Colton shook his head: "I was so focused on what I was going to say next that I didn't pay attention to what she was doing."

"You must be seriously ill..." Sean shook his head helplessly, "What about tonight? Didn't you and Sherlock eat at the same table?"

Colton recalled: "She ate more than usual."

"...I mean, her interaction with you."

"I didn't dare to look at her," Colton said honestly.

"Absolutely..." Sean couldn't help but want to applaud.

He sighed: "Let me find a time to help you find out what Sherlock has to say."

Colton's eyes became filled with reverence, and he held Sean's hand seriously: "I will be obedient to you from now on."

"I don't want you to sell yourself to me..." Sean waved his hand, "Go back and have a good sleep. I'll go find her tomorrow to ask about the Christmas detention."

"Okay, it's up to you - by the way, I have a question."

"Um?"

"Why don't you have a girlfriend yet? Daisy, Hermione, and Stephanie all like you, right?" Colton asked doubtfully.

Sean looked at the sky with emotion: "You see, this is the trouble of the Saint of Love."

Colton immediately stood in awe: "As expected of you."

"Okay, let's go for a walk——"

"Wait-" Colton called out to Sean.

Sean turned his head, and the latter's face was serious, as if there was something very important.

"What's wrong?" Sean's tone unconsciously became serious.

Colton nodded: "Can you lend me some money? All my savings are spent on that Firebolt. If I don't stay in school on Christmas, I won't have money to eat."

Sean: "..."

You are really smart.

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"Hey, senior." Sean patted Sherlock from behind, who seemed to be in a daze.

Sherlock jumped up suddenly and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the person behind him was Sean.

She held her chin up in disinterest: "Well, what's going on? Don't catch me as a coolie, I've got a lot of things going on lately."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Sean sat down opposite her and said casually: "Are you staying at Hogwarts for Christmas?"

Sherlock looked a little troubled: "I haven't decided yet. Let's go back. My parents have gone abroad to travel. If you don't go back, it doesn't seem to be interesting at school."

Sean nodded and pretended to be casual: "Colton is about the same as you, he hasn't decided yet."

As soon as she heard the name, Sherlock immediately became alert. She glanced at Sean's expression cautiously, and then asked casually: "He? Isn't he going back?"

"I don't know, I'm not sure -" Sean looked at the parchment in his hand with some distress, "Originally, if there were more professors and students staying at the school, there might be a small Christmas dance, but you guys

These young assistant coaches are not so sure."

"Prom? Why do we have that?"

"Everyone, please be happy. It's been quite calm recently - and I think we can also connect the feelings between men and women. I found that there are too many singles in our school -" Sean said while observing Sherlock

expression.

Sherlock became obviously uncomfortable: "Why do you worry about this?"

"It's not too much to worry about - look, let's take someone we are all familiar with as an example. Colton, you name him, although he has a cold expression and a vicious mouth, he is also a handsome guy, with good grades and a bright future.

Okay, it’s been so long since I graduated, and there’s not a girl around me—tsk, I’m worried too.”

Sherlock's eyes suddenly became dangerous: "Why are you in a hurry? He asked you to please?"

"No, he's from Nurmengard. Aren't I the person he knows best at Hogwarts? Although he won't say it, I have to worry about it."
Chapter completed!