bacchusnovels Chapter 326 What are you still shy about?
Chapter 326 What are you still shy about?
Chapter 326 What are you still shy about?
Voldemort.
Since the incident in the Gryffindor common room that day, Sean has been secretly investigating.
He conducted a series of analyses and deductions on the incident, eliminating each target one by one, and finally pointed his suspicions at the one he least wanted to face—Voldemort.
As Sherlock Holmes said, "When you have eliminated all the impossible options, the one that remains must be the right one."
Sean was convinced of this reasoning.
Although Voldemort is not currently in physical form, he still exists somewhere, secretly plotting certain schemes.
What convinced Sean even more that his guess was correct was his conversation with Harry in the infirmary.
Harry is a very useful Voldemort detection radar.
He only experiences symptoms such as dizziness and headaches when he encounters anything related to Voldemort.
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If Sean remembers correctly, Voldemort should be recuperating in Albania at this time. So how did he end up at Hogwarts? In other words, what is his purpose in coming to Hogwarts? And what does Dumbledore know?
A series of questions lingered in his mind, keeping Sean awake for two consecutive nights.
No matter how you look at it, this whole thing seems strange.
One weekend, Sean quietly left Hogwarts and went to Bristol to meet with Bella and Riddle.
However, the meeting did not bring him the results he had hoped for.
Neither Sean's undercover intelligence network nor Riddle noticed anything unusual in Britain recently.
Not to mention any news about Voldemort.
Under Minister Fudge's leadership, the entire British wizarding community was peaceful and harmonious, and the efficient management system of the Wizarding Information Database made social order more orderly.
Sean smiled wryly, thinking that this situation was very similar to the A-share market in China in 2024. On the surface, it was booming and developing steadily, and everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction.
From a certain perspective, the situation is indeed reassuring.
After all, as a peace enthusiast, Sean couldn't possibly be hoping for any trouble to happen, could he?
On a weekend night, the sky above Hogwarts was gloomy, with low-hanging dark clouds that seemed to weigh down on the entire castle.
Moments later, a torrential downpour began.
Sean walked steadily toward his office, feeling much more relaxed than usual.
He had just returned from Bristol, and although there hadn't been any substantial progress, at least the situation wasn't as bad as expected.
He silently decided to temporarily put aside those troublesome Voldemort clues and focus on the present.
"Let's just see how things go," he muttered to himself. "If Dumbledore isn't in a hurry, why should I?"
When he arrived at his office door, he was surprised to find a slender figure already waiting there for a long time.
That was Qiu Zhang, with her black hair flowing like a waterfall. She gripped her broom tightly with both hands, looking somewhat nervous.
Hearing Sean's footsteps, she immediately turned around, revealing a somewhat reserved but gentle smile.
"Professor, may I come in?" she asked softly, sounding somewhat uneasy.
Sean was somewhat surprised, but he still smiled and nodded, gesturing for her to come in.
"Of course, Miss Akiharu, please come in. It's so late, what can I do for you?"
Qiu Zhang followed him cautiously into the office.
The air was filled with the faint fragrance of osmanthus blossoms, and Sean couldn't help but make a subtle comparison between the scents of Cho Chang and Luna in his mind.
He walked to the table, poured a cup of hot tea, and handed it to Qiu.
"Thank you, Professor." Qiu took the cup, her fingers trembling slightly, as if she was considering how to begin.
Sean looked at her quietly, giving her enough time.
Finally, Qiu took a deep breath and mustered her courage to say, "Professor, I—I have some questions about Quidditch that I would like to ask you."
Sean raised his eyebrows slightly, showing little surprise.
He knew that Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff had a crucial Quidditch match next week.
"About Quidditch?" Sean asked softly, his tone gentle and his eyes encouraging. "Do you have any specific questions you'd like to discuss?"
Qiu Zhang lowered his head, took a small sip of tea, and then raised his head again.
"Professor, I feel like my training hasn't been going well lately, especially in matches against stormy weather. The Ravenclaw captain wants us to improve our response to bad weather, but I always feel like my performance isn't ideal." Her voice was low and tinged with confusion. "Every time I play in a storm, I can't concentrate, and I even feel a bit scared. I know it's a weakness for me, but I really don't know how to overcome it."
