After waiting for a while, the wooden door was slowly opened, and an old woman appeared behind the door.

She was very short, hunched and not as tall as Sean, her knuckles holding the wooden door were pale blue, and her whole face was wrinkled, with veins and tan age spots visible under the skin.

Bagshot squinted at Harry's face, which was clouded by cataracts.

"Oh! Oh! Harry!" It took her a long time to recognize the person, and then she shouted happily.

Harry nodded and said loudly, "Ms. Bagshot, this is Daisy. You saw her last year."

Bagshot looked at Daisy again, and then showed a dry smile: "Yes, yes, little Daisy, are you all right?"

Daisy nodded obediently: "Thank you, Ms. Bagshot."

"That would be great... Oh, children, come, come in, come in." Her voice was like a gear that had been rusting for decades.

Bagshot led several people into the house, which was dark and crowded, but there was no rotten and musty smell.

"My mother often comes to clean the house for her, and then chat with her." Harry whispered to Sean.

In the crowded lounge, there was only one candle flickering. It was obviously not the first time Harry had come. He took the trembling candle tray and matches from Bagshot's hand, and lit the candle familiarly.

"Has she forgotten her magic?" Hermione asked in a very low voice, following behind Sean.

"It seems that she is too old."

The lounge finally brightened up. Sean put the cake on the coffee table and looked around.

There are a lot of things piled up here, the wooden cabinets with peeling paint are crooked, there are various silverware and boxes on them, and there is a basket in the corner, which contains ugly green fruits.

In a curved box, Sean saw something he was curious about.

There were two photos there, one of which was a handsome young man smiling lazily at Sean, looking like a rebellious golden bird.

Another photo is a group photo of this young man and another young man, their arms crossed, looking happy and intimate.

Grindelwald and Dumbledore... Sean recognized them right away.

Grindelwald's demeanor has not changed at all, whether he is young or old, but Dumbledore, when he was young, he looked proud and flying, not at all like the gentle and stable old headmaster of Hogwarts.

"Ms. Bagshot, this is?" Sean picked up the photo and looked at the old lady who was enjoying the cake with Daisy's smile on her face.

Bagshot narrowed her eyes and looked at it. She put down the fork in her hand and stood up tremblingly.

"My grandnephew, and his best friend," she took the photo, showing nostalgia, "you should all know each other, Gellert and Albus..."

Hermione's eyes widened with disbelief, while Harry whispered to Sean, "Ms. Bagshot is so confused that she can't remember who is who at all."

Sean nodded: "It's not bad to listen to it as a story..."

Bagshot took the photo and sat back on the chair: "How long ago was that? Seventy years? Eighty years? Or even longer?"

"Do you remember what happened back then?" Sean quietly moved to Bagshot.

Just now, Dave sent him an idea.

"On the shelf, there's a funny brain."

When entering Godric's Hollow, Sirius mentioned that a reporter from the Daily Prophet came here recently, and Sean was only impressed by one reporter.

Now, Dave's brain scoring system issued a warning, and he reacted immediately. Sure enough, a beetle was parked on top of that shelf.

Xiao En picked up a silver cup pretending to be curious, and after playing with it a few times, he stretched out his hand suddenly and dunked the beetle into the cup.

"Sean?" His movement was a bit loud, and Harry and the others cast doubtful glances.

"I didn't hold it steady, sorry." He smiled apologetically.

After several people looked back, Sean covered the shelf, and then secretly took out a glass bottle.

The bird snake Najia got out from behind him, then narrowed her body and got in through the slit of the silver cup. It tied the beetle that was desperately trying to flap its wings, and slipped back into Sean's hands.

Sean threw the beetle directly into the glass bottle, and then firmly plugged the cork.

After finishing all this, he lazily leaned against the shelf.

Bagshot made no reaction to the movement, and she continued to speak slowly.

"When the Dumbledores moved in, I was so impressed, Candela and the two boys looked gloomy, that I welcomed them with a batch of homemade cauldron cakes - no one could say no to cakes, yes Right? But Candela turned me away," Bagshot took a sip of the cream on the birthday cake, "But she also needs someone to talk to, I'm a good one, I'm not as old as I am now …that poor woman, I was the only one in Godric's Hollow who I could talk to before she died."

Candela is Dumbledore's mother.

"After she died, Albus became the breadwinner of the family. Because of the correspondence with him, our relationship is very good. I still remember Albus's amazing paper published in "Transfiguration Today", He's a genius, isn't he? Just like my grandnephew..."

Bagshot was rambling, she was fond of reminiscing about the past, but she would always forget something, and then she would think about it for a long time.

She talked a lot about Dumbledore's youth, and finally mentioned the summer when Dumbledore and Grindelwald met.

Hermione looked skeptical, Harry was drowsy, and only Daisy blinked curiously.

"...Gellert! Brilliant!" Bagshot sighed in an old voice, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com "They quickly became good friends who talked about everything... They still often met at my place, and I would also tell them about the history of magic. Both of them are very familiar with the ancient history of magic Curious, once pestered me with a lot of legends about Haierbo..."

Despicable Haierbo? Sean frowned. This is probably the first famous dark wizard in history. He invented a lot of evil black magic. There are rumors that he was the first Parseltongue and the first person to hatch a basilisk .

Dumbledore and Grindelwald also studied the history of Herbo?

Bagshot continued: "Then, for some reason, the two of them seemed to have had a quarrel, and my grand-nephew left with a strange expression. Not long after, Dumbledore's family also moved away...It's a pity, their The relationship was good…”

There is no specific information... Sean thought with some regret.

At this time, Bagshot stood up in a hurry as if he suddenly remembered something.

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