Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

[Of course it’s because of the Muggle Repelling Charm]

Raven ignored his surprise and continued,

"We welcome friends who are interested in the Druid Way to participate in today's event. You can go there to register, put on the uniforms we carefully prepared, and then you can participate. Don't let me say that the COS costume you are wearing is too simple."

Hearing the red-haired boy talking about his simple COS costume, the blond middle-aged man was a little dissatisfied. These were all made by himself! Even the scepter was cast by himself, how could he say that!

However, when he looked carefully at the boy's clothes and compared them with his own, the difference was obvious. Although they were both wearing white robes, his was made of industrial fine cotton.

The clothes the young man in front of him wore seemed to be ordinary linen, but the white color of the linen was as natural and uniform as milk, and the texture was as smooth as silk.

Not only that, the other party's collar, cuffs, and robe corners all had delicate dark patterns. Although he didn't know what the pattern was, he could feel that it was definitely a master-level hand-embroidery. The belt around the other party's waist was also woven with gold wire and inlaid with a huge gem, shining with a mysterious light.

As for the headdress, although they both wore oak wreaths, his wreath was made by hand from oak branches cut from his own yard. Looking closer, the leaves were broken and the branches were withered and decayed. The oak wreath worn by the boy in front of him not only had lush green leaves and well-arranged branches, but also had moist branches and a faint metallic texture.

Not to mention the golden crescent scepter in his hand, which was obviously made of real gold, or at least gold-plated.

When you compare yourself to others, you will die. When you compare yourself to others, you will throw away the goods. What is the most frightening thing when you are COSing? It is that the COS costumes bought by the same enthusiasts as you are COSing the same character are more expensive and more authentic than yours!

But it makes sense. The young man in front of him should be a member of the Druid Order. Professionals must have more professional clothing. Isn't it normal for them to be better than him, an amateur?

He was thinking about these things in his mind, but his face remained expressionless. He just smiled politely and nodded to the red-haired boy to express his gratitude.

Then, he followed the direction pointed by the red-haired boy and walked towards the registration office.

He secretly swore in his heart that he must prepare more sophisticated equipment and props next time and not lose such a person. But at this moment, he could only complete the registration procedures for this event before considering other things.

Wrote his name, [Eddie Cavill]

"That's good. They didn't ask me to leave my phone number," thought the blond middle-aged man named Eddie Cavill. This way, his personal information would not be leaked.

(Ten years later, when an owl delivered the Hogwarts admission letter to his granddaughter, along with a set of Owad green robes addressed to him, Eddie Cavill realized that names were magical.)

What made Eddie Cavill a little dissatisfied was that these people only prepared Owad's green robe for him.

But think about it, they are a legitimate Druid order (Muggles), a legitimate religion recognized by the law, how could they allow him to wear whatever he wants? As for the young man in the white robe, he should be the successor of a high-ranking official of the order.

But what surprised Eddie Cavill was that although the robe looked a bit plain, it was very warm.

He was a little cold at first, as he was only wearing a sweater under the robe, but now he felt warm all over, as if he was bathing in the warm spring sun. Moreover, the robe was very light, and he didn't feel heavy or restrictive at all. It was even more comfortable than the clothes he usually wore.

Eddie Cavill lowered his head to straighten his green robe. After making sure there were no wrinkles, he looked up and forward, then walked along the narrow aisle toward the inner court.

The corridor was quite long. Eddie Cavill had been walking for more than ten seconds but still had not reached the end.

Looking at the walls that continued to extend on both sides, Eddie Cavill wondered, "Is the corridor outside the Stonehenge so big? It doesn't look that long from the outside."

However, when he finally walked into the venue, this doubt disappeared instantly, replaced by a new kind of shock and surprise.

He stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes, and wondered in his heart: "Can this Stonehenge accommodate so many people?"

Eddie Cavill looked around carefully and estimated that there were at least 800 people gathered here. This number shocked him.

According to his previous knowledge, Stonehenge should only be able to accommodate two to three hundred people, but now it seems that it is much more spacious than it looks?