Sean listened to her story with a calm expression, but he understood her deeply.
Quidditch is not only a contest of skill and physical ability, but also a battle of wits. Inclement weather is a severe challenge for any Seeker, especially maintaining focus and composure in strong winds and heavy rain, which requires not only training but also mental preparation.
He nodded slightly, his voice still gentle: "I understand how you feel, Ms. Qiu Zhang. A storm is indeed a great challenge, especially for you Seekers, as it severely limits your vision and control." He paused, his gaze falling on Qiu Zhang's face, and continued, "But have you considered that perhaps this isn't a technical problem, but rather a psychological one?"
Qiu Zhang was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting Sean to so directly pinpoint the problem in her mind.
She bit her lip, remained silent for a moment, and finally said softly, "Maybe so. Every time there's a storm during a match, it reminds me of some bad memories. I know it sounds silly, but—"
“No, Qiu, this isn’t stupid,” Sean interrupted her immediately. “Everyone has their own fears and psychological barriers to face. The important thing is to find a way to confront them, not let them control you.”
As he spoke, he glanced at the weather outside. The torrential rain was still pouring down outside the window, and the wind was blowing hard against the window, echoing their conversation.
“This weather is no joke,” Sean frowned slightly, then turned to Cho Chang, “but this is a good opportunity for us to train in the wind and rain to help you adapt to bad weather conditions.”
Cho Chang was stunned, looking at Sean in disbelief. "Professor, you mean we should go to the field to practice now?"
“Yes,” Sean replied, “the storm will make us more focused and help you overcome your fear of bad weather. Let’s go, we don’t have time to waste.”
After saying that, he walked towards the door first.
Cho Chang hesitated for a moment, but was then inspired by Sean's courage and followed him out of the office.
When we arrived at the stadium, the rain was pouring down, making the court extremely slippery.
Sean gestured for Cho Chang to stay in the center of the field, while he began to give her training instructions.
"First, you need to get used to flying in this kind of bad weather. Try controlling the broom in different wind directions and find the way you fly that suits you," he explained patiently. "I'll be riding behind you on the broom later."
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After giving a few more pieces of advice, Sean and Cho Chang each got on their brooms.
After watching Qiu Zhang steadily take off into the air, Sean slightly increased the distance, giving Qiu Zhang some space to adapt. They flew in the storm, and the stimulation from the storm made Qiu Zhang's heart beat faster. Although the initial tension was still in her heart, as time went by, she gradually began to adapt to the weather.
"Keep your attention, focus on what's ahead!" Sean shouted in the wind, his voice swallowed by the gale, but Cho Chang still heard him.
She tried to concentrate, attempting to ignore the stinging rain on her face. Just as she was beginning to adjust, Sean caught up from behind: "Come on, try to get around me!"
Qiu Zhang adjusted her direction and began to accelerate. However, a sudden gust of wind hit her, and she immediately lost her balance, almost falling off the broom.
At that moment, she felt a sense of fear rising in her heart.
"Hold on tight to the broom, don't be afraid!"
Qiu Zhang forced herself to concentrate, but a strong wind surged in like a tide, and a sudden gust of wind knocked her broom over.
Qiu Zhang panicked, his wrist trembled, and he almost dropped it.
In that instant, she felt her body lose its balance, tilt to one side, and was about to fall.
"Choo Zhang!" Sean reacted quickly, flying over from behind and grabbing her wrist. "Are you alright?"
"Um... It's alright, thank you." Qiu Zhang composed himself, gripped the broom tightly again, and then realized how dangerous the situation had just been.
If Sean hadn't caught her in time, she would probably be on the ground by now.
Thinking of this, Cho Chang felt a lingering fear, but also looked at Sean with gratitude.
Seeing her pale face, Sean knew she was still shaken, so he softened his tone and comforted her, "It's normal to encounter something like this for the first time. You'll get used to it with practice. Believe in yourself, focus on controlling the broom, and leave the rest to me."
Qiu Zhang nodded, barely managing to regain her composure. She took a deep breath and focused her attention back on the broom.
