In the inventory, Sean found that the description of the egg had changed a little.
Fantastic Beastâs Egg (Violent Instance) (Incubating) (Gold).
A violent animal. Sean licked his lips and looked. The negative emotion passed on by himself affects this egg. However, what Sean didnât expect was that this egg actually started to hatch.
He transferred his negative emotions to this egg and actually felt guilty in his heart. Because Sean felt that he might have killed an unborn animal, but he didnât expect that this animal actually absorbed those emotions, and even it started to hatch.
Sean rubbed his hands and took the egg out of the inventory.
âOh?â He widened his eyes.
The eggshell with the original turquoise pattern is attached with fine, twisted bloodlines that tightly surround the edge of the pattern. The previous green fluorescence has also become a translucent red light, and the whole egg is covered with a kind of dark feeling.
It swayed gently and rhythmically on the bed.
âHey, little guy, are you okay?â Sean put his hand on the eggshell.
He was surprised to find that his hand felt a movement as if it was pressed against a personâs chest, and that person was breathing rhythmically. The most important thing is that the frequency of that movement is almost exactly in line with the rhythm of his own breathing.
Sean felt a faint connection.
He gradually revealed a smile, and after gently stroking the eggshell, Sean put it back.
âLooking forward to the moment when we really meet. I will definitely make it up to you.â Sean walked out of the bedroom in a very good mood and happened to meet a girl who walked into the lounge with a huge book.
Itâs Stephanie Ollivander. Since the last time she said she would give herself time to think about it, she hasnât spoken to him on her own initiative.
âGood morning, miss.â Sean smiled and greeted him in his usual way of saying hello.
Stephanie, still wearing those gold-rimmed glasses, looked Sean up and down. She replied in her cold and ethereal voice, âYouâre still alive. Thatâs good.â
âItâs a great thing to be alive, right?â Sean spread his hands with a smile.
Stephanie took off her glasses and stared straight at Sean with her beautiful pale blue eyes. Sean felt a slight sense of obsession, but it was quickly suppressed.
âMiss Ollivander. Although your charm is amazing, I suggest you donât take off those glasses too often.â Sean said with a smile.
Stephanie put on her glasses again and nodded with satisfaction, âYour resistance to me is getting stronger and stronger. Thatâs good to see.â
She didnât care about Seanâs words at all. She just said it to herself. Sean raised some doubts. Has her pupilâs color changed?
Because of her peculiar influence, Sean never dared to look at her directly. But after his resistance became stronger and stronger, he found that Stephanieâs pupil color had changed. The last time I saw her, her eyes should be black.
Stephanie glanced at him, then walked straight towards the bedroom.
âCongratulations on the fact that youâre still alive. You should think about it more about becoming my assistant. Also, you can just call me Stephanie.â
âVery well the-â Before Sean could finish speaking, her figure disappeared.
Sean was stunned for a moment. He helplessly shrugged his shoulders. He canât tell whether she is a likable person or not.
Sean found a chair by the window and sat on it comfortably. The restoration of the castle will be left to others. He chose to rest for a while under the soft and warm sunlight.
Ravenclawâs common room is amazing. While Slytherinâs common room is the complete opposite of it.
With this thought in mind, Sean slowly fell asleep and what woke him was a hug.
âSean, when did you come back? Are you okay?!â Hermione hugged him in surprise.
Sean opened his eyes, and he showed a lazy smile, âIf you hugged me too hard, I might not feel okay after it, Hermione.â
âOh, sorry about that.â Hermione jumped off him and flushed.
âItâs okay, even though I havenât seen you for a day. Itâs nice to see you, Hermione.â Sean sat up straight and yawned.
âMe too,â Hermione nodded and then said apologetically, âIâm sorry, Iâm just a little excited. Did I disturb your rest? God, you must be exhausted from all of those things. I completely forgot about thatâ¦â
Seeing that Hermione was about to babble again, Sean hurriedly smiled and said, âActually, Iâve slept at Professor Dumbledoreâs place all night, and now I just want to take my time alone.â
âReally?â Seeing Sean nodding, she smiled again.
Hermione looked at her watch, âItâs lunchtime. Letâs go to the hall. You must be starving.â
âWell, itâs about time.â Sean nodded. His stomach is now really starving.
The two walked towards the Great Hall together. He received a lot of whistles and applause along the way.
âSean, you are already a celebrity at Hogwarts, you know?â Hermione lowered her excited voice.
Sean spread his hands, âWell, I guess itâs not a bad thing.â
During lunch, Sean was hugged by the Weasley twins, who were at their peak of enthusiasm for a long time, and Ron also came over to express his gratitude.
âActually, I didnât help much either.â Sean smiled wryly.
âNo, Madam Pomfrey said that your potion played a key role.â Fred said.
âYes, without that potion, Percy wonât be able to last long. You even helped us go to the infirmary.â Said George.
âAlthough heâs a lousy brother.â
âBut heâs still our brother.â
âHeâs still alive, which is good news.â
âWell, Fred. I think thatâs bad news.â
âI think youâre right, George.â
The twins joked for a bit and finally patted Sean on the shoulder, âIf you need any things in the future. You can come to us, Sean.â Fred raised his eyebrows.
âOh, and your underwear too.â George winked.
Sean smiled and nodded, âThank you, Fred, George.â
Although the castle urgently needs repair, Sean is in a good mood and his mood is amplified at the dinner.
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