The two hadn't seen each other for more than a month. When they met again, they discovered that they both seemed to have underestimated how much they missed each other.
This feeling doesn't seem to appear much in normal times, but when we meet again, it pops up one after another like bamboo shoots after a rain.
"A breakup is better than a newlywed, this is probably how it feels..." Sean stroked Stephanie's long hair and thought silently in his heart.
After all, they were on the street. Although no one noticed, it was not appropriate to express their thoughts on the spot. The two of them separated and smiled at each other in a tacit understanding, and then walked towards the other end of the alley.
Considering that all the shops in Hogsmeade were his classmates, Sean simply took Stephanie to the "famous attractions" in Hogsmeade.
"Screaming Shack? You seem familiar?" Along the way, Stephanie held Sean's hand tightly, walking lightly.
She didn't care at all that the two were dating or even that the more intimate behavior took place in a famous "haunted house". To her, what mattered was the people around her, and everything else could be ignored.
Sean smiled and replied: "It's not familiar, but basically no one will go there. That's a place a friend told me. There are actually no ghosts, but some interesting things happened there."
The Shrieking Shack was the place where Lupine transformed when he was in school, and was mistakenly thought to be haunted by the residents of Hogsmeade at the time - although Sean never understood it, there seemed to be very few ghosts in the wizarding world.
Aren't the castles full of ghosts?
After walking through two trails, the famous "Screaming Shack" was right in front of them.
This place is on the edge of Hogsmeade, far away from the entire town, and closer to the Forbidden Forest at the back. Not far away, there is a huge Whomping Willow swaying easily.
"It's true that there is no one -" Stephanie looked around, "This is probably an attraction? I remember seeing it once when I first came to Hogsmeade, but I lost interest after that."
"The reputation of the haunted house is definitely not much better, and there is nothing interesting here." Sean said while walking around the two sides of the house.
Soon, he found the entrance, pulled Stephanie through the railings erected by the villagers of Hogsmeade, and then walked around to the part of the house that blended into the Forbidden Forest. A broken window wrapped in vines appeared on the second floor.
in front of the two of them.
When attending gatherings at the Potter family, James and Sirius often talked about Lupin's transformation as a light-hearted joke at school. It was also from their mouths that Sean learned that there was a rag on the second floor of the Shrieking Shack.
window.
It was Sirius who broke it. After Lupine transformed into a werewolf, everyone else would transform into Animagus, then get out of the Shrieking Shack and go for a walk in the Forbidden Forest.
None of these guys follow the rules... After some slander, Sean opened the broken window on the second floor with a relaxed expression.
The two of them pushed aside the vines, opened the curtains and got in.
Looking at the dark and dusty room, Stephanie looked around curiously.
Sean took out his wand and started cleaning directly.
The curtains, furniture, and floors here are all in tatters, and claw marks left on the walls can still be seen. Very little sunlight penetrates the dilapidated roof and shines into the room, filling the room with light and dust.
"Do these claw marks look like they were left by a werewolf?" Stephanie's curiosity aroused. She let go of Sean's hand and observed it carefully.
While sealing all the doors and windows, Sean explained: "This is where Mr. Lupine transformed."
Stephanie interacted with the charity association founded by Sean's father, so she also knew that Lupine was a werewolf.
Stephanie suddenly realized: "So, this must be Professor Dumbledore's idea. No one would let a werewolf enter school except him."
The doors, windows and roof were sealed, and the room was dark. Sean flicked his wand and threw out a few magic flames, and said with a smile: "Professor Dumbledore has always been like this."
The girl turned her head and smiled at him: "Except for you, no one will accept a werewolf as the top leader of the company."
"Can I take this as your compliment to a greedy capitalist?" Sean teased while taking out a new velvet armchair from the ring.
The furniture here is so worn that there is no need to restore it.
Stephanie also waved her wand, and all the dust was gathered and turned into a ball of mud. She flicked it lightly and used a beautiful disappearing spell.
"I have always praised your greed." She whispered back.
In just a short while, the Screaming Shack became clean and tidy, and was completely cut off from outside sunlight and gaze, turning it into a warm and private small space.
The huge velvet armchair was placed on the floor by Sean, making a slight collision sound. He spread his hands and sat down with a smile: "I think you said something ideal."
Stephanie simply ignored the other chair. She lightly threw herself into Sean's arms, greedily breathing in the familiar breath that she had not seen for a long time.
"Well, I said something very idealistic, greedy Mr. Wallop." The girl murmured, with greed and helplessness in her tone.
Sean hugged Stephanie, put her on his lap, gently lifted her cheek, and rushed towards her with a mix of warm breath and burning eyes.
Before he could express anything, Stephanie tried her best to raise her head higher and pressed her delicate pale pink lips against hers.
"Well..." The two of them breathed heavily at the same time, and then indulged in it again.
The kiss lasted for who knows how long. When the two of them reluctantly let go, their chests were heaving hard and their breathing was heavy and blurry.
"Huh..." Stephanie breathed hard and lustfully for several times. Her eyes were slightly absent-minded, and she looked at Sean's red lips with reluctance and confusion, and then moved closer to her chest comfortably.
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After gently arranging her messy silver-white hair, Sean asked softly: "Why did you suddenly come over to surprise me again?"
Stephanie first grabbed Sean's hand, and then moved her butt and shoulders so that she could look at Sean from a more comfortable angle.
She put Sean's hand back on her long hair, then put her hands around Sean's neck and said softly: "I have a legitimate reason..."
"Um?"
"I have been learning how to better take over my grandfather's wand shop, but there was a problem during the handover process. Several wand material dealers did not trust young people like me -" she said, imitating
Someone's tone, although overall it sounded cold and cold, "'Oh~ you look too young. Wands, like wand makers, need time to settle~ I can't rest assured about this'——"
Sean laughed out loud and stopped what he was doing: "Then what?"