This time, Sean didn't pull away again, but instead kept pace with her.
Whenever strong winds and waves came, he would guide Qiu Zhang from the side and help him keep the broom steady.
After practicing like this several times, Qiu Zhang finally got the hang of it.
Although she still struggles a bit with storms, she is now able to handle most situations on her own.
Seeing this, Sean felt relieved and stopped paying close attention to her every move as before.
The two flew through the storm for quite some time, until very late.
"That's enough training for today, let's go back," Sean said.
"Hmm." Qiu Zhang agreed, slowly lowered the broom, and landed in a grove of trees.
She slid off the broom, her legs feeling sore and numb from maintaining the same position for so long.
Qiu Zhang gently rubbed her stiff legs. The rain had completely soaked her clothes, and the wet robe clung to her body, outlining her slender curves.
Her hair was soaked through by the rain, with a few wet strands clinging to her cheeks, raindrops dripping down her face and neck. She lowered her head slightly, gently shaking her hair, water droplets splashing in the air, her eyes still showing a hint of weariness.
"You're soaking wet, aren't you?" Sean jumped off the broom, looked at Cho Chang, and suggested, "Why don't you come to my office, change your clothes, have a cup of hot tea, and warm yourself up before going back?"
Qiu Zhang was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, but then he understood what he meant.
Indeed, if I go back to the dorm like this, I'll definitely catch a cold and get a fever.
But Sean was her professor, and she really didn't want to cause him any trouble.
She hesitated for a moment, then declined, saying, "No need, Professor. I'm used to this kind of weather; I can just go back. Don't worry, I won't get sick."
"How can that be?" Sean frowned. "You'll easily catch a cold if you get soaked in the rain like this. Besides, it's already so late. What if something happens on the road? I'm worried about you being alone."
After saying this, without waiting for Qiu Zhang's rebuttal, he put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Come with me, let's go to my office and rest for a bit. We'll go back to the dormitory together after the rain stops."
After saying this, Sean didn't give Qiu Zhang a chance to refuse and directly put his arm around her and walked forward.
Qiu Zhang only had time to let out a small gasp before he was pulled away from the spot.
She was forced to follow Sean, explaining as she walked, "Really, it's not necessary, Professor Sean... I can go back by myself."
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"Listen to me," Sean interrupted her in a low voice, "or I'll tie you up and take you back myself."
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After saying that joke, he added, "I was just kidding. But if you don't listen to me, then I won't be so polite."
Sean's half-truthful words left Cho Chang speechless, and he could only let him lead him to his destination.
The two quickly returned to the interior of Hogwarts Castle.
Sean opened his office door and led Cho Chang inside.
He closed the door behind him, then turned and went to the fireplace to start a fire.
Flames roared up, instantly warming the room.
Qiu Zhang stood in the center of the room, his long robe already removed by Sean, leaving him only in his close-fitting undergarments.
She looked at Sean's busy figure, her heart filled with mixed feelings.
On the one hand, she was incredibly grateful for Sean's thoughtfulness and care; on the other hand, she was also aware that their relationship seemed to have changed without her realizing it.
"Take off your cloak too, I'll dry it for you." Sean's voice interrupted her thoughts.
Cho Chang then realized that Sean had already hung his wet coat next to the fireplace to dry.
She carefully took off her cloak and handed it to Sean to dry.
After taking off her cloak, Qiu Zhang was left with only a thin black shirt wrapped around her petite body.
Although the shirt was loose and comfortable, it still couldn't completely hide her curvaceous figure.
Beneath her slender neck, two fair and rounded collarbones were faintly visible. Looking down, two full and perky breasts clung tightly to her clothes, almost bursting the buttons open.
Below her slender waist were two straight and long jade-like legs.
She had originally planned to wear another bra, but she was in too much of a rush and hadn't prepared one.
Now, apart from a thin shirt, she appeared in front of Sean almost naked from the waist up.
Thinking of this, Qiu Zhang's face flushed red.
She quickly wrapped her arms around her chest, trying to cover the exposed skin.
However, this action only made her breasts appear fuller and more prominent, almost as if she were seducing Sean.
