, because his brain was not very good, Sean did not give him the Dark Mark that could directly contact him like Barty Jr. and Bella did.
, he can be classified as one of Barty Jr.’s internal correspondents in the Ministry of Magic.
When Barty Jr. lost contact, Sean had already acquiesced that Luke Wood had been arrested or defected.
However, it is worthy of further study that a former employee of the Ministry of Magic would attack Muggles, especially when he did not give any orders.
Sean kept his expression calm and glanced at little Aiken indifferently.
"Please."
Little Aiken licked his lips and his eyes flashed: "Wait until I come back."
Then he left the auditorium directly.
Sean still kept an indifferent expression on his face, and just glanced at the arrogant Umbridge as he walked out of the auditorium.
When we walked to the corner, a thin bird snake walked back from the school gate, got into Sean's sleeve and screamed softly.
"I understand, thank you for your hard work, little Nadja." Sean smiled and touched the bird snake that was asking for praise, and fed the other person's favorite hard-shelled beetle.
Then, he sighed with regret.
"I thought I had some tricks up my sleeve, but now I've revealed my fault... It's boring..."
Sean left here quickly.
…
After the afternoon classes ended, the students hurried to the auditorium. Among the rules set by Umbridge, failure to eat on time would also be punished.
In the bathroom on the third floor, Jollison, who had a conflict with Osman that day, was cleaning with a gloomy look.
There was a faint white mark on his exposed left arm, which was a souvenir of his back-talk with Umbridge a few days ago.
Suddenly, there were footsteps behind him. Jollison turned around and was surprised to find that Sean was waving his wand, and smooth household spells emerged from the tip of his wand, quickly cleaning other places.
"Sean..."
Sean smiled slightly at him: "We are at least wizards, aren't we?"
"But Umbridge won't let me use it...sigh..." Jollison sighed.
Sean let the mop clean up, walked to the other party and whispered: "Bexley, No. 19 Iris Road, by the way, the birds of paradise in your flower garden are blooming beautifully..."
The address reported by the other party made Jollison's eyes widen. That was his home, and the family he had been worried about lived there!
How did he know?! He even knew the flowers in the flower garden?
Sean blinked at him: "Actually, your home is very close to a hospital in my home, and I have to tell you that your family is fine. It's just that you haven't sent a letter back for a long time, which makes them a little anxious -
I sent someone to tell them that you have an important research course at school, so you are not free for the time being."
Jollison even threw the mop to the ground, and he grabbed Sean's hand: "Really? Sean, you, you have contacted the outside world?"
"Shh, keep your voice down. I didn't want to say it, but I think I need to make you feel at ease." Sean said with a smile.
Jollison breathed a long sigh of relief. The safety of his family was a huge rock hanging above his head. Now he could finally relax.
He said gratefully: "Man, thank you so much. I really, really don't know how to repay you..."
"It's easy, don't worry about it."
Jollison shook his hand, then looked outside again, and immediately whispered: "Thank you very much, Sean, but you'd better leave quickly. Umbridge has been trying to find ways to catch you.
Woolen cloth."
"Don't worry..." Before Sean could finish his words, there was a voice outside the bathroom.
A sweet, throat-squeezing, disgusting sound.
"Mr. Wallup." Umbridge held her hands, the excitement on her face almost uncontrollable.
"Oh, aren't you going to have dinner? Madam Investigator?" Sean raised his eyebrows.
"I think catching you foul is much more important than a dinner. Mr. Wallop, I have clearly informed all students, including you of course - students cannot act alone, and at the same time -" Umbridge scanned
The cleaning tools were still looking at their own cleaning, "This is Mr. Jollison's punishment. I also made it clear that I can't help him. This will ruin his chance of reforming. Now, Mr. Wallop, please
Come with me."
Sean shrugged and walked straight out.
Instead, Jollison stopped him with a calm expression: "Mrs. Umbridge, I asked Wallop to clean it for me because I helped him last year, so he couldn't refuse me.
"
We didn't even exchange a few words last year. Sean, who knew Jollison meant well, smiled and shook his head at him, then turned to Umbridge.
