Harry Potter and the Badger Who Can’t Magic

After Auston went upstairs, he turned his head and entered his room. The curtains in the room had not been drawn, and it was dark inside. The desk and bookshelf on the left, and the wardrobe on the right were vaguely visible. In the center of the room was a large bed.

He suddenly threw himself onto the bed, sighing and staring at the ceiling in a trance.

Ever since he first came to this world eleven years ago, Mrs. Brown lying on the bed waved the little wooden stick in her hand, and he and his sister's cradle flew in front of her, he knew where he was, because he knew where he was. In my childhood, I loved those seven novels so much, and I was so eager for this world. After a tragic accident as an adult, he actually came into the world.

However, what is frustrating is that in the past eleven years, facing the twin sister's stronger magic fluctuations, he gradually realized the fact that he has no magic talent. Maybe it's because he's from a different world, maybe it's because his father was a Squib who didn't know magic.

Although Mr. Brown is a Squib, the excellence of a person is not necessarily judged by the level of magic. Auston doesn't know how Mr Brown's boyhood lived, but apparently, Mr Brown has successfully integrated into the Muggle world. He attended Muggle schools, learned Muggle knowledge, rode Muggle transport, did Muggle jobs. Just from the fact that he graduated from Harrow School and Cambridge University, and then entered KPMG as an accountant, a series of resumes that many Muggles could not complete.

In the past ten years, he was recognized as a Squib by the whole family, and he gradually became disgusted with the magical world. Mrs. Brown was afraid of hurting his heart, so she seldom used magic in front of him.

He also began to plan for the future. Maybe he could get into the unreachable Harrow School with hard work, and then follow in his father's footsteps and become the greatest accountant in the 20th century. It is also a very good choice.

Now, a letter has messed up everything, and his mood has begun to become complicated. To be honest, he really wants to refuse. On the one hand, he has no magical fluctuations, and he is probably the worst student at Hogwarts; On the one hand, after all, even if he did enter that magical world, it would not be so secure. A few years later, the terrifying Dark Lord would re-emerge again, so it was unlikely that a small character like him would accidentally become cannon fodder. Thinking of this, he faintly began to worry about his younger sister, whose magical power fluctuated stronger day by day. He even suggested several times to his parents that Sissy should go to Beauxbatons in France to study in the future, in order to avoid this catastrophe. Now, not only his sister can't run away, but even he himself is involved. Looking at the eager eyes and happy faces of his parents, he can't say anything if he refuses.

There was a knock at the door of 'Koukou', "Oss, can I come in?" Mr. Brown's heavy voice came in.

Auston sat up and said, please come in.

Mr. Brown gently pushed open the door, holding a flat package in his hand, walked to Auston's bed and sat beside him.

He handed the package to Auston and said "birthday, baby."

Auston's expression improved a little. He thanked his father and opened the beautiful box little by little. Inside was a straw-yellow hard straw hat. He took out the straw hat and looked at his father in surprise.

Mr Brown answered his question with a longing look on his face "This is the straw hat I wore when I was at Harrow school. It was a wonderful time. I know Harrow School is also your dream. I wanted to wait for you when you were thirteen years old. I gave it to you again, I'm afraid it won't be used now."

"Dad, I don't really want to..." Auston was about to retort while holding his straw hat.

Mr. Brown raised his hand to interrupt him, and then gave him a playful wink and suggested, "Oss, do you want to hear my story?"

Mr. and Mrs. Brown never told the Auston brothers and sisters about their past. The brothers and sisters gradually realized that it might not be such a happy memory as they became sensible, so they never dared to dig deeper.

Auston looked at his father worriedly and said, "Dad, you don't have to do it for me..."

Mr. Brown spoke as if he hadn't heard him.

"Your mother and I are from different magical families, and we grew up together. I have two older sisters and a younger brother, and the four of us have always been close to each other. My older sisters will receive it as soon as they are eleven years old. The letter from Hogwarts, and then after half a year, when I came back, I brought a lot of fun and funny things for me and your uncle. Gradually I turned eleven, and I was waiting for my eleventh birthday. The letter from Hogwarts, and I also promised my brother that I would bring back all the fun things at Hogwarts. But that birthday that made me look forward to it seems to have been as deep in my life as it was yesterday. deep imprint."

Auston gently shook his father's big hand.

Father also patted him lightly, and then said

"Later, my brother also turned eleven and received a letter from Hogwarts without incident. I always thought they must have made a mistake. Our Brown family never had a Squib, so I used your grandfather's. Owl sent a letter to Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, expressing my doubts. I received a reply very quickly, Dumbledore's words were very euphemistic, but also told me that a quill can not go wrong, I didn't have my name on the Hogwarts roster to begin with."

Mr. Brown lowered his head and stared into Auston's eyes. There were waves in his clear blue eyes, and he went on to say

"Later, I finally gave up. My parents, sister and brother treated me as always, even more friendly, but over time they couldn't stand the pressure of the family and the condemnation of relatives. You know, Squibs can't live in The wizarding world. So they sent me to a pair of old Muggle childless homes in Manchester, changed their memories, made them believe I was their son, and that was the last thing my parents could do for me After that, I lived an ordinary Muggle life. Your mother would secretly come to accompany me every time she was on vacation, and only this time was my happiest time."

Auston could see from his father's face how happy he was in those days.

"Your mother belongs to the Black family. She and I were called Daisy Black before we got married. Of course, don't take too much favor. That family is full of dark wizards." Mr. Brown waved his hand and explained to Auston.

"After she graduated from Hogwarts, she married me without hesitation, and the Black family also removed her from the name because of my relationship. My adoptive parents died shortly after our marriage. I was in college at the time, During that time, it was thanks to your mother who stayed with me, helped me to take care of the housework, and also gave my adoptive parents a decent funeral. You and Qian Qian will be born in a few years. You are the best gift from God. Good gift, after that, every once in a while, Sissi always has to blow up something, which makes me happy and a headache, and you are so quiet, I am afraid you are like me, a squib without magic. Now a letter like this overturns my assumption. Dad knows your worries, and I'm afraid you won't fit in there. Living in the Muggle world is a simple thing. I hope you can fulfill the dream that I can't fulfill. Simple Leave it to me to do.”