some magical Hogwarts

Chapter 1 Stark of the Wizarding World
“本期开出的第58个中奖号码是，4-3-9-6-2-8-0-0！！”

Lying in the rented room, William, who was wrapped in a black suit on his upper body and SpongeBob shorts on his lower body, jumped up excitedly from the bed after hearing the number announced by the host on the TV.

"I won the lottery? I won the lottery!" William rubbed his eyes and repeatedly compared the scratch pad in his hand.

The number is sure!

"Haha, I'm a rich man."

He recalls yesterday, feels today, and imagines the future!
William was an orphan since he was a child, and his family was very poor.

But he did not give up his dream and insisted on buying lottery tickets every day. He believed in himself and would definitely win.

Now, he succeeded, and finally ushered in the harvest season!

With this money, William can do many things.

You can buy a luxurious sea view villa in the Taklamakan Desert, you can invest in a Chinese-American co-production with your favorite actor, you can treat your favorite anchor for ten years of depression...

Two days later, William walked into the Welfare Lottery Center fully armed, wearing a disposable mask, and a pair of five-yuan children's sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

His hair is greasy, his eyes are wandering, and he looks like Guevara to everyone.

He looks around... (bgm (good day) stuck)
There are no dense crowds of onlookers;

There is no IMF with a pen waiting for his donation;

Nor did Hong Kong reporters flock to interview him.

No big scenes of any kind, not even money... gone! !
William Stark jerked up straight, waking from a stupefied sleep.

Where am I?

who am I?
Where's my husband... Ah bah, where's my money?
William looked around and realized it was a dream, so he sighed and lay back on the bed again.

No wonder it is a bit fake, others are quite true, but how could the Jade Emperor be printed on the RMB? !

Patting his head, William showed a dull expression, like Su Daqiang lying on the ground, wanting to drink hand-ground coffee.

A month ago, William was still living in China, waiting for the organization to send someone to talk to him about the successor of socialism, although he had been waiting for more than 20 years.

Both of William's parents died when he was a child, and he only finished college with the help of well-wishers.

The beginning of the dream was real. He did win the big prize, but when he was celebrating, he was eating hot pot and singing, when he was suddenly robbed by the kidnappers.

William still remembers the man's appearance: blood red lips, pointed nose and grinning mouth, cold and gloomy horror makeup... exactly the same as the Joker's costume in Batman.

At first, William thought it was for cosplay, and he was looking for Batman with great interest, but unexpectedly, he was directly knocked down by the opponent.

After that, the kidnappers took the money, tore up the ticket, and woke up again. William traveled to England, returned to 1990, and became an 11-year-old child.

After waking up, William became able to communicate with others in English normally, and there was an additional memory of an 11-year-old child in his head.

The boy's former name was William Stark, and he came from a wealthy family. His father was a dentist, his mother was a professor at Cambridge University, and he had a nine-year-old sister named Anne.

William was an orphan in his previous life, and he is quite satisfied with his current identity. As for his past, just forget it as a nightmare.

The only thing I regret is the scratch-off piece.

Fortunately, William has already recorded the winning numbers in his diary. As long as it is not a parallel world, he will become a multi-millionaire sooner or later, just wait patiently... 30 years!

No matter what he said this time, he will not eat hot pot anymore.

William sighed, tossed and turned, and found that he was sleepless, so he was about to get up and go for a morning run.

But after he stood up, he heard a "thump" sound from the balcony.

"Is Bobo Tea you?" He asked softly while putting on his clothes.

Bobocha is a beautiful young orange cat who was rescued by William because of an injury, and later adopted as a cute pet.

Although not as prevalent as the London fox, this type of stray cat is also very common.

Because of the orange color all over his body, William named it Bobo Tea.

Bobocha has an extremely docile personality, otherwise William's parents would not have agreed to keep it.

After getting dressed quickly, William drew the curtains and opened the glass door. The sunlight outside was warm but not glaring.

It seems that today is a rare good weather!
Squinting his eyes, William saw Bobocha squatting on the marble floor of the balcony, confronting an owl.

The scene was indescribably weird.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Bobocha shook its orange ears. A row of sharp teeth were exposed in its mouth, and it let out a "meow" cry. At the same time, it lowered its body and sat down to prepare for hunting.

The owl lowered its head, shook its head, and stared at Bobo Cha with its big eyes, seemingly disdainful.

Can this be tolerated?

Bobocha was furious, and then prepared to attack.

William quickly stopped in front and said, "Bobo tea, don't eat strange things, you will get sick!"

He added another sentence: "It must be cooked before eating..."

"Goo!!!"

The owl seemed to understand William's words, tilted his head, and glanced at the boy, looking offended.

It stared at a pair of brown pupils, then spread its wings and flew up from the balcony fence with a flutter.

Only then did William realize that it was holding a brown envelope made of thick parchment in its paws.

letter?
for me?

He felt a little strange. As a nocturnal bird, it was fine to confront his little orange cat in the morning, but he still sent letters?

What age is this?

William held his chin, thinking carefully, a head of thick and beautiful dark brown hair fluttering gently in the wind.

"Speaking of... in memory, this body did experience strange fluctuations."

William doesn't know how to describe it, it's a bit like superpowers, and it's also a bit like awakening magic.

For this reason, he even made indirect remarks to his parents, but found that they were just ordinary people. In order to prevent being sliced, this secret was hidden.

"Looking at it now... I really am not an ordinary person!"

Plus my surname is Stark...

William's dark green eyes lit up, as if a blind student had discovered the beauty point.

"Could it be... Howard Stark, a distant cousin, found that his son Tony is more and more like Potts who had a relationship once, so he is going to let me travel to the United States to inherit all his inheritance?!"

That's not right either.

William has never seen something so famous as Stark Industries on TV, so this should not be the Marvel world.

So……

"Could it be Bran Stark, a relative of Westeros, who is going to summon me to inherit his Iron Throne?"

But that should also send letter crows?

While William was meditating, the owl circled the sky a few times before dropping the envelope on his head.

William picked up the envelope, and he quickly turned it over. On the back of the envelope, there was a wax seal, a coat of arms, a capital "H" surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake.

His eyes widened suddenly, his hands tightened tightly, and then he quickly opened the envelope, took out the letter and read:

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Federation of Magic, President of the Wizarding Association, first-class wizard of the Merlin Sir Order).

Dear Mr. Stark: We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment.Semester is scheduled to start on September 31.We will be waiting for your owl to bring your reply before July [-]st.

Vice-Principal (Female) Minerva McGonagall...

Before reading the letter, William's concentration was interrupted by a voice again.

He looked up and saw that Bobocha had already thrown the owl down.

The owl was lying flat on the balcony, and Bobocha was lying on top of it.

Well, the posture is a bit ambiguous.

This was William's first reaction.

Second reaction...

Wait, bobo tea!Let it send the letter back first, let's have an open-air barbecue!

……

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　Adorable little wizard, please collect and recommend tickets!Group number: 605848137
　　


(End of this chapter)