bacchusnovels Chapter 242 The Unexpected Entrustment
Chapter 242 The Unexpected Entrustment
Chapter 242 (Happy Qixi Festival) An Unexpected Request
That striking white hair and petite figure easily reminded Sean of a nickname.
White-haired loli.
To this day, he still doesn't seem to know the name of this white-haired loli.
Sean watched as the white-haired little girl walked out of the clinic he was heading to.
In the blink of an eye, the white-haired loli disappeared into the crowd; her small stature made her difficult to spot.
She asked, "What are you doing here?"
With this thought in mind, Sean walked into the consultation room, somewhat puzzled.
This consultation room was different from the previous one; the curtains were tightly drawn, making the room somewhat dimly lit, and there was a faint, strange smell in the air.
It was like... something had been burned.
Sean looked around and finally his gaze fell on the doctor sitting at the table, engrossed in his documents.
"What symptoms do you have?" the doctor asked routinely without looking up.
Sean hesitated for a moment, recalling the words he had used with the previous doctor, "I...I've recently lost my magic."
Upon hearing this, the doctor finally looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She carefully examined Sean and then gestured for him to sit down.
"You mean, your magic just vanished for no reason?"
"Um."
"To what extent have they disappeared?"
"Probably... just at the Hogwarts level?" Sean replied somewhat uncertainly.
"Hmm..." The doctor thought for a moment, then raised a specially made magic wand, which looked more exquisite than the one held by the doctor in the previous examination room. "Let me examine you."
Sean stood up from his chair and stretched out his arm.
"What are you reaching out for? Turn around."
"Should I... turn around?"
"Otherwise what?"
For some reason, Sean suddenly felt a chill down his back, but in order to find out the cause of his illness, he obediently turned around.
Through the reflection in the glass doorway, he saw the female doctor waving her special magic wand, slowly moving it around his body.
This wand seems to have a unique effect.
Whenever it touched Sean's body, it made him feel a subtle tremor, as if something was being gently touched.
The female doctor intently observed the wand's reaction, her brow furrowing and relaxing intermittently, clearly making some kind of judgment based on the wand's feedback.
It took Sean quite a while to turn around again.
"Doctor, how am I feeling?" Sean stared at her with slight nervousness, trying to catch a clue from the expression on her face.
"Strange..." the doctor muttered to himself, "Your magic has indeed weakened significantly, but it hasn't disappeared completely. It's more like it's been sealed or suppressed by some kind of force."
Upon hearing this, Sean felt a surge of excitement. If his magic was merely sealed rather than vanished, it meant there was still a possibility of recovery!
"Then... can I recover?" he asked impatiently.
The doctor did not answer immediately. She waved her wand again, this time with a brighter blue light, as if trying to penetrate some kind of barrier within Sean's body.
Sean closed his eyes, fully immersing himself in the touch of this power. He could almost hear something gently echoing within him.
Finally, the doctor stopped what she was doing, looked at Sean, and her eyes flickered with a complex light.
"Recovery is possible, but I need to research the specific treatment methods further. Your case is unique, similar to that of the woman just now. I need to find more information, if...:..."
That lady from just now?
Sean easily caught the key word.
"Was it... that white-haired lady from earlier?"
"What... do you know her?" The doctor looked at him with a rather strange expression.
The doctor's answer confirmed what Sean was thinking.
The woman she was referring to was the white-haired loli.
But... why is she in the same situation as him?
"Judging from your expression, you seem to know someone...?" The female doctor suddenly gave a mischievous smile. "How about this, you'll also be coming around this time next week. I'll try my best to find some clues about your physical condition during this period."
"Okay, thank you for your help." Sean nodded.
Now he has no choice but to trust this female doctor.
Moreover, if the white-haired loli comes here again next week, he might be able to get some information from her.
Not only his body and that special time-space converter, but also...
So, after noting down the female doctor's contact information, Sean left St. Goman's Hospital.
This trip to the hospital has been very fruitful.
This not only gave him hope of restoring his magic, but also gave him the opportunity to figure out why he had come here.
"Uncle Huck, what are you thinking about?" Luna's cheerful voice interrupted Sean's thoughts.
Sean paused for a moment, then turned the light towards Luna.
The other person's inquisitive eyes were blinking at him.
"Oh, Miss Lovegood, I was just thinking about the past, and... my future plans." Sean scratched his head lightly, trying to gather his thoughts.
"Your future plans?" Luna's eyes brightened, and she moved closer to Sean, clearly intrigued by the topic. "Is it about a new story? Or do you have some new plans for the future?"
Sean, infected by her enthusiasm, smiled and said, "Well, you could say both, Miss Lovegood. I'm here."
Before Sean could finish speaking, Luna hurriedly interrupted him.
"Uncle Huck, can I participate in your story writing, or can you teach me how to write stories? I've always wanted to write a story and publish it in my dad's Quibbler, but my dad has always refused to teach me..." Luna seemed a little aggrieved.
Sean was amused by Luna's pitiful expression. He gently patted the empty seat next to him, gesturing for Luna to sit closer.
"Miss Lovegood, I'm quite flattered by your eagerness," he chuckled. "Of course I can teach you how to write stories. I've always admired your thirst for knowledge and your curiosity about the unknown—essential qualities for becoming a great writer."
Luna seemed excited upon hearing this. She immediately sat down in the seat Sean indicated and asked impatiently, "So where should we begin? I have so many ideas, but I don't know how to turn them into a complete story."
Sean thought for a moment, then slowly said, "To write a story, you first need a good inspiration, which usually comes from life, observation, or imagination."
