Melee wizards at Hogwarts

"There is a small, fat Scottish chicken with a round face here. We just need to approach it quietly..."

Silently thinking of a wilderness survival master church "over there", Parsifal whispered to himself and slowly opened the window.

The snow-white owl jumped in lightly and landed on the dining table. It glanced at the remaining corn mush in Parsifal's bowl with some disgust, slightly raised the leg with the envelope hanging on it, and motioned for him to come over and take it out quickly.

The distinguished round-faced fat chicken has an important meeting to attend to.

"Mr. Parsifal Williams, 219 Spider End Lane."

The address was written in emerald green ink, and the continuous text looked very smooth and beautiful.

Parsifal took off the faith, held it in his hand and examined it carefully. The quality of the thick parchment paper is very reliable, and the ink exudes a slight fragrance.

"Goo, goo."

Urged by the hoot of an owl, Parsifal tore open the envelope and took it out.

Among them was a slightly larger piece of parchment.

"Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Federation of Magic, President of the Wizards Association, First Class Wizard of the Order of Merlin)

Dear Mr. Williams: We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Attached is a list of required books and equipment. The semester is scheduled to begin on September st. We will be waiting for your owl to bring your reply before July st. Yours sincerely, Vice-Principal (Female) Minerva McGonagall. "

Just like the words in his impression, it truly impacted Parsifal's worldview.

"The owl waiting for you, is this you?"

Parsifal touched the waiting owl's head with the pad of his thumb, and saw it nodding proudly and calling out "coo, coo" twice.

Behind where it didn't notice, a ruthless iron hand grabbed it!

Of course, not the innocent round-faced Scottish chicken!

Although he was somewhat curious about the feats of his predecessors, and although he really needed to supplement protein for Andy's growth, he, Parsifal Williams, had not yet fallen to the point of needing to eat an innocent owl!

(os: The actual reason is that Andy has already seen it and cannot be fooled.)

——Taking the ink bottle Andy placed on the table, Parsifal turned over the parchment paper with the letter on it, tore off a strip and began to write a reply.

"Dear Ms. McGonagall, I am very willing to study at Hogwarts, but due to my family's financial situation, I cannot afford the cost of study. I wonder if your school can provide scholarships or student loan options?"

After considering the words again and again, Parsifal blew on the parchment with satisfaction to make the writing dry faster.

"Then thank you for the hard work."

Feeding some boiled corn kernels to the impatient little guy who was already jumping around, Parsifal tied the note carefully.

The owl looked at this "sensible" slave with satisfaction, flapped its wings twice, and left from the window.

"Patsy, are you really going to go to this, Hotz School of Magic, to learn magic from Dundolido?"

Andy, who was watching from the sidelines, was hesitant, but still asked.

After living together for several years, it was the first time that he saw Parsifal being so excited and made a decision directly. You know, even when he talked about the pinnacle of high school, Eton College, Parsifal showed no interest. This strange guy who delivers messages with an owl and claims to be from a magic school, is he a charlatan?

"Um……"

Parsifal was a little confused about how to explain this problem to Andy. Although he did not dislike life as a "Muggle", this opportunity really came to him.

That's Hogwarts!

That's Hogwarts!

That's Hogwarts!

He actually ran away to the UK over there, and bumped into someone several times on the pillar between platforms 9 and 10! If you say you're not excited, you'd be lying to yourself.

"Meow!"

Just as he was thinking about what to say, a tabby cat jumped in from the window, and then, under the shocked eyes of Andy and Parsifal, it shook its body and turned into a cat wearing square glasses and curly hair. A middle-aged witch with black hair in a high bun and wearing a dark green robe.

Minerva McGonagall.

"It's Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. With Professor Dumbledore, we are a formal magic school. Oh, dear, for your situation, our school will provide a gold galleons, although it is not much, but It’s also big enough for little wizards.”

"I am Minerva McGonagall, you can call me Professor McGonagall."

After taking a breath, Mag spoke to Andy seriously, corrected his statement, and then looked at Parsifal with a reassuring smile.

Parsifal was a little dazed, but he still couldn't help but notice that Professor McGonagall seemed to be out of breath, as if she had run very fast.

"Professor McGonagall, have you been waiting here?"

Somehow, Parsifal's question came out of his mouth, but he realized his rudeness as soon as he finished speaking.

As soon as he tied the note to the owl's leg, not even a minute later, Mag came to the door. At least in his impression, unless the owl's speed exceeds Mach 30 (340s, Hogwarts is in the Scottish Highlands), it can return to Hogwarts within one minute.

——In other words, Mag has been waiting in a nearby corner, and then deliberately used this method to shock the little wizard.

show! To put it bluntly, Mag just wants to show off!

"Wizards have many ways to get here quickly. You will slowly learn about it after you enroll."

Professor McGonagall continued her explanation in a calm tone, as if she was saying "dinner at seven o'clock tonight".

But Parsifal could have sworn that he saw the corner of her mouth twitching a few times, as if she wanted to complain about "whose family is this big-headed person", but he suppressed it to appear calm and graceful.

"Mr. Williams, I'm here to take you to buy the items you need for the start of school. Since you are willing to join the school, I think we can."

Professor McGonagall kept her tone calm and changed the subject.

"Okay, I don't have anything to bring. Let's set off now."

Parsifal answered simply and neatly, causing the corners of Minerva McGonagall's lips to twitch secretly again.

When welcoming a young Muggle wizard like Parsifal who has lost his parents, she will come over to observe him for a short period of time. She likes to use the little wizard's reaction to make a rough judgment on the child's character in advance.

Whether the emotions they expressed were disbelief, rejection, shock, and surprise, it all contributed to her observations. Sometimes in order to win the children's trust, she needs to show off her hands and show off the wonders of magic. Transforming from a cat into a human is her specialty.

But Parsifal, with such a magical brain circuit, also made her a little confused.

——"Can't you be shocked and happy like a normal child? And what's with this inexplicable trust?"

Minerva felt like a trafficker who met a stupid child. McGonagall felt very tired.