Qiu Zhang was extremely embarrassed, fearing that Sean, who was not far away, would notice her strange behavior, so she quickly lowered her head.
Meanwhile, Sean quickly used a spell to dry Cho Chang's coat and cloak. He then came over with a cup of hot tea and placed the coat and cloak on the low table in front of Cho Chang.
He noticed that Qiu Zhang seemed a little uneasy and thought she was cold, so he kindly suggested, "Why don't you put on your cloak first, or you'll catch a cold."
"Oh..." Qiu Zhang nodded guiltily and hurriedly put his cloak back on.
Seeing this, Sean didn't say anything more, just smiled faintly and picked up another cup of hot tea to drink.
The room was quiet for a few seconds, with only the slight crackling of the burning wood in the fireplace.
"How are you feeling? Any better?"
Qiu Zhang nodded and said sincerely, "Thank you, Professor. I really don't know what I would have done without your help."
"Don't say that, it's what I should do." Sean smiled, his tone tinged with affection. "Next time you encounter this kind of weather, remember to take precautions. Otherwise, catching a cold or fever would be troublesome."
"I understand." Qiu Zhang nodded obediently, but felt an indescribable warmth in her heart.
Since entering Hogwarts, she has received special care from Shaun.
This feeling of being cared for made her feel happier than ever before.
Sean seemed oblivious to Cho Chang's change of heart, and the two began chatting, mostly about tactics for next week's Quidditch match.
The rain finally subsided a bit around midnight.
Sean got up and opened the window, letting fresh air into the room.
"It looks like the rain is going to stop, we should head back," Sean said gently, turning to look at Cho Chang.
Qiu Zhang nodded, stood up, and prepared to leave.
Sean walked up to her, took the cup from her hand, and gently placed it back on the table.
"Be careful, the ground is still a bit slippery," Sean cautioned.
Qiu Zhang smiled and nodded, then lifted his foot to take a step.
Just then, she suddenly slipped and lost her balance, falling backward! Sean reacted quickly, reaching out to catch her around the waist and preventing her from falling.
"Ah... thank you, Professor..."
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"Qiu Zhang said, still shaken, that Sean's arms were wrapped around her slender waist."
The warmth of his palms seeped through the thin fabric onto her skin, causing a burning sensation in her lower abdomen.
Sean didn't let go either, but simply steadied her to prevent her from falling again.
He looked down at Qiu Zhang and discovered a scene that made his blood boil—because Qiu Zhang had just moved too much, the third button on her shirt had popped open!
Her fair and smooth skin was exposed to the air without any obstruction.
Sean suddenly felt his throat go dry. He swallowed hard, his eyes glued to Qiu Zhang's half-naked upper body.
Qiu Zhang was completely unaware that he had been exposed and was still in shock.
She looked up at Sean and said, "Professor, I'm alright now, you can let me go."
Sean then came to his senses and quickly let go.
His fingertips seemed to still savor the soft touch of Qiu Zhang's skin, which made him feel like he was worse than an animal.
Sean didn't dare look at Qiu Zhang any longer and hurriedly led her out of the room.
Qiu Zhang was preoccupied with his earlier lapse in composure and completely failed to notice Sean's unusual reaction.
After seeing Cho Chang off, Sean returned to his office and stood alone by the window, staring blankly at the rain-soaked grass outside.
The scene from just now lingered in his mind, making him feel uneasy.
As a professor, he shouldn't have had such thoughts; but as a normal man, how could he resist Qiu Zhang's charming and sexy body?
Reason and desire are locked in a battle, and ultimately desire prevails.
Sean slowly unzipped his pants.
Just as he was about to release the pressure that had accumulated over the past few days, the wardrobe door suddenly opened.
"Uncle Huck, do you need my help?"
Sean looked up abruptly and found Luna standing there, holding a towel in her hand and with an innocent expression on her face.
Sean was extremely embarrassed and stammered, trying to explain something.
However, Luna didn't care about any of that. She walked straight to Sean, knelt down, and gently held his hand.
"Uncle Huck, didn't we already do it once before? What are you still shy about?"
As Luna spoke, Sean was reminded of the night just a few days ago, the night before Halloween.