Hogwarts is unreliable

The moment the owl flew in from the window, Lin An felt bad

Lin An trembled and took the letter off the lap of the owl whose eyes could actually convey the emotion of "contempt".

The envelope was made of heavy parchment and the address was written in emerald green ink.No stamps affixed.

London

greenwich borough

longkong mountain

Hilltop Villa

Second floor, library

Collected by Mr. Sean Lin

Lin An turned the envelope over with trembling hands, and saw a wax seal, a shield crest, and a capital "h" surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake.

At this time, Lin An's face was like a world-famous painting.

"Wtf" Lin An couldn't help but cursed, "So this is Hart Bobo's world?"

Hei felt something was wrong: "The host should be Harry Potter, not Harry Potter."

"Almost, almost." Lin An blushed, then pretended to be nonchalant and opened the envelope with a letter opener.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

President of the International Federation of Wizards, First-Class Grand Wizard of the Order of Merlin, and Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot

Dear Mr. Lin:

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.

Semester is scheduled to start on September 31.We will be waiting for your owl to bring your reply before July [-]st.

Vice-Chancellor

Sincerely, Minerva McGonagall

Lin An looked at the letter and then at the owl that was preening its feathers: "Hei, tell me, this is not a prank."

Hei cast a disgusted glance at the owl, which was approaching the tea cup on the table and starting to drink water. He wanted to scratch it with its itchy claws: "Host, this system swears to the lamp that this system has no knowledge of this matter."

Lin An wondered: "I don't think I have any magic fluctuations. Why did I receive the letter? Could it be that Hogwarts is no longer reliable?"

"Host, you use the word "Host" really expressively." Hei turned his head and pointed his tail towards the owl, out of sight and out of mind, "It's possible that Host, you used the Midas touch skill and was mistaken for magic by Hogwarts. "

"Okay, since that's the case." Lin An smacked his lips, took out the letter paper that had been dusted for a long time and bought it for a long time and never used it just to hold x, and started to write a reply.

Dear Professor McGonagall:

It's an honor to be a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Because neither myself nor my parents know anything about the magical world.

Therefore, I kindly ask you to give me some help within the scope of your authority.

your student

Sincerely, An Lin

Looking at the owl flying further and further away, Hei asked Lin An: "Host, do you really want to go to Hogwarts?"

"Otherwise, the books I should study were all studied in the flower-growing country in my previous life. I should change my map and play in this life. It's enough to pretend to be a child all the time."

Lin An said casually: "I thought it was a time travel back to my previous life more than 300 years ago. Lin An was born in the year 2310 of the Flower Planting Calendar. That's why I said this, but I didn't expect it to be in a fairy tale."

Lin An opened the second page of letter paper:

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

〔uniform〕

First-year students need:

1. Three sets of plain work robes in black

2. A plain black peaked hat worn during the day

3. A pair of protective gloves made of dragon leather or similar materials

4. A winter cloak black with silver buckle

Please note: All student clothing must have a name tag

〔textbook〕

All students are required to prepare the following books:

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Standard Spells, Elementary, by Miranda Gorshak

A History of Magic, by Bathilda Barsatha

The Theory of Magic, by Adebe Wulfling

A Beginner’s Guide to Transfiguration, by Emery Switch

A Thousand Miracle Herbs and Mushrooms, by Phyllida Spohr

Magic Potions and Potions, by Arsenigiger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, by Newt Scamman

Black Magic: A Guide to Self-Defense, by Quentin Trimble

〔Other equipment〕

a wand

A crucible made of pewter, standard size No. 2

Set of glass or crystal medicine bottles

a telescope

A brass flat

Students may bring an owl or a cat or a toad

Parents are particularly reminded that first-year students are not allowed to bring their own broomsticks.

"Hello, now, I'm just waiting for some veteran driver. No, the professor came to take me flying." Lin An checked his system space again and saw mountains of gold nuggets quietly waiting in place, comfortable Take a breath.

Hei stroked his beard and said: "Host, are you sure your mother will let you go?"

"Is this it?" Lin An touched his chin, "I think my mother-in-law's receptive ability is quite strong. After all, a few years ago she was convinced that I picked up a gold mine in the mountains after just two steps. Don’t doubt it, or pretend to believe it”

Hei added: "Then, forget about your father. Just pretend that you have failed this system. As long as your mother agrees, your father will not dare to object."

"Correct answer. If a handsome male professor comes, my mother might send me away on the spot."

"boom"

There was a sudden loud noise in the study.

Lin An and Hei were shocked at the same time

It's July now, and the antique fireplace in the study has long been out of service, with only a few logs left as decoration.

However, at this time, a blazing green fire burned in the fireplace

"I've always wanted to ask why it's green," Lin An muttered.

Hei used his mind to reply: "Host, please be serious, now is not the time to think about things."

Lin An: "Okay"

A dark shadow gradually appeared in the fireplace, becoming increasingly clear

Finally, the black shadow solidified and stepped out of the fireplace.

The visitor was a middle-aged man.

Wearing a black wizard robe, he has greasy black hair, a hooked nose, sallow skin, and cold and empty eyes.

"Shaun Lin"'s cello-like voice gently slid past Lin An's ears.

Lin An knelt down in his heart

"Why him?" Lin An's thoughts were filled with despair.

"Host, take care," Black gloated.

The corners of Lin An's eyes began to beat involuntarily, and he tried his best to keep smiling: "It's An Lin, sir."

"Hmm. Severus Snape, from Hogwarts."

Head of Slytherin House, Professor of Potions, who always dreamed of teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts but couldn't get it, bitter secret admirer, a man who was exonerated just before his death, nicknamed Old Bat, Severus Snape professor.

Lin An complained silently, then forced himself to say: "Hello, Mr. Snape."

Professor Severus Snape stared at Lin An coldly, until Lin An stood up straight, raised his head, straightened his chest and tightened his abdomen, then said: "I hope to discuss with your parents first about your enrollment."

Lin An said flatteringly: "Of course, sir. Please follow me to the living room."

"Lead the way."

Professor Severus Snape looked expressionless and followed Lin An to the living room.

Black: "Professor Snape is so scary. This system wants to go home."