"Hello... junior, why did you call me junior? This, this sir." Capone swallowed nervously.

But there was a voice in his little heart shouting excitedly: He is just like me, he is my kind.

"Oh, you don't have to be so polite. My name is Sean Wallop. Just call me Sean. Another thing to say - yes, it's just like you thought." Capone saw the handsome boy saying gracefully

I took back the little stick.

David's bastards were still floating in the sky. The strange thing was that they could only scream in fear but could not say anything else.

"Is that what I'm thinking? You, you can see what I'm thinking?!" Capone covered his mouth in horror.

Sean spread his hands: "In fact, it doesn't take magic to see through your mind. I must say, it's obvious."

"Magic...you mean, my kind of talent, is magic?" Capone immediately caught the key word.

"Oh, you think that's talent?" Sean smiled, "That will save me a lot of explaining to you. I thought you would be disgusted with that kind of power."

"But, dad told me not to show it..."

Sean walked up to the other party: "This is indeed a big question... Do you mind giving me your hand?"

Capone hesitated for a while, looked at the floating guys, and finally handed over his hand.

If such a powerful person wants to do something to him, he can't resist, right?

Sean held the other person's hand and soon felt a familiar, weak force.

He frowned slightly, and sure enough, Obscurus was already in the process of forming.

Sean now has a lot of understanding of the Obscurus. If the opponent's Obscurus has been fully formed, he will never be able to separate it with his own strength.

However, there is currently only one seed in the other party's body, and it is still one that has not yet taken root firmly. If you take some time, it won't be a big problem.

Looking at Sean's expression, Capone became slightly nervous, and he even regretted a little - he should have wiped the sweat off his hands before reaching over.

After Sean frowned slightly, he became more and more panicked, and finally couldn't help but stammered: "Sir, am I not qualified enough?"

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Sean smiled and let go of his hand.

"Sir, you said junior...that proves that people with this kind of talent should have a certain scale, and have formed a model of teachers teaching students, and even have schools? Then, you should be here to check me

Is there an entrance qualification inspector or some other position - Sir, did I fail? I, I think I am still young and there is still room for growth." Capone said a lot like a barrage of words, his eyes filled with laughter.

The restlessness and longing cannot be concealed.

Quite smart...

Sean didn't play tricks on children's hobbies. He smiled slightly: "In fact, we are not. You and I are the same kind of people, that is, wizards. That kind of magical ability is called magic, just like what you see and feel

- and after you turn eleven, you will be eligible to enter the best wizarding school, Hogwarts."

The words "Wizard" and "Hogwarts" made Capone's breathing uncontrollably heavy. He rubbed his hands in embarrassment and anticipation: "Really? Really?"

"Yes, but before that, there are a few problems that need to be solved." Sean pouted at the floating bad kids, "How do you want to treat them?"

Capone's breathing became even more rapid. He lowered his head, then raised it again after a while, his eyes burning.

"Mr. Wallop, can I do it myself?"

"Of course, please do."

Capone clenched the wooden stick in his hand and walked towards those people step by step, faster and faster.

"Bang!" Even Sean looked at it and felt that it was a bit cruel, and hit the leader of the bad boy David hard on the buttocks.

David let out a miserable groan, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

Capone hit him hard twice, and then did the same to several other followers.

Probably because he was weak, he gasped hard on the spot after doing all this, then turned his back to Sean and shrugged his shoulders.

Sean just watched all this silently and said nothing.

After a while, Capone turned around.

He dropped the wooden stick in his hand, and the tears on his face had been wiped clean.

"Thank you, Mr. Wallop."

Sean raised his eyebrows with interest: "That's it?"

"Yes, that's it." Capone nodded seriously, "That's enough."

"If you read correctly, they have been bullying you since childhood."

"Yes, but not anymore... Mr. Wallop, please teach me magic!" Capone bowed so hard that his head almost touched his knees.

The mind is unexpectedly mature, and there is no pretense. Gee, it seems like I have found a treasure...

Sean didn't say much, he nodded and waved his wand casually.

