Harry Potter’s Strongest Senior

"Harry got Snape's young textbook when he was in sixth grade, which made him pass in Potions. My eyes are much more perverted than Snape's textbook." Sean is quite confident about these eyes .

Sean, who is now 11 years old, has received the admission letter from Hogwarts two days ago, and more and more people are coming to see him at the Leaky Cauldron.

"He is Sean Grylls, that boy as famous as Harry Potter?" asked a middle-aged man with red hair.

"Yes, Arthur," returned old Tom.

Sean knew who the red-haired middle-aged man, his wife and three children beside him were, the Weasley family, one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families in the wizarding world.

"The boy who survived, the Grylls family are all traitors, I think he can survive from Bellatrix, it must be some kind of deal his father made with the Death Eaters." A wizard sat Said mockingly.

Sean's grandpa betrayed the Ministry of Magic, Sean's dad

Betrayed the Death Eaters, so both sides hated the Grylls family, and some even called Sean the son of betrayal.

This situation made Sean feel that he was not a human being inside and out. Fortunately, he was not the soul of a child, otherwise he might become depressed after hearing these remarks for a long time.

"Kids, don't listen to them. Your parents were brave. They fought for justice."

Weasley knew Sean's parents. The Grylls and his wife betrayed the Death Eaters and joined the Order of the Phoenix. Although it was only half a year, they would rather die than tell Bella the location of the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix.

"It's okay, Mrs. Weasley, I'm used to it." Sean said. Over the past few years, the wizards in the Leaky Cauldron Bar have been praised and scolded by some. Fortunately, he is a time traveler and doesn't care about these remarks.

"You know me?" Molly was a little surprised.

"The red hair of the Weasley family, I heard many people mention it in the bar." Sean looked at the bright hair color of this family.

"Look at the kid, how smart it is," Molly praised.

The twin boys behind Molly, George and Fred, grimaced at Sean.

Not long after Sean traveled to this world, he knew that his body was two years older than Harry's, which meant that if he went to Hogwarts to go to school, he would be in the same class as the Wei family twins and Cedric.

"It seems that Hogwarts won't be boring any more." Sean is well aware of the mischievous talents of these two troublemakers. During the depressive time when Umbridge was in charge of Hogwarts, these two Mischief Genius brings joy to students.

And that Cedric, an extremely outstanding top student in the same grade, died in front of the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament.

If possible, Sean didn't want Fred and Cedric to die, he could only try his best to avoid the tragedy.

Sean, who has been practicing magic since he was five and a half years old, has taught himself the Hogwarts first to third grade courses, using the ancestral patina textbooks he found in the scrap shop.

The spells in the first grade are not difficult. You must know that Hermione has taught herself several simple magic spells before entering school, but when it comes to the spells in the third grade, some magic frameworks are not so easy for Sean to understand, so he always borrows it for him. Old Tom got a chance to help, and made friends with those wizards in the bar.

Over the past few years, the bald wizard Jamie has become very familiar with Sean. Sean often talks to him, and then tentatively asks him about spells he doesn't understand. When Jamie demonstrates magic, Sean concentrates on it. Take note of the composition of the magic frame.

It’s just that the guests at the bar don’t have the patience of the professors in the academy, and Jamie doesn’t come to the bar every day, so after five and a half years, Sean has only completed the three-year courses by self-study and stealth. In part, it is naturally not possible to teach yourself Potions in a bar.

"Sean, you have also received the admission letter from Hogwarts, right? We are going to Diagon Alley to buy textbooks for the first grade, do you want to come together?" Molly asked.

Sean nodded. He didn't need to buy his books anymore. He could just use those broken books to download them. However, he hadn't bought a wand yet. Even though Ollivander's wand shop was behind the Leaky Cauldron, he hadn't received it yet. Before the acceptance letter, Sean had no way to buy a wand.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with blond hair and slender eyes came over with a dirty body. He took out ten Galleons from his oily pocket and handed them to Sean.

"Uncle Hearns."

"Sean, go buy a wand." Hearns placed hope on Sean. He himself is a squib and cannot cast spells. The Grylls family can only rely on Sean to pass on.

"Little Sean." Old Tom shouted, and then a small gray cloth bag was thrown over from the counter.

Sean reached out to catch it, and it was worth at least twenty Galleons. Sean smiled at Old Tom, "Thank you, kind old Tom."

"Little guy, go buy a new robe. He's a celebrity anyway. The Boy Who Lived."

Sean thought to himself, this old Tom is usually very stingy, and he shamelessly ordered him, a child laborer, to his surprise.

Sean didn't inherit his parents' inheritance like Harry did. His parents left nothing behind, and Uncle Hearns was also a poor man. He was bleeding heavily if he could take out ten Galleons.

"Mom, I also want a new robe." The twins of the Wei family said in unison.

Molly smiled awkwardly, "George, Fred, let's go."

Sean knew that the Weasley family had many children, and it was too expensive to raise children. The brothers often wore old clothes of their brother, but Sean really had no money, otherwise he wouldn't mind buying new clothes for the Wei brothers.

Sean followed the Weasleys through the magic wall behind the Leaky Cauldron and entered Diagon Alley, the leading commercial street in the wizarding world, where Sean was already very familiar.

The Weasleys walked straight towards Lihen Bookstore, and Sean stopped Molly from behind.

"Mrs. Weasley, I don't think I'll go to Lihen Bookstore. My textbooks have already been bought, and all I need is my wand and wizard robe."

Molly nodded, "Alright then, I'll see you later, Ollivander."

Sean came to the magic wand shop "Ollivander" founded in 382 BC with ease. When he opened the door and entered the store, the owner Ollivander was standing on a ladder looking for a wand.

"Ollivander." Sean called softly.

"It's little Sean." Ollivander recognized Sean's voice without turning his head. For Sean, a kid who grew up in the Leaky Cauldron, all the shopkeepers in Diagon Alley knew him.

"I have received the admission letter from Hogwarts," Sean said.

Ollivander immediately understood what Sean meant, and he pulled a box of wands from a shelf covered in cobwebs.

"Fourteen inches, holly, with a dragon core."

In the five and a half years that Sean took over the wand and taught himself, he only memorized the magic framework and never had the opportunity to cast spells with the wand. The moment he got the wand, he felt that the magic had found an outlet.

"Swipe." Ollivander motioned.

Sean nodded. Not only did he swipe, but he also cast a primary spell, "Wingadim Leviosa."

Sean's magic power is slowly forming a magic frame through the medium of the wand. The quill in front of him floats under the effect of the floating spell. Although the spell casting is successful, Sean can feel that the process is very awkward.

Ollivander was not surprised that Sean knew magic. After all, he was born into a wizarding family and lived in the Leaky Cauldron. Old Tom would teach him in his spare time.