The day of the duel at Hogwarts

"The speed of waving the wand must be fast! The waving must be secretive! The chanting of the magic wand must be as quiet as possible, and the mouth shape must be hidden. You are not required to perform silent spells, but you must get as close as possible in this direction, and Only in this way can you be unexpected when facing the enemy, so that they will not discover what magic spell you are going to use in advance!"

Standing in a classroom full of various training equipment, Sean continued to emphasize the requirements of the course, and these sixth-grade students also went all out to improve themselves in accordance with Sean's requirements. Among them, Harry and others were obviously higher than the others. For children, the things they have experienced are enough to ensure that they can go further than other children and understand Sean's meaning and the knowledge and experience taught by him faster.

In the classroom, countless magic spells were fired at the dummy. Sean stood aside, waving his wand from time to time to remove some of the magic spells that were off track or wrong, to prevent uncontrollable damage.

At the end of the course, the students packed up their things and left the classroom. Everyone was still interested in discussing the problems encountered in the course before heading to the classroom for the next class.

Sean looked at Harry and others standing in front of him. These were all people who participated in the Defense Against the Dark Arts cram school organized by Harry last year. Looking at them, Sean asked: "You mean, prepare to increase How difficult are some of the courses?”

"Yes, Xiao...Professor Bosted, we want further teaching."

Looking at Harry, Sean smiled and said, "Just call me Sean in private. As for the further teachings you mentioned, you can go to the Room of Requirement at [-]pm every Monday and Wednesday. The request is the White Snake Club. room, I will start a Defense Against the Dark Arts club, you can be my first students."

"Okay, thanks, Sean."

"You're welcome, let's go."

Harry and others said goodbye and left, while Sean packed up his things and came to his office. When he arrived, Luna was already waiting here.

Seeing Sean's arrival, Luna immediately said with a smile: "Sean, you're out of class."

Unlike others, Luna didn't have any entanglement at all about what to call Sean. For her, Sean was Sean without any difference, even if he became a professor.

Sean also liked Luna's attitude, so he nodded with a smile and said, "Luna, does your father agree? After all, I am visiting rashly."

Shaking her head, Luna said: "My father is actually very interested in what you are talking about. Compared to Sean, I think my father is even more impatient."

"This way, it just makes it seem like I'm not so anxious."

Hearing Sean's words, Luna immediately nodded and said, "Then let's go."

"Did you apply for a time-turner?"

"The other one I'm already sitting in the classroom with."

After receiving this answer, Sean was relieved. Otherwise, a professor would delay a student's class for personal reasons. Although his situation was very special, the essence of the matter would not change.

Professor McGonagall has already been angry about this matter, and Professor McGonagall will naturally not refuse.

Sean took Luna directly to Luna's house through the fireplace in the principal's office. At this time, Luna's father, Xenophilius Lovegood, was already waiting in front of the fireplace.

Seeing Sean and Luna step out of the green flames in the fireplace, Mr. Lovegood immediately bowed slightly in greeting.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Minister."

"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Lovegood.

I think you should already understand why I'm here, right? "

Upon hearing this, Lovegood nodded immediately and sighed nervously: "I really didn't expect that the ancestor of our family was just one of the descendants of that delusional ancestor."

Sean's heart sank when he heard Lovegood's words. He suddenly realized that Lovegood didn't even know that he was one of the three descendants of delusional people, so what he could know might be true. Not much left.

Of course, feelings are feelings. Although with Sean's current mastery of precognitive magic, this strong feeling is almost equivalent to half precognition, he still has some expectations.

"Mr. Lovegood, I don't know how many records your family has about that delusional ancestor. Can you lend it to me to check?"

"Sure, sure, that's no problem, but I need to look for it."

Lovegood stood up and began to rummage around the house.

Maybe he trusted his own hands more, so he didn't use a wand in his search.

Luna looked at the dust that gradually rose up as Lovegood searched. Although she didn't feel embarrassed or shy, she didn't want Sean to be contaminated by the dust, so she immediately pulled out her hand. He took out his magic wand and waved it gently at the dust. As he recited the 'Clean Up' spell, the raised dust was immediately sucked together by an invisible vortex, turned into a ball of dust, and disappeared. Inside the house.

At this moment, Lovegood's slightly smiling voice also sounded in the room.

"Ah! I finally found it, it's this, it's this!"

Coming to Sean with something shabby and similar to a diary, Lovegood placed the diary in front of Sean.

"Mr. Minister, this is it. You can look through it at will."

"Thank you, Mr. Lovegood, and you'll be welcome."

Sean picked up the diary and read through it.

This diary is similar to a combination of a memoir and a diary. It contains mostly trivial matters, as well as some oral accounts of ancestors, including deeds and stories about earlier ancestors, including the delusional man. The accuracy of this diary naturally does not matter. Say more, very low.

However, it is not true that there is nothing useful in this diary.

For example, as mentioned above, the delusional man once loved his eldest son the most, who was later the ancestor of the Grindelwald family, and the ancestor of the Grindelwald family was the only descendant who believed the delusional man's seemingly rumored words. According to this As mentioned in this diary, if there are any descendants of the delusional man who really understand what happened to the delusional man, I am afraid that the Grindelwald family, which is inherited from the delusional man's eldest son, is the only one who may have the understanding.

After closing the diary that he had read, Sean looked at the shabby diary and murmured to himself: "Looking at it this way, I am going to meet the most powerful dark wizard in modern times after all!"