There was a hint of weirdness and uneasiness in Eddie Cavill's eyes, and doubts arose in his heart.

He was very puzzled as to how Stonehenge could accommodate so many people.

"Something's wrong! Something's very wrong."

A shadow fell over Eddie Cavill's heart.

"Sorry, please move aside,"

A broad and powerful voice sounded above Eddie Cavell's head.

Wait…overhead?

Eddie Cavill looked up and saw a man about 12 feet tall talking to him.

He couldn't help but rub his eyes. Was he hallucinating due to food poisoning? How could there be such a tall person? How many meters were 12 feet? He hated the imperial system so much.

He vaguely remembered that the highest human height record seemed to be around 2.45 meters?

He couldn't help but take two steps back, only then could he see the giant's full appearance clearly.

The giant had thick facial hair and a full beard. His beard and messy hair covered most of his facial features, but through the gaps in the hair, one could vaguely see that he had a big rosacea.

The look in his round eyes was not fierce, but rather gave people a simple and honest feeling.

The most important thing is that he was wearing a sky blue robe. Although the color of the robe did not match the giant's appearance at all, it was indeed a druid uniform of Bard's level.

Eddie Cavill finally breathed a sigh of relief and secretly rejoiced in his heart: Fortunately, it was not a monster, just a tall druid.

However, at this moment, the giant seemed to realize that Eddie Cavill was going to move to the right, and he "gently" stretched out a big hand and pressed it on Eddie Cavill's shoulder.

Eddie Cavill's heart tightened and he couldn't help but complain secretly: It's over, was it too early for me to draw this conclusion?

Even if this giant is a simple and honest guy, I'm afraid it would be quite dangerous for him!

Hagrid didn't care about this and said to his little friend,

"Hey, friend, don't go the wrong way. Look, our uniforms are different on the cuffs. The right side is the seat for Muggle believers. We should go to the left side."

After "gently" taking away a lost little Owad, Hagrid felt that he had fulfilled his duty as a Bard.

In the early years, he did come into contact with the Druid Order, because Professor Kettleburn was a Bard.

However, the druids were not as fond of expansion as other cults. Although Professor Kettleburn regarded him as his successor, he did not introduce Hagrid into the druid cult.

But this might be a good thing. If he had been introduced by Professor Kettleburn, he might still be just an Owad. Unlike now, he was introduced by the Archdruid himself and became Bard as soon as he joined the cult.

"Good evening, Professor Kettleburn. Let me introduce you to a friend I just met. His name is... By the way, what's your name? Friend."

Eddie Cavill was shocked by Professor Kettleburn's appearance. After all, people with only one arm and half a leg don't often go out.

"Eddie Carville, sir," he answered stupidly.

Professor Kettleburn sighed and nodded. He was not as reckless as Hagrid.

Judging from the age of the person in front of him and the fact that he didn't know Hagrid, he was a Muggle!

Hagrid was hired by Dumbledore as the guard of the Forbidden Forest a long time ago. If he was a wizard, it was impossible for him to not know Hagrid at his age!

However, today was the annual meeting of the Druid Order of the wizarding world and the Muggle world, so it was normal for a Muggle to be present.

So he didn't think too much about it and just introduced his friend to the frightened little guy.

"My name is Kettleburn, and your friend is called Rubeus Hagrid. Nice to meet you, Brother Eddie Cavell."

Then he looked at Hagrid and asked,

"Hagrid, don't you have to help out at Hogwarts today?"

Hagrid spread his hands, "Today is Raven's first time hosting the Samhain Festival. I don't have anything as important as Rufus, so of course I can come here."

Rufus Scrimgeour was also a former student of Professor Kettleburn. His friendship with Hagrid was established when Kettleburn gave special lessons to the children of this church member.

When Professor Kettleburn thought of the achievements of that pedantic and upright boy, he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"Yes, I thought from the beginning that Rufus was a good candidate to be the Minister of Magic, but I didn't expect that this day would come so soon."

Kettleburn raised his voice deliberately so that the church members around him could hear.