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Hearing this, Mycroft picked up the phone and was about to ask about the situation... If it was just an ordinary gas explosion, it would have nothing to do with him, but if there happened to be a "special" building next to it...that would be his concern.

As soon as Mycroft took out the phone, he put a hand on his shoulder, and Scarlett whispered in his ear: "Mycroft, you asked for a day off today, ah What are you trying to do with the phone? Today is my big day. If you dare to leave us behind, you will be dead. You made me? My ugly words are up front, and I swear as a wizard to make it difficult for you! "

Of course, he wouldn't be so cautious if he just went shopping in Diagon Alley, but today was such an important day to choose his half-body wand.Now that it's agreed that the whole family is going to go, then no one will be pulled!Skalevin said that he is a person who keeps his word.

Mycroft weighed the pros and cons in a second before swallowing Scarlett's threat. He shook the phone in his hand, looked at Scarlett sincerely in the rearview mirror and said, "I just I want to ask about traffic conditions."

"From the next intersection, it's this one, turn left! Turn right three intersections ahead, walk about 1500 meters to the opposite of No. 59 Lob Road... we can park the car on the opposite side and walk over to call Igne Hughes Cleverley, this way we don't have to turn around when we go to Stoke Newington Road." Scarlett, memorizing the traffic map of London, Holmes quickly gave the most convenient route.And Mycroft also turned left in time when the previous car passed the intersection very forcefully.

Only then did Skalevin feel happy again, she leaned back on her seat and asked, "I don't know what college the other two people will be from~"

Snape, who was reevaluating Scarlett in his heart, still looked cold and did not answer, but Mycroft said, "It's pointless to speculate, my dear sister, but do you know the criteria for sorting?"

"It's vaguely mentioned in Hogwarts, A History, but I don't think it's very precise. Language, you know, varies from person to person."

"Interesting, let's talk about it."

"Well... To put it simply, Gryffindor is a sunny and muscular guy, Slytherin is a little public opinion with a cold appearance and a tsundere heart, Ravenclaw is probably a gathering place for high school students, and other ordinary people are divided. To Hufflepuff."

"It sounds really concise and clear."

The little prince who looks cold on the outside and is arrogant on the inside, Snape: ...

Snape said slightly displeased: "If the two of you don't mind, I would like to intervene. Mr. Holmes is right. There is no point in guessing, especially you, Miss Holmes. You will know when you are sorted." The answer to guessing now, right or wrong, is nothing but frivolity."

Scarlevin and Mycroft exchanged glances in the rearview mirror.

Skalevin: A little princess with a cold appearance and a proud heart

Mycroft: You're right.

If he knew what the Sherlock Holmes brothers and sisters were doing, Snape might have pulled out his wand and "boomed" them both regardless of decency, but fortunately he didn't know, so everyone was spared and arrived at their destination safely.

It's not very easy to park here. Mycroft could only walk around the street while looking for a parking space. The original plan to park directly across the street and then walk over failed. When they passed by No. 59 Lob Road for the third time, Although he didn't dislike cars, Snape, who got a little motion sickness, finally couldn't help but intervened a little with magic, allowing them to find a parking space smoothly this time.

"My God, Mycroft, you didn't reserve a parking space in advance." Scaleven, who jumped out of the car, complained.

Mycroft: "..."

Mycroft: "My fault."

When the three found their place, Snape stepped forward and rang the doorbell.The man who came out to open the door was a man with a very bad image. Maybe he used to look good, tall at 190, with beautiful muscles, but now... a head of ginger hair was pulled into a pile of straw, and his face was full of The haggard beard and stubble, the white shirt is wrinkled, the sleeves are rolled up to the elbows, and the black tie is drooping on the chest... Still, anyone who looks at it can only think of one word: "nothing can be done".

Surprisingly, the man didn't seem surprised by the arrival of Snape and his party. He wiped his face and said, "Please come in." Then he stepped aside.

Snape was super puzzled, but he couldn't tell from his expression. He nodded and walked in directly.Scarlett and Mycroft also followed without hesitation.

