All things are three at Hogwarts

"Everything Is Three at Hogwarts"

After meeting up with Len and Daisy, Owen took the whole family to formally say goodbye to the Weasley family.

"Alan, we need to keep in touch, but my owl Errol is a bit old. Please don't reply immediately and let him rest for a while." Ron was reluctant to leave the little friend he had just made. This new friend It's so cool.

"Okay, Ron." Allen dealt with this overly enthusiastic new friend somewhat perfunctorily.

Allen, who seemed silent on the way back, was even more excited than when he went to Diagon Alley. Regarding the sudden appearance of the Academic System, he felt like he had bought a new toy. He couldn't help but want to play with it for a long time. The Xueba system will definitely be the biggest boost to his current growth.

After returning home, the first thing Owen and Morgan Le Fay did was not put away the expensive broomstick. Instead, they looked at their little son with concern.

"Alan, I know you usually love reading, but I didn't expect you to be so good at it without saying a word!" Mr. Irving tried hard to recall his son's usual habits on the road, but he obviously misinterpreted the few scenes where Alan read. Wrong imagination has increased the number of falsehoods.

"Alan, I have never seen you so good. How do you know that knowledge without even going to school? Did you know the answer in advance?" Lun En was very surprised. He had never felt that his younger brother He will have the talent to be a better student than himself.

"Alan, how did you do that?" Morgan Le Fay touched his youngest son's hair and smoothed it for him carefully.

"Mom, Allen is usually smart. He just doesn't show off like Lun. Usually only Allen can answer all my questions, not even Lun. I've known for a long time that no question can stump Allen! "This was Emily who believed in her brother unconditionally, but she was too young and didn't expect that the others were just annoyed by her questions and deliberately pretended not to be able to answer to avoid her continued entanglement.

"I don't think Alan will know the answer in advance. After all, he can't go to Diagon Alley by himself, and the questions this time are not recorded in ordinary wizard books, but are somewhat like those taught in Muggle Studies courses. , Allen, is this taught in Muggle schools?" After Owen said this, he dragged Allen's face with both hands and looked at it for a while, then patted his face, "Daisy and the others have no chance, maybe Should we send Emily to study as well?”

"I don't want to go to a Muggle school!" Emily quickly rejected her father's proposal, and then coquettishly said to Owen, "Dad, I want to stay with you at home."

"Ellen, when did you become so good? You have to surpass Lun after school. Give him some credit." The eldest sister Daisy was often teased by Lun about her grades. Although she was born in Ravenclaw, her grades were not as good as hers. It was passable, but obviously there was still a certain gap between her and the top student Lun En. She focused more on her own interests.

Allen had been silent all this time because he had just arrived home when he heard the notification tone from the University Bully system.

It was the female system voice that was so vague that it made people feel a little unreliable: "Congratulations to the host, you have completed the novice trial task, and successfully won the super grand prize. The system will reward you with a draw and a copy of "Magic Application Strategy"."

"Excuse me, host, do you want to draw a lottery now?"

"Of course." Allen wonders if there is something wrong with these systems. What kind of person would leave the prizes without drawing? You must know that after winning these prizes, even some equipment and props will probably take time to use skillfully. Not to mention some knowledge and abilities that may require a lot of effort to learn and master.

A giant wheel appeared in his mind, with seven colors on it: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. The areas corresponding to the seven colors were in descending order. The bronze pointer was facing the middle of the top of the wheel.

"Start the lottery." The pointer rotated rapidly. "Stop!" The pointer stayed at the purple position with the smallest area.

"Luck!" Allen was actually a little surprised after being excited in his heart. The purple area is the smallest, which must represent the most generous rewards. "...At least judging from this body, it is indeed a real European..."

A purple treasure chest popped out. "Open." A line of golden text slowly appeared above.

"Constant ability of photographic memory!" Allen asked the system in surprise, "Can you remember everything you have seen?"

"The host's current state can only withstand elementary photographic memory, which allows you to remember any text you have read."

"Only for writing? Including hieroglyphs?"

“As long as it meets the basic standards of writing, it’s fine.”

