Hogwarts wizard

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

The spindle-shaped table is suspended, and sitting in front of it is an old man wearing half-moon glasses and blue eyes, like the brightest night sky. He is wearing a purple floor-length robe, his snow-white hair is fluffy and scattered, and his snow-white beard seems to be able to Tuck into the waistband.

"Albus, how could you let Hagrid pick up Harry? You know that he..."

"Oh, Professor McGonagall, I believe him, but there is one more important thing right now."

"please say."

McGonagall didn't quite understand, wasn't Harry's matter the most important thing now? The experiences of James and Lily had made the child's life unsatisfactory over the years.

Albus waved his magic wand, and the shabby Sorting Hat on the coat rack floated up, with a pointed top and a big mouth split from the edge of the hat.

"Good evening, Professor McGonagall, you are getting more and more beautiful."

Hearing the Sorting Hat's praise, McGonagall walked to it and touched its edge, "Thank you."

"There is a boy in Mrs. Nancy's orphanage on Magruna Street who cannot use his own magic. His magic is very strong, but for some unknown reason, he did not become the Obscurial."

"Oh, my God! This is unbelievable!" Mag looked very shocked. The Obscurus will give birth to the dark magical power "Oscurus" in the body. Not only will it break away from the host and attack other people, but it will also control the host in the end, thus bringing about disaster.

"This is impossible. If he cannot harness and control his own power, he will become an Obscurial One unless he can control his own power."

She was still a little shocked and couldn't believe it. This thing was so unbelievable.

Albus shook his head, "His magic power is very high and often leaks out, but I have never seen him perform any magic, and the magic power he spilled out just floats around him without causing any adverse effects."

Albus stood up, waved his hand, a white light flashed, and the Sorting Hat returned to the coat rack. He continued, "Professor McGonagall, this situation is not impossible. It's like Harry can get out of that person." Just like surviving under the magic, go and bring that child back."

"Sorry, this may be a wise decision." McGonagall smiled. Miracles are everywhere. If the magic power is already strong, with a little guidance, maybe he can become the top wizard in Hogwarts.

……

Looking at the countless owls in the sky, people wearing cloaks everywhere on the streets, and the meteor showers all over the UK, Jellal seemed to smell something unusual.

"Scottish round-faced fat chicken?"

Looking at these owls, he seemed to have seen this introduction in interstellar history... describing the delicacy of owls, but it was a pity that he did not know how to cook this creature.

"Tuk Tuk..."

An owl landed on the mailbox of the orphanage. After putting the letter in the mailbox, it stood there for a while. When it saw someone coming out, it slowly left.

"Jeral, I have your letter!"

Donny is in charge of collecting today's letters, a job he loves so much that the postman may leave a few unopened candies in the mailbox.

Most of the letters in the mailbox are from Ms. Nancy, and they come from donations from people from all walks of life, so that the 108 children in the orphanage will not starve to death.

"Jeral, Jellal...there is your letter!" Donnie called his name and ran towards his room without stopping.

At the corner of the stairs, I almost bumped into Jellal who was walking out of the room.

"Sorry, Donnie, you're not hurt."

Danny patted his chest, "It's okay, this is your letter."

Downey was not curious about the content of the letter, but was busy delivering the letter to Ms. Nancy. After all, it was related to their lives.

Back in the room, Jellal sat in front of the table and looked at the purple article on the envelope, which consisted of a golden lion, a bronze eagle, a black badger and a silver snake forming a big "H".

The wax seal was damaged by him, and the entire letter flew out and landed in his hand.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(President of the International Federation of Wizards, first-class great magician of Sir Merlin, chief magician of Wizengamot)

Dear Mr. Dilaps:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Attached is a list of required books and equipment.

The semester is scheduled to start on September 1st.

We will send someone to pick you up before August 15th and look forward to meeting you.

Assistant to the Principal

Sincerely, Minerva McGonagall

Hogwarts? A memory emerged in his mind. It was the history of the West recorded in Interstellar History, a magical magic school. However, his interstellar history was not very good. He vaguely remembered a few names and intermittent plots, Harry Potter. , Voldemort...

It's really bad. With such a smart brain, why didn't he study the history of the interstellar world? Now he is a little passive.

However, this does not bury his yearning for this kind of miracle. It may be a magical journey, but right now he still has something to do.

Jellal pulled out a box from under the bed and called it solemnly. There was a smaller box inside.

There were dozens of pounds and scattered gold galleons, but not many shillings. He had a habit of always breaking up the money into whole pieces. When the money could be exchanged for pounds, he would always exchange it as soon as possible.

Seeing the list enclosed with the letter, Gerald was a little confused. He had saved the money for a long time and planned to open a small shop for Ms. Nancy to improve everyone's lives.

Now it has become a problem. If it is a multiple-choice question, he will choose to stay here.

"Meow……"

A cat climbed directly in through the window. Those familiar with the iconic glasses pattern should know that it is Minerva McGonagall.

"Gerald Delaps."

A Jumping Mag regained its human form and landed in front of Jellal. Jellal took a step back and almost fell to the ground.

"Sorry for scaring you, I'm Minerva McGonagall."

Jellal composed himself, "I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall, this is really amazing."

Whether a human turns into a cat or a cat turns into a human, Jellal thinks it is something that goes against science.

"Child, this is the art of transformation. I believe you can do it in the future too."

Mag looked at the small room, which contained several bunk beds, while Jellal looked at his savings with some confusion.

"Professor McGonagall, I'm afraid I can't enroll in school. I want to leave this money to Ms. Nancy..."

McGonagall felt a little happy when she heard this. He is such a kind-hearted child. I believe he will be a good fit for Gryffindor.

"Don't worry, Jellal. The Dilaps family has a rich heritage. They know that you are expected to become an excellent little wizard. They have decided to train you according to the best direct descendants."

After she finished speaking, she explained his origin to Jellal. She told it completely truthfully. This is the world of the jungle and there is no need to hide it. After she finished speaking, she also made a joke to Jellal, " Your grandpa seems to feel ashamed to see you."

Jellal frowned. He was a direct descendant of the Dilaps family, and even ordinary wizards could feel the magic in his body.

"Then why was I tested as a Muggle in the first place?"

"Sorry, due to time issues, it is no longer possible to verify..."

McGonagall felt a little pity for this child. When she received the mission from Albus, she didn't know the child's life experience. Later, she went to the Dilaps' house to verify it. Although they were not friendly, she still got get the answer you want.