Sometimes, human subjective initiative does bring about huge changes...
You see, Stephanie is a wizard, a pure wizard, and in order to tease Sean, she has already begun to study the use of mobile phones.
"I remember it will take several years before MMS can be used on a large scale, right? Mobile phones that can take pictures are only after the millennium... It seems that the magic spell can't transform such high-tech products..." Sean thought sadly.
However, if we join forces with big manufacturers like Nokia, Motorola or Sony, and send a few wizards to jointly develop, maybe we can also promote the progress of magic technology%...
Of course, this is just a thought, wizards still have no way to contact Muggles.
Wizards are too dangerous, and Muggles are equally dangerous.
After a while, Stephanie's new text message was sent.
Stephanie: Woohoo, I'm going to cry...
The text is not as intuitive as the picture, but it seems more vivid, and always gives people more courage and boldness - Stephanie has never appeared in this cute and charming form in front of Sean.
The main thing is that her cold and delicate face really doesn't match this kind of posture.
Sean suppressed his laughter as he typed his response: Don’t cry, don’t cry.
It took a while for Stephanie to reply with a text message: Why can't the phone send photos? Sean, give me an address.
Sean was shocked and typed carefully: Do you want to come over? That's good. I'll pick you up. What do you want to eat? I'll order it first. Or you can come over and order it yourself?
Stephanie: I'm not going to your place, Mr. Wallop. You must be careful when typing...
Sean: "..."
Stephanie sent another text message: Just like in the wizarding world, magic props are researched by specialized wizards or alchemists, especially those in big companies. Are there also mobile phones? I will go and seize some of the people who research mobile phones, and then I will
With the help of magic, you should be able to send photos from your phone, right?
Sean didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this girl actually thought about him...
Sean: Yes, there are, but there are many problems that need to be solved, and there are some technical limitations that cannot be solved by just a few mobile phone designers, even with magic.
Stephanie: That's such a shame... I wanted to take a picture to show you, I miss you.
Sean: I'll come to you tonight, wait for me.
Stephanie: It’s a different feeling to see you in person, and if I shout too loud, my grandfather will hear me. That’s not good, Mr. Wallop~
Sean: Just tease me on purpose...
Stephanie: This is my legitimate right and I will defend it vigorously - guess what I'm typing on right now?
Sean: I wanted to guess an unhealthy option, but that doesn’t seem right…tongue?
Stephanie: You've revealed your mind. Please don't forget that I'm a wizard - I seem to be able to type a little faster with my hair than I can with my fingers, but it occasionally blocks my vision.
Sean: Obstructing the view?
Stephanie: Yeah, let me describe to you my current situation.
Stephanie: I am lying on the bed now. I have separated out four strands of hair. Two strands of hair are responsible for holding the phone and two strands of hair are responsible for typing on the keyboard. Then, I hold a pillow with one hand, which is the Wallop event photo album.
For plate, the other hand... Do you want to guess again what I am doing?
Sean's throat twitched involuntarily, but he quickly calmed down and typed confidently: The other hand must be holding a wand to cast a spell!
Huh, don't even think about teasing me!
After a while, Stephanie's text message was sent: I will be able to cast spells without a wand and silently in the third grade. Intentional cover-up is bad behavior, Sean, just like your first thought... I am...
The words behind it made Sean feel hot. At that moment, Ella poked her head over. This curious little girl wanted to take a look at everything.
"Sean, what are you doing?"
Hermione and Daisy also naturally cast their gazes over.
Sean's expression didn't change, he just touched the screen of his phone lightly with his finger, and then displayed it openly.
There are several text messages on it.
Ryan: Man, seriously, I just got a project, you really gotta check it out.
Sean: OK, I’ll come see you next time when I have time, but you’ve changed a lot now.
Ryan: Of course, I can't rest on my dad's career forever. Speaking of which, my project still has...
There were a lot of messages from people named "Lian" on the text message interface. Sean's reply was a little brief, but it could be seen that he was responding well and the chat between the two should be quite enjoyable.
Sean said to the three girls with a slight helplessness: "This guy can't stop talking, but don't tell me, I have been in the wizarding world, and now I suddenly talk about [entrepreneurship] and [investment],
It’s quite interesting.”
The content of the text message was clearly visible, and none of the girls were interested in it. They glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally, then returned to the previous topic, no longer paying attention to Sean.
Sean picked a few appropriate points and said a few sentences to show that he was also involved in their topic, but now he had something to discuss with others.
Turning his eyes back to the phone again, he tapped the screen gently, and Ryan and his text messages turned into phantoms and disappeared.
As a master wizard of the Illusion Spell, even Sean himself praised himself hard in his heart.
Such wit, such speed, such reaction!
Fortunately, I have already thought about the general content and only need to click lightly. This is much easier than the boss button.
Unsurprisingly, a lot more text messages came in from Stephanie.
Stephanie: Am I going to start moving?
Stephanie: Aren't you going to say something funny to cheer me up?
Stephanie: When we are together, don’t you really like it when I say something that makes you feel bestial? It’s not fair, you have to say it too.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Stephanie: Hurry up, don’t make me beg you.
Stephanie: Please, honey, I need you to help me~
Stephanie:…
What followed was a lot of real tiger and wolf words, which made Sean's heart beat faster.
Stephanie is simply a little fairy. When the two of them get along on a daily basis, she is cold and calm, like an elf who has just walked out of the cold forest. But when the love reaches the depths, she will always show her love without hesitation.
Beauty and charm, all just to keep Sean's eyes on her forever. Now, she has become passionate and eager, constantly teasing the purest desire deep in Sean's heart.
Who can withstand this?
The point is, this is not a late-night conversation between lovers separated from each other.
