The day of the duel at Hogwarts

The arrival of Sean and Snape immediately attracted the attention of some people present. They quickly recognized Snape. After all, the famous Slytherin Snake King has an unforgettable appearance and features that can be recognized at a glance. , and everyone who recognized the Slytherin Snake King naturally guessed Sean's identity.

"Hello, are you Master Sean Bursted?"

After shaking hands with the opponent's extended hand, Sean smiled and said to him: "Just call me Sean. At my age, it is somewhat inappropriate for the seniors present to call me master."

"There is nothing inappropriate. Potions only recognizes achievement and ability. You are fully qualified to bear the title of master."

Sean turned to look at the speaker. He was a middle-aged man with a decent appearance, black curly hair and brown eyes. The person who had talked to Sean before, and the person who came over and was about to talk to Sean. , when they saw each other, they immediately made way out of the way and said hello one after another.

"Master Damocles."

"It's you, Master Damocles."

"I have met Master Damocles. Last year you and my father talked about the issue of solidifying potions."

"Master Damocles..."

When he heard these people calling him, Sean knew that the middle-aged wizard who came over was none other than Damocles Bell, the original inventor of Wolfsbane Potion!

Damocles nodded to the people around him who greeted him, occasionally said a few words, and then stopped in front of Sean. He first smiled and nodded to Sean, and then stretched out his hand to shake Snape's hand. Shaking hands, he whispered: "Severus, I have long said that you should get in touch with other potions masters. No one knows your abilities better than me. If you are willing, your status in potions must definitely be Higher than now.”

Snape and Damocles obviously knew each other, and their relationship should be pretty good. He listened to Damocles' words and said directly to him: "I still feel that Hogwarts is my destination, and besides, I have no intention of doing so." Fighting for power with those guys, I just have to be myself.”

It was obviously not the first time Damocles heard Snape's words, and he was not surprised at all.

With a slight sigh, Damocles stopped talking about this topic, turned to look at Sean, shook hands with Sean, and said: "I have heard about you a long time ago. If Severus hadn't stopped me before, I might have I have gone to see you a long time ago.

I have read your paper on improving forgetfulness potions and new mental recovery potions many times. In it, you introduced a new method of brewing and processing potions. I have read it many times and tried some, and it was generally successful. But I don’t quite understand why we do this, and I don’t understand whether I can continue to use these methods if other materials are replaced. So if there is an opportunity in the future, I would like to have some exchanges with you. I don’t know if it is okay?

Of course, what I see the most is actually your new wolfsbane potion, but let’s put this issue aside for the time being. We need to find a better place to communicate in detail. "

"Okay, no problem, I'd love to communicate with you."

"Master Sean, Master Damocles, you are the inventor and popularizer of Wolfsbane Potion respectively. I wonder if you would like to take a photo together?"

Behind the visitor was a person with a camera. Sean glanced at the badge on the other person's chest and realized that the other person was a reporter from the Daily Prophet. This reporter looked gentle and polite, and his words and deeds were quite impressive. It feels like spring breeze. Obviously the Daily Prophet also knows what kind of reporters need to be sent to events like the Golden Crucible Awards Ceremony. At least reporters like Rita Skeeter who spread rumors and create trouble cannot be sent here. Otherwise, even the Daily Prophet cannot afford it.

It is common to bully the weak and fear the strong.

Looking at each other, Sean first glanced at Damocles, then stretched out his hand to pull back Snape who was about to leave, and said to the man with a smile: "This is my teacher, and my potion science is The teacher taught me, and my thesis was also checked by the teacher. Without the teacher, my thesis would not have gone so smoothly, so the three of us took a photo together."

This reporter from the Daily Prophet had an eye on everything. He did not know Snape, but he had seen Damocles chatting with Snape before, and he obviously looked like they had known each other for a long time. It seems that Damocles also respected Snape quite a lot. Now after hearing Sean's words, he knew that Snape must be a low-key potion master, so he naturally had no reason to refuse.

"Of course, please stand still, three of you, we are going to start taking pictures."

Looking at the reporter from the Daily Prophet who was about to take a photo, Snape tugged, but found that he could not break free from Sean's hand. Then he stood helplessly beside Sean, frowning slightly, and looked at him with an unhappy expression. camera.

Click!

When the photos came out, the Daily Prophet reporter and his staff said their goodbyes and left.

They need to take enough photos and then ultimately select photos to write news based on the results of the award show.

After the photo was taken, Sean, Snape, Damocles, and the people gathered around formed a small circle and chatted.

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked quite rich came to Sean and said slightly flatteringly: "Hello, Master Sean Bursted, I am Andy's father."

Andy's father?

The head of the Morgan family?

"Hello, Mr. Morgan."

Old Morgan looked at Sean and said with a smile: "Master Sean, Andy has been mentioning you at home since two or three years ago. He said that you are a very good friend and have always taken good care of him, but he never thought, You have achieved so much in the blink of an eye, but compared to you, Andy is really far behind."

Sean looked at Old Morgan, but he was sneering in his heart.

He knew very well that Andy never mentioned him at home, and Andy never even talked about his life at school with his family. As for saying that he was a very good friend...

Andy is not a person who likes to talk about friendship at all, and he is even less likely to talk about it at home. Old Morgan said these things to himself simply because he wanted to use his relationship with Andy to get closer to him.

He is really a pure businessman.

Looking at old Morgan, Sean was just trying to find an excuse to fool him. The door at the back opened again, and Dumbledore and two other old wizards wearing purple Wizengamot robes walked in from the outside. Immediately attracted everyone's attention.