Walking into the room, there are many strange decorations hanging on the four walls of the living room, from all over the world. It seems that the owner of this house likes to travel.A little boy with blond hair was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, sniffing his nose and his eyes were red. A voice recorder on the coffee table in front of him was playing a gentle female voice.There was a funeral here not long ago, as evidenced by the black bow-knot hostess photos and white bouquets hanging around the house.

Seeing a guest coming in, the boy sniffed and wiped away his tears and stood up, then turned off the recorder.

"Are you Anne's friends? I'm sorry... I don't think I've met you before." The way the male master let people in before he thought of questioning made Snape lift his lips and say "Gryffindor" silently.

"I'm afraid we don't know each other, Mr. Cleverley," said Snape. "My name is Severus Snape, and I am the Potions Professor at Hogwarts. I think you have received Hogg Woz's acceptance letter?" Snape made no attempt to introduce Scarlett and Mycroft.Mycroft had to rely on himself, and he held out his hand to Mr. Cleverley, "Hello, I am Mycroft Holmes, and this is my sister, Scarlett Holmes, and your son Ignatius Cleveland's future classmate, I suppose that's his name?"

Scaleven smiled at Ignatius Cleverly, and Ignatius Cleverly's face was as red as his eye circles.

"John Ignatius, hello." Mr. Cleverly shook Mycroft's hand in confusion, looked at Snape and said, "What notice?"

"??" Snape was about to speak, but Ignatius called out, "Dad, that's the letter sent by the owl."

Mr. Cleverly made a dull expression of enlightenment, "That's it, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? Magic? Oh, my God."

Snape put away his wand, and Mr. Cleverly and his son watched the lily that Snape used as a demonstration twirled and landed on the coffee table with silly expressions.

"A magical world. I thought...is this really magic and not magic?" Mr. Cleverly plucked his hair again, then turned to his son and asked, "Eggs, are you really going to that school?" ?”

"I, I don't know." Ignatius said hesitantly, "I never..."

"All 11-year-old wizards in the UK will receive an admission notice from Hogwarts." Scarlevin said and attracted everyone's attention, "So if you received the notice, it means that you are indeed a Hogwarts." A wizard, is that so, Professor Snape?"

"Yes." Snape only glanced at Scarlett and then turned his gaze around. He spoke quickly and in a very businesslike tone: "Every little wizard will get a formal education at Hogwarts." wizard education, so that you learn to control your ability to become a real wizard. When you reply, it means that you accept the admission invitation of Hogwarts, and every student who lives in Muggles will be assigned a professor to Lead... shopping, I think you have read the list in the notice, right?"

Mr. Cleverly walked up to the cupboard suddenly, rummaged through it, found the letter that had been left there, looked quickly over the attached list, and said: "There are indeed some things that I have never heard of , and books, so they are only sold in designated shops, right?" He turned to his son and asked, "Eggs, do you want to be a wizard?"

"I don't know." Ignatius replied in a daze.

"I don't think he can decide whether he can become a wizard or not. He is born with talent. If he is a wizard, then he has been a wizard from the moment he was born. If he is not, then he will never be a wizard in his life. "Snape said mockingly, "Even if he can't become a great wizard in the future, I think after seven years of training, at least in the future he won't blow himself up because he can't control his magic power."

"What? Is there any danger?" asked Mr. Cleverley in great astonishment.

"Hasn't Mr. Little Cleverley ever had any abnormal behaviors since he was a child? For example, floating things?" Mycroft smoothed things over in a timely manner.

Mr. Cleverly looked at his son in surprise, and Ignatius quickly shook his head, "I don't."

"I think Mr. Cleverley doesn't seem to understand your son's situation." Snape's tone could not hear any emotion, as if he knew what Mr. Cleverley wanted to ask, "But the Hogwarts notice from That's right, even if you've never been in any of these situations before, as Miss Holmes said, once you've received the notice, you're definitely a wizard."

In the end, Mr. Cleverly decided to let Ignatius go to Hogwarts, mainly because Hogwarts is a boarding school, which solved Ignatius' daily life problems... Cleverly Mr. is a field photographer, and he will go to South America for two months next month.

Knowing that Snape had another student to pick up, Mr. Cleverly said that he and his son could drive to the Leaky Cauldron and wait there.So Snape, Scarlett, and Mycroft set off again for 358 Newington Road, Stoke.