"It seems that you can realize your mistake." Umbridge looked at Sean with an uncomfortable look of satisfaction and expectation, then turned and left.
Jollison gestured to Sean, who still had white marks on his arm, and shook his head seriously.
Sean told him not to worry, and then followed him.
It didn't take long for Umbridge to bring Sean to her office. Just as Sean had imagined, the tacky and greasy dress made her uncomfortable.
Umbridge's gorgeous robe blended into the tablecloth. She took out a piece of parchment and a slender black quill with a very sharp tip and pushed it in front of Sean.
She smiled like a toad that had just swallowed a fat fly, and the tone of the little girl pinching her throat was disgusting.
"Please start, Mr. Wallop, by writing 'I, Sean Wallop, will never again violate the new rules of Hogwarts issued by Professor Dolores Jane Umbridge.'"
Sean, who was casually looking around the room, replied smoothly: "It's very long, Professor, how many times do you have to write it."
Umbridge grinned disgustingly: "Write it until you won't forget it."
"Okay." Sean smiled slightly and raised his right hand.
Umbridge looked at his ring unconsciously, and the surface of the ring turned into a dark round pupil.
…
Thirty minutes later, Sean, covering his left arm and looking ashen, walked out of Umbridge's office.
After he was completely gone, another ten minutes passed before a figure walked into the office.
It was little Aiken who had clearly left Hogwarts, and he was followed by a member of the escort team.
Umbridge saw little Aiken walking in and looked confused: "Fabian? Didn't you go to the Ministry of Magic?"
Little Aiken played with the wand in his hand and picked up a black gem hanging on the wall: "Madam, is there no resistance from Wallop?"
Umbridge frowned: "Why does he dare to resist me? You haven't said why you came back? Also, what is that in your hand..."
Her words were interrupted by a spell.
"Imperio".
The people brought by little Aiken directly controlled Umbridge with the Imperius Curse.
Only then did the black gem in his hand tremble.
"My detection gem has not been touched before, Umbridge has not been controlled, check her memory."
The Guardsman put his wand against Umbridge's temple, and the silvery memory was pulled out.
While waiting for the inspection, little Aiken squinted his eyes. The gem in his hand could detect the fluctuations of powerful black magic. Wallop did not use the Imperius Curse to control Umbridge, which was beyond his expectation. However, according to
The other party's cautious character is understandable.
Of course, he would never believe that Wallop boy would accept punishment so obediently. He had seen Umbridge's quill before.
Time passed minute by minute, until beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the guard member, and he said: "It is indeed covered with a layer of memory... His spell is very subtle, and the changes are very small."
"Show me." As he said that, little Aiken actually took out a smaller Pensieve.
The silver flakes sank into the basin, and little Aiken's head was buried.
After a moment, he raised his head, the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed at all: "It's the same as Lukewood said... Ha, I caught him..."
After that, he ordered: "Release this stupid woman, erase her memory of tonight, and then give her a psychological suggestion. Don't take the initiative to cause trouble for Wallop. Wait until Wallop breaks the rules again to catch her."
Live with him. Besides..."
After finishing speaking, the member of the escort cast a series of spells, and when Umbridge sat down in a daze, the two of them left quickly.
After a while, Umbridge woke up. She shook her head, a little confused, and then sleepiness gradually came over her.
…
On the night of the third day, Sean was led to her office by Umbridge again.
"Huh? You were caught by me again, right? Humph, it seems that the lesson I taught you last time was not enough, Mr. Wallop."
In the office, Umbridge laughed again.
Sean covered his arm with a livid face: "Professor..."
Umbridge interrupted him directly and slapped the parchment and quill on the table.
"Write!"
Sean sighed heavily. He held the quill, but did not write down for a long time.
Umbridge laughed pervertedly, and her two toad eyes bulged vigorously: "You should be glad that Fabian is not in Hogwarts, otherwise you will find out how kind I am."
"Oh? Isn't he here?" Sean's eyes narrowed.
"Of course..." Umbridge suddenly paused, and she saw Sean take out his wand.
"Imperio! (Imperio)"
A spell sounded, and the office door was pushed open.
