Sophia is a blonde girl, not pretty, but very gentle.

When Altaïr was three years old, eighteen-year-old Sophia came to Shelby Manor.

Eight years have passed.

"Good morning, Master Altaïr."

Sophia entered the room, put the clothes in her hand on the cabinet next to the bed, then walked over and opened the curtains one by one, and opened a window in the corner.

The July morning sun shines into the house, and the window is turquoise, and everything looks alive and vibrant.

"Good morning, Sophia."

Altaïr said hello to her and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Sophia prepared a fitted white shirt, a close-fitting gray vest and a matching suit, and the jewelry was a delicate gold pocket watch.

Because Altaïr didn't need to go out today, Sophia didn't have a hat for him.

The Shelby family's hat is always special, with a sharp razor sewn into the brim, which is the glory of the family.

When Altaïr changed clothes, Sophia was always watching, she had nothing to be shy about, she took care of Altaïr for eight years, and sometimes Sophia would even treat Altaïr as her own child.

When Altaïr was dressed, Sophia came to him, put the pocket watch in his suit pocket, one end of the pocket watch chain hung on the button of the suit, and then helped him tidy up the shirt collar.

"Handsome young man, I don't know how many girls I will charm when I grow up."

Sophia praised sincerely, even though Altaïr is only eleven years old now, Sophia still feels a different charm in him.

Handsome, elegant, calm and noble.

It's hard to believe that this is an eleven-year-old child.

Altaïr inherited his mother's Roman ancestry, black hair and black eyes, which is a noble representative of today's British society, after all, the entire history of England originated in Rome.

Most of the Romans were black-haired and black-eyed, including the famous Julius Caesar.

Of course, in Altaïr's opinion, this is actually not much different from his previous life, except that his pupils in his previous life were a little lighter in color, biased towards dark brown, and now they have become almost pure black colors.

In general, Altaïr was still very satisfied, after all, the familiar black hair and black eyes gave him a feeling that he was still an Oriental.

The two left the room and walked towards the restaurant on the first floor.

Shelby Manor was home to the Shelby family, along with Altaïr, his two uncles and an aunt.

Of course, this also included their own large son, his two aunts, one from a noble family in London, and the other the daughter of an underground gang leader in Birmingham.

In addition to the Shelby family, this huge manor also lives nearly a hundred servants, including housekeepers, cooks, gardeners, maids, etc., and dozens of members of the Little Razor Party, who are responsible for guarding the safety of the manor.

In addition to these, the Shelby family also had dozens of hunting dogs, a hundred horses on the horse farm, and a lot of cows and hens on the estate's pasture.

After all, Shelby Manor is a hundred acres in size, and in a well-understood unit, it is equivalent to 400,000 square meters.

The Shelby family used to eat together, which helped to cultivate feelings, and the lessons of the predecessors were vividly remembered, and there was a relationship between the decline of the Razor Party and the division of the Shelby family that could not be ignored.

"Uncle Michael, Uncle Jimmy, Aunt Fiona, Aunt Nancy, Aunt Kate, Cousin Paul... Good morning! "

When he arrived at the restaurant, Altaïr first greeted the big son.

"Thomas! Good morning! "

Everyone replied in unison, Altaïr sat down at the table, and the maid in the dining room began to serve them breakfast.

Breakfast is similar every day, roughly bacon, fried eggs, fried mushrooms, fried sausages and other things, the staple is toast, and it is accompanied by milk or black tea.

After all, Britain is a country of food desert, and Altaïr never expected breakfast to surprise him.

"Thomas, after eating, you're going to have a two-hour class with Paul and Jenny, and shooting practice in the afternoon, after which you can go swimming or playing."

After Ferredy entered, Michael took over Shelby Manor, and he would arrange everything for the little Shelby every day.

The Shelby children don't go to school because the other Birmingham gangs may assassinate them as a way to fight the Shelby family, after all, Altaïr experienced it in the first place.

In fact, since that time, little Shelby basically won't leave the manor except when necessary.

"I see."

Altaïr nodded and ate the food on his plate gracefully, he did not tell everyone about Hogwarts, because the time had not yet come, and there were too many people in the restaurant.

The Shelby family has produced a wizard, and this matter will become the top secret of the entire family, and only a few people are qualified to know.

After eating, Altaïr went to class with his cousin Paul and Cousin Jenny.

He also had several cousins, but they were too young to go to class, with the exception of Altaïr, who was the future leader of the Shelby family, so even if he was only eleven, he had to attend classes with two fifteen or sixteen-year-olds.

Today's course is philosophy and economics, and it is said that the professor is from Oxford, and Altaïr listens with relish, and asks a few questions from time to time, which amazes the professor.

"I can't believe you're only eleven, Altaïr, your way of thinking is great, I think you must have a lot to do in the future."

After class, Altaïr said goodbye to his cousin and went for a dog walk with Sophia, who has a dog of his own, a Doberman named Charlie.

"Can't you take a dog to Hogwarts?"

Looking at Charlie, who was binge-eating raw beef, Altaïr fell into deep thought.

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