[HP] I was the scroll king at Hogwarts

On the evening of February 1982, 2, in the East End of London.

"Special offer! Great fish at Port Lubin for twentypence!"

"Homegrown vegetables are clean and pollution-free!"

"Just baked bear biscuits, buy one and get one free!"

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In the market, vendors seized the last minute to sell, but unfortunately, not many passers-by stopped.The bad economy has drained the wallets of the middle class and sucked the blood of the poor. Most people rely on the poor government relief funds to support their families. This kind of bustling market is destined to have nothing to do with them.

Alice clutched her pocket tightly. There were only a few banknotes in it but it was one-tenth of her savings.

A woman with a numb expression wobbled past, and Alice hurriedly stepped back to avoid being hit.

The worn-out jacket obviously couldn't resist the cold. The woman was shivering from the cold. She glanced at Alice and continued walking with a blank expression on her face.

Alice realized that she had to hurry up, she saw the identity of the woman, and the appearance of the warbler heralded the coming of night, even though the sun had not yet set.

Wrapping her overcoat that was obviously much bigger, Alice ran to the "Avril Lavigne Cake Shop" at the corner of the street.

The owner of the cake shop is a 40-year-old middle-aged woman, everyone calls her Mrs. Rice.Although Mrs. Rice has gray hair and wrinkles that she shouldn't have at her age, people can still see her youthful beauty from her eyebrows and eyes.

"Mrs. Rice, I want to buy the cheapest cake." After speaking, Alice carefully took out the banknotes from her pocket, and handed them out with some reluctance.

The British economy has been depressed in recent years, and most people have lost their jobs, but prices have increased instead of falling.Alice was afraid that if she hesitated, she would never be able to afford cakes again.

"Poor Alice, today is your birthday, right?" Mrs. Rice looked at the girl in front of her lovingly.

Mrs. Rice watched Alice grow up. When Alice's grandmother died, she also thought about adopting Alice, but the bad business forced her to give up.

"Yes!" Alice replied cheerfully.Alice likes Mrs. Rice very much, because Mrs. Rice will give Alice the unsold cakes in the store from time to time.

Last month, Alice's grandmother passed away, leaving Alice an orphan.Underage children who lost all their relatives were sent to orphanages to be adopted by law.

But Alice told the government staff that her grandmother told her father before she died, and she was planning to join him.

There were too many orphans in the Great Depression, and the staff member didn't ask much, and even walked a lot lighter when he left.

Alice knew that since she was 12 years old, no one would want to adopt such a big child.In fact, the dire economic situation in the UK made Alice doubt whether the orphanage could guarantee her own food.

At least the house left by her grandmother and the small amount of money can ensure that Alice will not freeze or starve to death. Although she cannot go to school, it is much better than others.

"It's a pity, I heard from Tom that you have always been No.1 in school." Mrs. Rice handed the paper bag containing the cake to Alice, her tone full of regret.Tom is Mrs. Rice's child and Alice's classmate before dropping out of school.

"How many people can afford to go to school nowadays?" Alice replied with a smile.In the period when food and clothing are not enough, education is too extravagant.

After bidding farewell to Mrs. Rice, Alice carefully carried the paper bag and ran home. The streets at night were even more dangerous.

Back home, Alice divided the already small cake into two pieces.

"Happy Birthday Alice!" Without lighting a candle, Alice wished herself in a low voice, then picked up one of the cakes, bit into it, and then showed a happy smile.

Mrs. Rice's craftsmanship is so good that even cheap cream can't hide the deliciousness of the cake.Alice ate every bite slowly, and she was reluctant to swallow it until the bread was completely melted in her mouth.

It took half an hour to finish this piece, and Alice carefully covered the rest of the cake with a bowl.At least tomorrow's breakfast was settled, and the cold weather made her not have to worry about the cake going bad.

Then Alice sat down at the desk with the gas lamp in hand.Electric lights are too expensive, and now we can only save a little bit.

In fact, Alice lied to Mrs. Rice. Although she dropped out of school, she did not intend to give up her studies.

Now she is still a minor and cannot find a regular job, so she can only barely do some odd jobs that do not earn money.But she believes this is only temporary.

Alice found textbooks at a second-hand book stand, and planned to study all the contents of junior high school at home.In a few years when she's an adult and the economy improves, she might be able to find permanent employment and return to school.

"Dong dong!"

The sudden sound interrupted Alice's study, and she looked up alertly.Although this neighborhood can be considered safe, she is the only one in the family, and if the security is not complete, desperate people will take risks.

The next moment Alice realized that the sound was not coming from the door, but the window?

Looking at the letter that fell out of the window, Alice was stunned.