Several bad kids who cried bitterly opened their eyes suddenly, and the curved pig tails came out from the cracks of their buttocks.

Capone looked at all this in shock, and then looked at Sean's wand with curiosity and envy.

"This is called a magic wand. When you enter school, you will also have one. By the way, do you know why I do this?"

Capone hesitated for a while. He now regarded Sean as the person who needed to be treated with the most caution in the past ten years. After a while, he answered: "Because they made a mistake?"

"Smart, Capone. I punish them not because you are a wizard and they are Muggles, but because they made mistakes, and they will be punished for their mistakes." Sean led the little boy out of the alley.

Capone thought about it carefully for a while, and then kept this sentence firmly in his heart - no matter wizards or Muggles, if you make mistakes, you should be punished... What are Muggles, people who don't understand magic?

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After walking out of the alley, Capone glanced back and said with some worry: "Sir, are you going to let them in like this?"

"Don't worry, they won't remember what happened today - and they should be busy looking for hospitals to cut off their tails in the next year, so they won't have the chance to trouble you again."

As Sean spoke, he led Capone towards a small slope in the distance.

"Actually, you still have a problem that needs to be solved, but it's not a big problem. During this period of time, I will come over often and help you solve some problems - well, you should have some feelings yourself, such as

When others bully you, you will have all kinds of negative emotions rising, and the power in your body will be a bit uncontrollable."

Listening to Sean's words, Capone was a little confused: "I am indeed very angry, but I don't seem to have the uncontrollable feeling you said..."

Now it was Sean's turn to be surprised. Even though Obscurus had not yet fully formed, the power of even a small seed was far greater than that of the little wizard.

You know, there are only two Obscurials who have lived past the age of ten, one Aurelius and one Daisy.

Sean's condition is a bit weirder, not counting.

"Talk about your feelings." Sean became more interested now.

Capone looked down at his hands hesitantly and muttered: "I have known since I was a child that I am different from David and the others, but my father said that I cannot expose this power, otherwise I will be sent to prison..."

Sean raised his eyebrows in surprise: "How old were you? How old were you when you first felt it?"

Capone hesitated for a while: "I felt it when I was very young...probably when I couldn't walk properly, as long as I wanted to, I could make the apples on the table fly over...my dad cried and laughed when he found out,

Then I have been told since I was a child not to be exposed in the town..."

Could it be that I also picked up a magic genius...

"Hand out your hand, let me take another look."

After another more detailed inspection, it was Sean's turn to marvel.

He had been surprised before that Capone had been suppressing his magical power despite being bullied for so long, but the Obscurus in his body only had a seed that wasn't rooted deeply enough.

Now it seems that Obscurus is partially restricted by powerful magic power.

Yes, this child is only ten years old, but the source of magic power in his body is terrifyingly large. Sean even suspects that many wizards do not have so much magic power when they reach adulthood, and Capone still has a lot of room to grow.

What a treasure...

"You are a genius, if I'm not mistaken." Sean said bluntly.

"Huh?" Capone almost collapsed on his knees.

I have been bullied by people who don't know magic since I was a child, and yet I am still a genius?

"I know it's hard for you to understand, but when you really start to study systematically, you will understand it yourself." Sean said with his hands behind his back.

Capone nodded a little confused, wondering if wizards like to talk in such mysterious ways.

Sean pointed to a house in the distance: "Do you recognize it there?"

"Well, Ms. Bathilda's house, I go to her every three days to deliver ingredients and stuff."

"Do me a favor and go there once a day. I will prepare the ingredients for you. I will also explain the situation to your father. If a cool-looking old man comes out and stares at you, don't be afraid.

He won't hurt you." Sean warned.

Capone took the words to heart and nodded vigorously.

"Oh, by the way, if that old man wants to teach you something, don't hesitate and learn it boldly."

"Ah? Sir, didn't you say that you can't start learning magic until you are eleven years old?"

"That's true... but how stupid would it be not to take advantage of something? Don't worry, it won't do you any harm." Sean smiled.

"Reach out and start solving problems today..."

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To be continued...