Stephanie rubbed her head dissatisfied to signal him to continue, and closed her eyes comfortably after Sean complied: "Then, I thought of the respected and wealthy Mr. Wallop, you must have a way to help this poor me.
Heir to his small workshop, right?"
"Does The Little Shop mean the only wand shop in the UK?"
"Mr. Wallop, I must remind you that your focus is wrong. I am now asking you for help as a girl." Stephanie pretended to be dissatisfied and increased her tone, but she couldn't stop raising the corners of her mouth.
.
Sean slowly inserted his fingers into her long and fine hair and combed it back and forth slightly: "I thought that according to your personality, you should defeat him with various facts, and finally make the other party willingly continue to work for you.
What about providing raw materials?”
"That's okay...but-" She opened her eyes, stars twinkling in her bright eyes, "But then I have no legitimate reason to rely on you."
Sean's heart became softer. He leaned over and pecked the girl on the lips, then raised his head and smiled: "I accept this reason, Miss Ollivander."
Stephanie laughed and returned the kiss with a voice like a kitten buried in the quilt: "I just miss you..."
"Me too……"
Looking into each other's eyes, the young man and woman couldn't help it anymore.
After a kiss that would make normal humans suffocate, both of them were breathing heavily, but they couldn't bear to look away from each other's face.
This gentle and intimate atmosphere made them all feel comfortable.
After enjoying this feeling, Stephanie pulled on her coat and skirt and said playfully: "This is one of the other sets of clothes you chose for me. Does it look good?"
Sean's eyes moved slightly downward.
If Stephanie, who usually wears college uniforms or wizard robes, looks like a cold witch in medieval legends, wearing ordinary casual clothes is more like a young girl who can be seen everywhere, lacking the sense of mystery and nobility, but more
Lively and more lively.
Of course, all this will be eclipsed by her long silver hair and delicate face, and all the clothes are just to set off.
Sean's slightly aggressive gaze swept across every inch of Stephanie's body, and finally rested uncontrollably on her smooth thighs.
This short skirt was really chosen right... Sean secretly praised his vision.
Some joy flashed in Stephanie's eyes, she grabbed Sean's hand and put it on her thigh, and even took the initiative to rub it.
The silky feel made Sean sigh with sincerity. Of course, he was not polite, and the movements in his hands became more and more bold.
Stephanie's slender fingertips gently scratched the back of Sean's neck, and she let out a light and sweet laugh: "Slippery or not?"
Sean nodded seriously: "Slip--did you use magic?"
The girl was dissatisfied and tightened her hand: "I didn't use magic."
"It's really natural..." Sean praised while continuing to caress.
Stephanie enjoyed the intimacy with him and talked about recent events: "By the way, all the dresses you customized for me were delivered to the store. My grandfather was still surprised."
"What's weird?" Sean asked.
"I wonder why someone like me, who has no interest in clothes, suddenly bought so many expensive-looking dresses," she said, chuckling again, "However, my grandfather was a little dissatisfied because he felt that such good fabrics were used.
, there should be some magic spells on the clothes."
Sean blinked: "The clothing store should be blamed."
"I'm not surprised... I just want clothes without magic, and I want to feel the life you lived." Stephanie said softly.
"Then next time when I'm free, I'll take you out to play -" Sean looked up and thought about it, "How about Hawaii?"
"where is that?"
"It's a very famous island in the Muggle world. I remember one of my dad's partners bought a private island. The scenery there is very nice, but I don't know if you like the seaside environment."
Stephanie tilted her head and thought for a moment: "The island..."
"Huh? Don't like the humid environment?" Sean asked.
Stephanie shook her head and then showed a charming smile: "No, I was just thinking...do you want to see my swimsuit?"
Sean took a breath, pretended to be serious and thinking seriously, and nodded vigorously after a moment: "I think about it, I still like it."
"Then next time you take me there... I'll show you what to wear..."
"That's a deal."
"I have never denied it..." Stephanie said softly, "By the way, you haven't answered my question just now."
Sean nodded: "Well, what are you talking about?"
"Mr. Wallop, please be more serious!"
"I'm very serious!"
Stephanie's face turned pale pink for a while, and she said with a little difficulty: "You... are the wand material dealer, and I came here with a mission."
Sean smacked his lips twice and replied: "There are not many choices in the UK, but there are quite a few in North America and Northern Europe, but doesn't Mr. Ollivander only use three kinds of wand cores?"
Stephanie's breathing quickened a little, and she replied: "That's my grandfather's stubbornness. I don't care if the wand core can only be used in those types-"
"That'll be easy to handle." Sean became more confident, "Leave it to me and ask Mr. Lupine to contact you later."
"Just contact my grandfather... I was originally going to go abroad to look for him, but in the end I thought, I might as well go to you openly and let you take care of me..." Stephanie's eyes became more and more confused.
Sean laughed: "This isn't called fostering. Isn't it just a legitimate reason to come to me?"
"The reason is the reason, but I promised my grandfather, at least I have to do the work...ah..."
Sean was a little confused: "Didn't Mr. Ollivander completely hand over the wand shop to you now? You are the one who calls the shots in the shop, so why do you still need to hand over the business?"
"My grandfather was not in good health some time ago, but he has recovered well recently, so I handed him over again...ah..." Stephanie's body tensed up.
"Doesn't that mean you have some free time again?" Sean became happy.
Stephanie nodded with some difficulty: "So I'm going to find a job where I can quit at any time...you...you..."
"What's wrong?" Sean deliberately pretended to be stupid.
Stephanie gritted her teeth, her eyes were blurred, and her tone sounded like longing and dissatisfaction: "How do you do it... do these things without changing your expression!"