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Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry:

Albus Dumbledore

(President of the International Magic Federation, President of the Wizarding Association, First Class Wizard of the Order of Merlin)

Dear Miss Hall: We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.Enclosed 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

mischief?A new scam?Alice looked at the so-called admission letter from the School of Magic, a little puzzled, shook her head, and threw the letter into the waste paper pile.

It's a pity that Alice underestimated the perseverance of the liar, and the same letter will always appear in the window and mailbox in the next few days.

Standing in front of the mailbox, Alice got a little impatient, maybe she should go to the police station?Although the police may not take care of such trivial matters, it will always make these people restrain themselves.

"I think that since Miss Hall can read, she should know how to reply."

Alice turned her head vigilantly, looking at the strange man who suddenly appeared. At the age of 20, he has black hair and black eyes, a hooked nose, and pale skin. It seems that he has not been exposed to the sun all year round.

Wearing a strange black robe in broad daylight?Not a member of some strange organization!

Snape endured the irritability in his heart, and looked at the girl in front of him.

Very thin, but thin is normal at this time.The blond hair seems to have lost its luster due to lack of care, and there are a few inconspicuous freckles on the face.

The most striking thing is the big eyes, the dark blue pupils are very obvious on the pale face, as deep as the sea, and like the purest gems.

The coat on her body has been washed white, and it is ridiculously big, showing the girl's thinness even more.The front end of the shoe has been cracked, and it can only be said to barely fit on the foot.

A typical poor student, Snape defined it, and was in a trance for a moment, because he thought of himself 11 years ago.

"Sev, you have to understand me." The old bee was sitting in the office eating the sticky candy, and blinked: "This year, last year's admission notice is reissued, although they are all Muggle-born students , but not a lot.”

"Nowadays there are not enough manpower. As the dean of Slytherin, you should be more familiar with the students."

Damn it, this is obviously a freshman who doesn't know magic, and there hasn't even been a magic riot!

Looking at the wary Alice, Snape frowned impatiently, and waved his wand directly.

It turns out that actions are always more convincing than words.

"Oh my god!" Alice exclaimed. Turning the postbox into a goat was obviously beyond the scope of magic.

"I suppose Miss Hall can condescend to have a word with my humble servant next?"

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"Professor Snape, there is only water at home, I hope you don't dislike it." Alice put warm water in front of the man, trying her best to control her nervousness.

"I think you may have made a mistake. Before that, I had never heard of magic, let alone magic."

"You can't go wrong at Hogwarts, and you're undoubtedly a wizard."

Hearing the dissatisfaction in the words of the too young dean, Alice wisely chose to change the topic.

"But..." Alice said with some embarrassment: "Even so, I don't think I can afford the tuition fees and those school supplies."

Unexpectedly, the young professor stopped sarcasm, and his tone was even gentle: "I don't think you need to worry about this, Hogwarts will provide bursaries for poor students."

Can go to school? !This news made Alice more happy than that she knew magic.It's just that in addition to going to school, other follow-up questions also need to be asked clearly.

"Can a Hogwarts diploma be certified by the government? I don't think most people believe in magic."

"Hogwarts is the only wizarding school in England." Snape emphasized the word "only". "I don't think any wizard will choose to find a job in the Muggle world after graduation."

Alice was noncommittal about the professor's point of view. She didn't know much about the wizarding world, and she wasn't sure whether she would stay in the wizarding world in the future.

"Professor, how many people are there in the wizarding world? How many Hogwarts graduates are there each year? Are the positions provided enough to absorb the graduates?"

This series of questions made Snape stunned. After a long silence, he replied: "I don't think this is something you need to worry about now. As long as you have excellent grades, you don't need to worry about these issues."

Excellent grades, the teacher's omnipotent answer.Alice complained silently in her heart.

"I think since the two sides have reached a consensus, I will visit again in three days and take you to buy things you need for school."

Seeing the man standing up, Alice hurriedly said, "Wait! Professor, one last question."

"Can I skip a grade at Hogwarts? As far as I know, I'm already a year behind the entrance, and I may be at a disadvantage in terms of age when I get a job."

"There is no precedent for this. I will ask the principal." The man disappeared from Alice's eyes after leaving these words.

Alice lamented the wonder of magic again, but also had some doubts.Always feel that the professor seems a little impatient when he leaves?

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The author has something to say:

Daily essays will only select part of Alice’s life to record, and the plot is interspersed in life, so compared to a complete story with ups and downs, some plots have a fragmented feeling (such as conducting a study, not I will write it for several chapters in a row, but it will be scattered, the research topic will be determined today, and progress will be made after a week, with daily life in between)

It's purely a work of interest, free text, don't like to click the fork