This is a very practical ability for Allen, who is about to go to Hogwarts. Allen knows very well how much time this can save him in the learning process, and can allow him to start ahead of others. The young wizard and well ahead of Neville Longbottom…

"Perhaps we paid too little attention to you, and you didn't even know that my son is much better than we knew!" Father Owen held Allen's hand, looking a little guilty.

"Dad, I actually like reading, because my memory is very good. I can remember the written words completely after reading them several times. Although you may not notice it, I actually occasionally peek at my brother and sister's textbooks. ." Allen followed his father's erroneous recollection and explained the explanation he had been preparing for a long time.

"What?! You peeked into my textbook!" Daisy realized that she had shouted after she yelled. She was a little worried that her brother had seen her middle school doodles.

"Wow, that's incredible." Emily ran back to the room happily, and then ran out again with a "thump."

"Ellen, try this book and prove it to them." The petite Emily struggled to hold a book over, although in fact this book was not thicker than the others.

"The Tales of Beedle the Poet." Alan, who had heard of this storybook before, opened the cover with great interest.

"Just the article "The Legend of Three Brothers."" Emily turned the book to a story she didn't understand yet, because she had asked Alan to read many stories like "The Fountain of Good Luck" to her. times.

Allen browsed the story quickly, feeling as if each word was being scanned into his mind.

After reading it only once, Alan was about to return the storybook to Emily, but before the little sister could take it, he immediately realized that it was a test and handed the book to the eldest sister Daisy, and then He began to recite: "Once upon a time, there were three brothers walking on a secluded path. It was almost dusk. They walked and came to a river. The water was too deep to wade through, and it was too dangerous to swim across. However, , the three brothers were proficient in magic. With a wave of their wands, a bridge appeared on the dangerous and unpredictable water. When they walked to the center of the bridge, a hooded figure blocked their way..."

Allen's relatives were simply stunned. It can be seen from Daisy's excited and excited expressions and movements that although there are not many words in this story collection, Allen must have read it word for word. .

Unexpectedly, the person with the most potential in the family is Alan, who usually has no sense of presence.

"The third child lived until he was very old, and then finally took off his invisibility cloak and gave it to his son. Then he greeted Death like an old friend, and happily left the world with him as an equal. "

Allen successfully recited the story, and the memory fused with his original image made him look at his excited mother Morgan Le Fay: "Mom, I'm thirsty."

"Oh, of course. Oh, dear, you've been talking for so long!" Morgan le Fay waved her magic wand, and the kettle automatically flew to the sink. The clear spring from the water pipe flowed into the kettle, and the kettle automatically flew to the stove. , a blazing flame burns automatically under the stove. No matter how excited he is, he can still cast silent spells with a wand skillfully - especially on these household magics.

"Praise Merlin, Alan, you really make mother proud." Morgan Le Fay touched Alan's hair lovingly and messed up his hair, then carefully combed it again for him, "This is too slow, Alan. Go get yourself a few bottles of pumpkin juice to drink, don’t drink too much and get upset.”

"Okay, Mom, let me get a bottle for Emily, too." Allen jumped off the chair and recalled with some humor that the mother in front of him would never allow him and Emily, the two youngest children, to Children's behavior of drinking before meals.

"It's so late, you must be hungry. Daisy, come here and help. I think we should make it more generous, make a beef kidney pie, haggis pudding..." Morgan Le Fayli walked to the kitchen and dragged her away. After Alan recited it, Daisy seemed to be enjoying it because she had the storybook in her hand.

Owen and his second son, Len, had already surrounded the broomstick "Neptune" and talked endlessly about how to maintain the broomstick.

Which pure-blood wizard can resist the charm of a top-notch broomstick? Even Allen, who was fused with memories, was enthusiastic about this sport, especially after personally trying the comfort of the excellent cushion charm enchanted on this broom.

The little sister Emily, who was attracted by a bottle of pumpkin juice, still surrounded Allen and asked questions. She felt that her brother was more magical than magic.

After eating and drinking enough, he lay in bed and before falling asleep, Allen couldn't help but think: "What a wonderful day. Besides, it feels great to have my sister closest to me!"