All things are three at Hogwarts

Not to mention how the three Allens ran wild in the neighborhood and how they celebrated Harry's birthday. When Allen said goodbye to them, he opened the door of his house.

"Alan, congratulations!" He was greeted by sprays of colorful ribbons, and the room was decorated colorfully. The fireworks sprayed by the wand and the continuous spray of colorful foam suddenly enriched the originally relatively monotonous room.

Alan's family members greeted Alan with big smiles behind the door, and Mrs. Harris and Daisy walked out of the kitchen pushing a huge cake. This scene made Allen feel extremely warm and happy. His eyes seemed to be soaked with joy, reflecting this happy scene. He was lucky enough to become a wizard family where the family members love each other, instead of directly traveling to become Harry Potter.

Emily trotted over, took Allen's bag and put it away. Her father, Owen, came over and handed Allen a letter. The envelope was made of heavy parchment, and the address was written in emerald green ink. There was no sticker. stamp.

Allen turned the envelope over and saw a wax seal and a shield coat of arms on it. The coat of arms consisted of the initial "H" of Hogwarts surrounded by a lion, a badger, an eagle and a snake, symbolizing the four houses. Two ribbons with the school name and motto surrounding the shield are the decorative parts.

"Congratulations, Ellen, you have received the admission notice to Hogwarts. Quickly open it and take a look." Morgan Le Fay turned around and marked July 31st on the calendar, happy to have another child. Successfully received the admission notice to Hogwarts.

The letter informed the little wizard of things to bring and precautions when starting school. After Allen read it, he handed the letter to his mother. Although everyone had read this letter many times, they still couldn't help but pass it to each other. His father, Owen, finally took it and said that he would seal the letter as always and keep it forever. The land remains in the family.

The family sat happily at the dining table, eating the roast beef and apple pudding carefully made by Mrs. Harris and Daisy, while talking about all kinds of interesting things about Hogwarts. The adults obviously wanted to maintain the tradition and used various words about the sorting. Horror stories to scare Ellen.

"I wonder which college you will enter, Alan?" Emily snuggled next to her brother, obviously knowing that her brother was about to start school and would need to live in Hogwarts, so she felt a little reluctant.

"No matter which house you are assigned to, it is worth your time to experience it and study hard. You must know that it does not mean which house you are assigned to, you only have the advantages of that house. I was reluctantly assigned to Slytherin, which is known for its ambition and thirst for power. Now we have the bravery and fearlessness of Gryffindor, the stoic honesty of Hufflepuff, and the wisdom and erudition of Ravenclaw." Listening to his father Owen's bragging, Allen's nervousness about the sorting was relieved a lot.

"But how do you judge which college you can be assigned to? The stories you just told about the sorting are all contradictory." Little sister Emily was a little scared at first, but later she understood as they became more and more outrageous. They are bluffing.

All the people who came to the family looked at her with a smile. Morgan Le Fay touched her little daughter's soft light golden hair and said, "You will know when the time comes."

Growing up is always given a lot of expectations and blessings. Witnessed by the whole family, Allen sent a reply letter to Hogwarts through the owl Edward at home with great expectations for the wizarding world.

"By the way, Alan, go deliver a letter to Harry. He doesn't know that you are also a wizard, right?" Father Owen then warned, "Don't let our previous efforts go to waste because of such a small oversight."

At the same time, Harry also received a birthday cake from Hagrid and learned about his life experience. He put on Hagrid's coat and ate the fragrant and sizzling sausages. He felt like he was in a dream. A wizard will go to a top wizard school instead of Stonewall Middle School. He can leave this oppressive home!

While he was full of joy, he thought of his friends Allen and Flagg. He was going to be separated from them. They were not in the same school, let alone the same city. They would make new friends. Yes, Allen was like that. They are so outstanding, Flegg is so cheerful, they are luminous bodies in the crowd, so lovable... Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but feel sad.

At this moment, the window of this dilapidated hut standing on the reef made a "dong dong" sound. Harry looked and saw an owl. Harry already knew that this animal was after being bombarded with magic letters during the day. The lovely messenger, he rolled over, ran over and stretched out his hand to open the window. A strong sea breeze immediately blew in his face. The owl was staggered by the strong wind, but it still struggled tenaciously and flew to the armrest of the broken sofa. , tilted his head and looked at Harry, as if asking why Harry didn't come over to open the letter.

This is a very strong owl. It is wet all over. It is not difficult to imagine how many winds and waves it has fought to deliver the message in such bad weather. Even though it was exhausted, it still stubbornly stood upright before completing its mission, staring at Harry with its sharp eyes.

"Hurry up and untie the letter from its leg. It's not easy to fly here in this kind of weather. What a loyal messenger!" Hagrid obviously had a good impression of this owl. He urged Harry to open the letter quickly and then started He chopped up some sausages and prepared them for feeding - Hagrid always tried to carry various gadgets that could facilitate him to feed the animals.

Harry walked over quickly. The owl stretched out its left leg, with a small roll of parchment tied with a red cloth rope. Miraculously, in such windy and rainy weather, the rope and parchment were actually very dry, without any trace of parchment. Water marks!

Who in the magical world would send him a letter?