"Then, you need to build an engaging plot that allows readers to follow your writing and gradually delve deeper into the world of the story."
"Characters are also very important; they need to have their own personalities, motivations, and growth trajectories."
Finally, don't forget to use vivid language to describe the scene so that the reader feels as if they are there.
Luna listened with great interest, nodding in agreement from time to time.
She pulled out a small notebook from somewhere and began to carefully record every word Sean said.
"Remember, writing a story is like an adventure; you are both the explorer and the guide. Sometimes you will encounter difficulties, but as long as you persevere, you will always find treasures," Sean encouraged.
"By the way, why do you want me to teach you how to write stories?" Sean suddenly remembered to ask this question, feeling a little curious.
He had expected Luna to praise his story for being interesting or well-structured; in fact, he was prepared to accept the compliments and humbly wave them off.
However, Luna's answer surprised him.
"Because, Mr. Hack, your writing style looks just like mine." Luna smiled slyly, then shoved the notebook back into the notebook.
Sean then noticed an inconspicuous little pocket under Luna's skirt.
But this does nothing to help him in his current predicament.
Yes.
To be told by someone of Luna's age that his writing style is the same as hers is not something to be happy about.
Just as Sean was about to defend himself, he heard Mrs. Pandora's voice coming from inside the RV.
"Mr. Huck, Luna, dinner's ready!"
Luna heard her mother's voice, made a face at Sean, and then ran away quickly.
Sean shook his head, gave a wry smile, and then got into the RV.
It seems that he now has another reason to hide his identity.
When Sean walked into the kitchen, he realized that today's meal was a bit too lavish.
Lady Pandora is not only a master at brewing potions, but she's also a culinary expert.
This also indirectly confirms Sean's point of view—that there is no essential difference between cooking and making potions; both involve putting ingredients into a pot at the right time.
The only difference is that one is a clay pot and the other is an iron pot.
Sean enjoyed his dinner with a clear conscience.
He only cooked the first meal; for the next two days, every time he tried to cook, Lady Pandora politely declined.
In Lady Pandora's words, cooking gives her a different kind of inspiration for brewing potions.
Judging from tonight's dinner, Mrs. Pandora's inspiration was absolutely off the charts.
About fifteen minutes later, the four of them quickly finished cleaning up the food on the table. Just as Sean was about to return to his bedroom to continue creating, Xenophilius called him back.
"Mr. Hack, please wait a moment."
"Is there something you need, Mr. Lovegood?" Sean turned around and asked curiously.
"I was trying to say..." Xenophilius hesitated, seemingly finding it difficult to speak, but Lady Pandora's Award certificate spoke for him, "Mr. Harker, we have something we'd like to ask you."
Upon hearing this, Sean immediately gave a friendly smile. "Of course, feel free to ask if there's anything you need. I'll do my best to help if it's within my power."
Lady Pandora gave him a grateful look, then slowly said, "Actually, it's about Luna."
"This morning, news came from the Forbidden Forest about the 'Curved-Horned Snoring Beast,' and I happen to need to go there to collect some potion ingredients."
"However, the Forbidden Forest is a complex and dangerous place, and it wouldn't be safe to take Luna there. So, I'd like to leave her at home and ask you to take care of her for a few days. Would that be alright?"
After saying that, Mrs. Pandora looked at Sean expectantly, waiting for his answer.
After 0.01 seconds of thought and 2.99 seconds of facial expression control, Sean showed a reluctant expression.
He scratched his head gently, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he slowly said, "Mrs. Lovegood, I understand your troubles, but as you know, I am not very good at taking care of children, and I also have some work to do myself."
He paused for a moment, glancing at Lady Pandora's expectant eyes.
Then, Sean changed the subject and continued, "However, since you can't find anyone more suitable to take care of Luna,
I'm willing to try my best, and I will do everything I can to make sure Luna has a happy and safe time these next few days.
Upon hearing this, Lady Pandora's worry vanished instantly, replaced by deep gratitude. "Thank you so much, Mr. Hark. I'm relieved to have you here. Xenophilius and I will be back as soon as possible. Please take good care of us during this time."
Sean smiled and nodded, indicating his understanding.
Luna, who was standing next to her, smiled and blinked when she heard this, seemingly lost in her own thoughts.
After accepting this unexpected request, Sean returned to his room.
He sat calmly at his desk, continuing to finish the novel he hadn't yet completed.
The next day.
Sean was already up when the first rays of dawn had not yet fully broken free from the shackles of night, and only a faint bluish-gray tinge appeared on the horizon.
When he walked into the living room, he was surprised to find that the Lovegoods had quietly left the night before. On the living room table, there was only a letter and a small, heavy bag of money containing Galleons.
Sean secretly speculated that things in the Forbidden Forest must have been really urgent, otherwise the Lovegoods wouldn't have chosen to leave in such a rush at midnight, without even having time to say goodbye.
He gently picked up the letter; the handwriting on the envelope was hurried and messy, revealing an urgent feeling.
Sean glanced through the letter; it contained nothing more than gratitude and apology.
He put down the letter, and Zi Guangwen landed on the bag of gold gallons.
Inside the heavy money bag were about seven or eight Galleons, gleaming with an alluring light.
These Galleons are enough to buy fresh ingredients and daily necessities, ensuring that the two of them can live a comfortable and fulfilling life during these few days.
Sean went to the kitchen and opened the window to let in some fresh air.
The world outside the window was gently covered by a thin layer of morning mist, and the air was filled with a fresh and slightly cool scent.
In this environment, Sean felt exceptionally refreshed and invigorated. He took a deep breath of the crisp air, his heart filled with anticipation.
Today is his first day alone with Luna.