Heavily armed escorts and Auror members rushed in, followed by little Aiken.
"Wallup, you still can't calm down..." Little Aiken licked his lips and clapped his hands and walked in, holding the black gem in one of his hands.
He was so happy that he even thought Umbridge's office was so cute, and the vulgar incense seemed upscale.
Then, his smile stopped abruptly.
In the office, all the members of the Guards had their wands pointed at Umbridge, and the pink toad was trembling, and there was green smoke coming out of the tip of the wand in her hand - this was a sign that a powerful spell had just been cast.
Little Aiken turned his head suddenly and saw Sean hiding behind the chair with an innocent look on his face. There was a trace of a curse exploding at his feet.
"Oh my God, you finally came to save me. Umbridge went crazy just now, and she actually cast the Unforgivable Curse on me!"
Little Aiken's face trembled.
"Get her first!" an Auror shouted.
The stun spell flew out, and Umbridge didn't even dare to resist. She dropped her wand and watched in horror as the spell hit herself and passed out.
An Auror from the British Ministry of Magic looked at little Aiken with a gloomy face: "Mr. Aiken, you informed us that there is a dark wizard here. Did you say his name is Sean Wallop?"
Sean spread his hands in cooperation and even handed over his wand.
"I don't mind using the flashback spell to check on me."
Little Aiken's face gradually turned pale, and his eyes became increasingly gloomy, but he still smiled coldly.
"It's just internal strife. You Aurors should have already interrogated Rookwood. I also have enough sources..." As he said that, he grinned at Sean.
Sean's expression tightened and he unconsciously covered his left arm.
Little Aiken finally opened his fangs: "Death Eaters... the Death Eaters' Dark Mark is engraved on their arms, and - it cannot be hidden!"
Sean's face turned completely gloomy.
The dozen or so escorts present looked at each other and the Auror, and slowly surrounded them.
"Wallup, I suggest—don't resist."
Sean's chest was heaving violently, and little Aiken's smile was getting stronger.
Just when he was extremely proud and felt that he was about to get revenge, he suddenly saw the expression on Sean's face change.
A bad premonition suddenly arose in little Aiken's heart.
Sean quickly pulled open his sleeves, exposing both arms.
The muscles are smooth, smooth and white, except for a line of faint white marks on his left arm.
Sean gestured to little Aiken: "You should know where this came from, right? You don't want to say it's the Dark Mark, do you?"
Little Aiken looked at Sean in disbelief, but only saw a disdainful smile.
"No, that's not right! He must have used some method to hide it, I want to check!" Little Aiken shouted like crazy.
Sean's readily agreed but made him even more desperate.
The spell and potion worked together, and there was no change in Sean's arm.
The leading Auror had already looked at little Aiken with cold eyes: "Mr. Aiken, it is also illegal to slander a wizard like this..."
Little Aiken gritted his teeth. In order to completely prevent Sean from turning over, he specially found a British Auror today - the other party was not in the same line as the escort team.
At this time, the leader of the escort stood up and glanced at little Aiken, and said slowly: "I believe Mr. Aiken will not talk nonsense, so, please Mr. Wallop to cooperate with us to stay here for a while - Aiken
Sir, you said you have evidence."
This is not asking little Aiken to go back and look for evidence. This is asking him to run away now.
Everyone present understood this truth. The British Auror hesitated for a while, but finally said nothing.
Little Aiken snorted heavily and strode out of the office.
Sean found a chair, sat down and spread his hands: "How long will it take?"
"Just wait until he comes back. If he doesn't come back, Mr. Wallop, you will naturally be innocent."
"no problem."
…
There was no one in the sleepy corridors of Hogwarts. Only the heavy footsteps of little Aiken kept echoing. He was gritting his teeth and almost tearing Sean to pieces in his heart.
Just after walking through a gloomy corner, he felt as if all his strength had been drained out of his body for an instant, and then he collapsed to the ground.
A familiar smiling face slowly emerged from the shadows, and little Aiken's pupils trembled.
"You don't really think you can run, do you?" Sean showed his white teeth in the dark.