Sean followed Hart into a large conference room already packed with people.
The moment he entered, countless eyes immediately turned toward him.
Many of the guests were wealthy pure-blood investors, potion merchants, and influential figures from various wizarding families. Expensive robes filled the room while goblins moved silently between tables serving wine and desserts.
Meanwhile, Charlie and the others stood awkwardly near the center of the room.
Unfortunately for them, their transformed appearances attracted enormous attention.
People simply couldn't stop staring.
After all, the changes were too dramatic.
"Mr. Sebastian!"
A grey-haired man suddenly strode forward excitedly before grabbing Sean into a tight hug.
"It's an honour to meet you! You changed my son's life!"
Sean blinked in surprise.
Before he could react, Hart stepped forward smoothly.
"This is Richard Charlie," Hart explained respectfully. "Head of the Charlie family. Their primary business involves potion distribution."
Sean's attitude instantly became even warmer.
"Mr. Richard!"
He immediately shook the man's hand enthusiastically.
"It's my pleasure."
Sean had always treated wealthy people extremely kindly.
Especially wealthy people willing to spend money.
At that moment, Charlie himself hurried over excitedly.
"Mr. Sebastian!"
His face looked practically radiant after the surgery.
"This is my father. Thank you so much for changing me!"
Only then did Sean suddenly realize something important.
Charlie still hadn't recognized him.
Not even slightly.
Sean instantly decided to continue the act all the way to the end.
He adopted a mature older-brother expression and nodded calmly.
"My younger brother mentioned you before. Since you're his friend, I naturally put extra effort into your procedure."
He smiled faintly.
"Consider it a gift."
Charlie immediately puffed up proudly.
"Sean and I are very close friends."
Sean nearly choked hearing that shameless statement.
Meanwhile, Richard laughed loudly.
"When Charlie first met your younger brother, he punched him in the mouth so hard he couldn't close his jaw properly for an entire night!"
The surrounding guests burst into laughter.
"But children are children," Richard continued cheerfully. "Boys fight. It happens."
Sean's smile became extremely awkward.
"Haha…"
"Right."
"Of course."
At that moment, another voice sounded beside him.
"Mr. Sebastian."
The tone was low, elegant, and cold.
"It's an honour."
Sean turned his head immediately.
Lucius Malfoy stood only a few steps away.
The silver-haired aristocrat looked exactly as imposing as Sean remembered from the original story. His pale eyes carried the calm arrogance of someone born above nearly everyone else.
And for a terrifying moment—
—it felt as though Lucius could see directly through Sean's disguise.
Sean's heartbeat skipped slightly.
Fortunately, Lucius only glanced at him briefly before looking away again.
Still, Sean felt cold sweat gathering beneath his collar.
As expected of a veteran Death Eater.
The pressure alone was overwhelming.
The following shareholder meeting dragged on for hours.
Between negotiations, introductions, investments, future expansion plans, and endless toasts, Sean barely found time to breathe.
By the time he finally escaped the Cosmetic Magic Hospital, the sky outside had already gone dark.
The moment he stepped into the cold evening air, the drunken haze in his eyes vanished instantly.
Sean knew his alcohol tolerance extremely well.
The moment he reached a dangerous limit, he would deliberately pretend to be drunk instead of continuing.
Losing control after drinking too much was how accidents happened.
Hart followed him outside shortly afterward.
"Everything went perfectly today, Master Sean."
The goblin looked visibly excited.
"We already have more than a dozen confirmed appointments."
Hart's eyes gleamed.
"Once tomorrow's newspapers are released, appointments will probably be booked years in advance."
Sean yawned tiredly.
"Pay attention to one thing."
Hart immediately straightened.
"If any Hogwarts Slytherin students book appointments, move them to the front of the queue."
Sean shoved both hands into his pockets while walking slowly.
"The sooner they finish surgery, the better."
Hart nodded instantly.
"Understood."
Then Sean remembered something else.
"The Healers you hired. How much have they learned so far?"
Hart answered immediately.
"They already understand most of the procedures. With a few more practice operations, they should be capable of handling surgeries independently."
Sean nodded in satisfaction.
"Good."
He stretched lazily.
"I'll return tomorrow for the next procedures. After that, I probably won't have time to come often."
Hart bowed respectfully.
Sean waved casually before turning toward the Three Broomsticks Inn.
Most people came there for drinks.
But the upper floors also functioned as a hotel.
Just as Sean reached the street corner, several hushed voices suddenly drifted from a nearby alley.
"We have to go into the Forbidden Forest and retrieve it, or we're dead anyway!"
"Bloody hell, how did those damned Aurors find us?"
"Keep your voice down and move."
Sean's eyes narrowed instantly.
Strange creature smugglers.
The moment he heard several keywords together, Sean immediately guessed their identities.
Without hesitation, he quietly cast a Disillusionment Charm over himself before slipping silently after them.
Sean remembered these people very clearly.
They were the same smugglers who had nearly endangered his parents before.
If Hart hadn't secretly arranged goblin guards in advance, Sean didn't even want to imagine what could have happened.
The thought alone made killing intent rise inside him.
Not long afterward, the three cloaked figures headed toward the Shrieking Shack.
Sean frowned slightly.
"What are they doing there?"
Silently, his body melted deeper into the shadows as he followed closer.
The moon hung high overhead now, casting pale light across the abandoned area around the Shack.
"We're insane," one smuggler muttered nervously. "The Forbidden Forest is enormous. How are we supposed to find that thing?"
"And it definitely remembers our scent," another whispered shakily. "Once it sees us, it'll tear us apart."
"Shut up, both of you."
The apparent leader spoke coldly while continuing forward.
"Either we enter the forest and recover it…"
"…or our employer kills us first."
"Choose."
Sean's eyes darkened slightly.
He was just about to look for an opportunity to strike when—
—a small figure suddenly leapt out from the darkness.
"STOP!"
A young woman pointed her wand directly at the smugglers.
"Don't turn around! Drop your wands!"
Under the moonlight, Sean could finally see her clearly.
She looked young.
Very young.
Probably a newly graduated Auror.
Her height barely reached five foot three, but her figure was athletic and her posture full of determination.
Unfortunately…
…she was also incredibly inexperienced.
Sean instantly realized how stupid this situation was.
Three cornered dark wizards.
One rookie Auror standing alone in front of them.
This was suicide.
Sure enough, the smugglers showed no fear whatsoever.
Instead, murderous expressions immediately appeared on their faces.
"Reducto!"
"Diffindo!"
Two curses shot backward instantly.
The young Auror reacted surprisingly quickly.
"Confringo!"
Three spells collided violently in midair.
Crackling magical energy exploded across the darkness as the curses tangled together.
Then—
—the third dark wizard suddenly grinned viciously and roared:
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