Sean was sitting in an ordinary family restaurant, with Hermione sitting next to him and Daisy sitting opposite...
He suddenly understood why many people like to pursue excitement.
This is so damn exciting...
Sean was so excited that he sent out a lot of words no matter what.
While typing, he kept using his peripheral vision to observe the reactions of the people around him. This guilty conscience made him feel like the tip of a knife was dancing.
Stephanie's typing speed has slowed down a lot. It seems that the speed of typing by manipulating her hair will also be affected by the current state of her body.
After a while, the phone lit up, and Sean looked at it immediately.
Stephanie: I lied to you. It is broad daylight now. Mr. Wallop, the ugly behavior of your sperm brain has been completely recorded by me. I have caught you.
Sean: "..."
Fishing, right?
He felt remorseful for a moment, but he didn't expect that he would hunt eagles all day long, and in the end his eyes would be carved by a white fur.
Stephanie: Mr. Wizard, you don’t want to lose your reputation, right?
Sean: "..."
Miss Wizard, please pay attention to what you say...
Sean: I am very disappointed in you, my dear, you are betraying my trust in you. What about the most basic thing between people communicating? I am very heartbroken.
Stephanie: A little bit, no way, Stephanie Ollivander is a cunning woman who goes back on her word.
Sean: Tell me, how are you going to threaten me? I’m warning you, I won’t pay any price other than my body. You don’t want me to surrender!
At this time, in the bedroom on the second floor of Ollivander's Wand Shop in Diagon Alley, the girl was lying on the bed, giggling to herself.
Her beautiful long silver hair held up the mobile phone like the most flexible hands, and then she separated two strands of long hair and kept typing on the keyboard.
Stephanie's face had a strange flush, and she stared at the pillow she held above her head, with a photo of the event on it.
That was a photo that Sean took when he took her out to play. In the photo, the handsome boy had a bright and gentle smile, and the corners of his raised lips seemed to be shining with sunshine. He kept saying something, even if he couldn't hear it now
voice, but Stephanie also remembers every word Sean said at that time.
The most important thing is that his eyes have been looking at him with the most affectionate eyes.
Just looking at her like this, the faint smile on her face never stopped.
The phone lit up and she immediately looked at it.
Sean: Tell me, how are you going to threaten me? I’m warning you, I won’t pay any price other than my body. You don’t want me to surrender!
The corners of the girl's mouth were raised, and her long eyelashes were trembling with nervousness and joy. She seemed to just want to enjoy this moment of joy alone.
Stephanie: Is it my turn to punish you?
Sean: Although I don't mind your punishment, I must strictly correct your wording - it's not [turn], I have never punished you before! How can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air.
The girl blushed and typed quickly with her hair: Oh? Then what do you mean...
Halfway through the typing, her face became more and more rosy, she bit her lip lightly, and immediately deleted the words she typed before and replaced them with other words.
Stephanie: I don't care, I cried before...
After typing this sentence, she couldn't help but reach out her hands to cover her cheeks that were burning with shame.
It's so embarrassing...
In the past, only when she was deeply in love would she put aside all worries and let Sean have his way, but now, the feeling when she typed those words became completely different.
It was as if...as if I was madly seducing Sean.
However, what she couldn't deny was that the strange excitement in her heart was growing more and more, as if Sean was right in front of her, doing something indescribable with a wicked smile.
In the family restaurant, Sean almost gasped when he saw the text message from Stephanie.
Can this be said in a text message?
And if you cry, it's not because...
Sean cleared his throat quietly, with a serious expression on his face, as if he was discussing something more important with Mr. Lane.
Sean: Do you want to cry again tonight? If it doesn't work, you can let me cry...
Stephanie: No, my grandfather will hear it... I also want to... but I can't...
Sean gasped, this girl did it on purpose!
In order to respect his granddaughter's privacy, Mr. Ollivander specially opened up the second floor. He never goes up to the second floor. He lives in the yard behind the store!
Besides, do we two wizards still need to worry about sound insulation?
Sean was so angry that he quickly typed: Let’s go to the hotel. The hotel we went to for the first time, I booked the suite, and the hotel manager made it available for both of us at any time - don’t get me wrong, what do I mean?
None, and I don’t plan to do anything with you. I just haven’t seen you for a long time and want to hold you and chat.
Stephanie: Huh? Really?
Sean: Really, believe me, I am really a calm person. I am very determined and have a bottom line.
Stephanie: That's it... forget it. I've already thought about what to change into, but you're just holding me and chatting? It's boring~ Leave what you want to say to me at school, I'm in Hogsmeade
The room has not been returned yet...
Hiss, this girl is getting better and better... No, I can't admit defeat...
Sean: You really don’t want to go?
Stephanie: If you beg me... I can't think about it...
Sean: Oh, forget it... I can't go against your idea... What a pity, I originally wanted to... Forget it, let's not say it...
Stephanie: It's no use, Mr. Wallop, I'm not at all curious about what you want to do.
Sean: Are you sure?
Stephanie: Pretty sure!
Sean put down his phone and took a look, then stood up and said with a smile: "I'm going to the bathroom-"
After passing through the crowd and arriving at the restroom of the restaurant, Sean walked into a cubicle, sealed the surrounding area with magic, and then disappeared with a snap of his fingers.
At this moment, on the second floor of Ollivander's Wand Shop, a blushing Stephanie was waiting for Sean's reply.
"Why haven't you come yet... Someone else must be talking..." The girl pouted with some dissatisfaction. It seemed that only in this situation could she show the temper of a little girl without any worries.
She couldn't help but look up, where Sean's photo was smiling gently.
"Sean...I miss you..." the girl murmured.
Suddenly, the air in the middle of the bedroom fluctuated.