"Hogwarts?"

Bucky studied the admission notice for a long time, including the checklist attached to it, and then looked at the cute little girl smiling at him. He had to face the possibility that Alex would not Go to school, specially "build" a magic school, right?

...Probably not, Alex wouldn't lie to him.

So, is this true?

if it is like this……

"How do we reply to this Ms. McGonagall?" Bucky asked, pointing to the line above "We will wait for your owl to bring your reply before July 31st."

"This..." Alex lowered his head and thought for a moment, "I don't know if it's feasible to catch an owl in the wild at night..."

Bucky: ...Are you sure that can deliver mail?

The little snow-white Samoyed Agana looked up at Bucky to the left, then at Alex, and tilted his head.

Suddenly it moved its ears and turned to look out the window.

"Wang Woo!"

"What's the matter, Agana?" Alex looked down in puzzlement at the little Samoyed who was pulling her trousers to pull her towards the window—fortunately, Agana didn't use much strength, otherwise she must have been caught by the window right now. dragged away.

"I think it's because we have a guest coming." Bucky, who had already seen the shadow outside the window, went to open the window, and an owl hopped into the room.

"It looks like our messenger has arrived." Bucky said, noticing the small cylinder on the owl's foot - which is very common on carrier pigeons to hold small rolls of paper.

"Alex, come and write back to that Ms. McGonagall."

"it is good!"

The appointment time in the reply letter is Saturday of this week, early in the morning, Bucky got up very early, and went to dig Alex out of bed when the breakfast was almost ready-the kid accidentally drank Bucky’s wine yesterday afternoon Coffee, I didn't expect her to be extremely sensitive to coffee (she only took a sip! by Bucky), and the result was that the little girl who was so excited that she couldn't sleep didn't lie down until midnight.

So today, without any surprise, I couldn't get up.

"Okay, Alex, it's time to wake up." Bucky asked her to get ready on the high-back chair, covered the little girl's face with a hot towel, and took a comb to smooth her long, silky silver curly hair.

"Hmm..." Alex pressed the towel on his face in a daze, and it took a while to regain consciousness from his chaotic thoughts, "Where am I..."

"Probably in Faerun." Bucky put down the comb in his hand, patted Agana who had come back from running around, got up and went to the kitchen.

"Fei...Ferren?!" Alex's mind instantly cleared up, and when she saw the surrounding environment, she suddenly became sluggish, but soon, she regained her spirits, "Uncle Bucky, are you also watching the Holy Trilogy? "

It felt like suddenly discovering that the serious-faced elders actually like knitting sweaters in private.

"It looks pretty good." Bucky put the baked bread slices on the plate and brought them to the table, "Alex, did you forget something?"

The outstretched hand of the little girl who was going to get a slice of bread froze there.

She blinked her eyes.

A second later, the little girl spontaneously jumped out of the chair and ran to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

After breakfast, after tidying up the kitchen and the house, Bucky and Alex were comparing the DND game rules and the parts that did not match her memory, when the Hogwarts professor knocked on the door of Barnes' house .

What came was a woman with a particularly serious expression, meticulously groomed hair, wearing a black robe and a pointed hat, who seemed no longer young.

Bucky, who came to open the door, suppressed the speculation in his heart and said, "Good morning, ma'am, may I ask who you are?"

"Hello, I think you are Mr. Barnes?" After confirming the answer to this question from Bucky's expression, the lady showed a polite smile on her serious face, "I am from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Professor, Minerva McGonagall."

Bucky didn't expect that it was the vice principal written in the letter. After the lady took out a slender wooden stick and turned the cup into a cute little white rabbit, Bucky finally completely erased it. This is the possibility of Alex's prank.

"So... Cinderella's fairy godmother is actually a witch?" Alex paused for a moment and asked immediately.

Professor McGonagall, who often guides little Muggle-born wizards into the wizarding world, also has a little understanding of fairy tales in the Muggle world: "I think so, and she must be a witch who is very good at transfiguring spells."

Alex rationally swallowed "Isn't this the chopsticks from Uncle Li's shop in the east of the town?" that he almost blurted out when he saw the wand for the first time, and then looked at the wand in Professor McGonagall's hand suspiciously : Is this the magic wand of this world?

It looks completely different from the Clemmons continent!

Her sizing eyes misunderstood McGonagall, and she said softly: "Every little wizard who enters Hogwarts will buy a series of necessary items before the start of school, including the future company, the wand."

Bucky glanced at his little girl, and he knew enough about Alex to see that she was definitely not wondering about this now, but this was not the time to ask Alex what he was thinking: "So, Professor, may I ask you?" Where are we going to get... um, what's on it?"

He took out the list that came with the admission notice at the time and asked.

Professor McGonagall smiled kindly: "This will be our main goal today."

Diagon Alley seemed to hit Alex more than it did Bucky, especially when it came to seeing the goblins at Gringotts.

"This is really a different world..." the little girl with long silver curly hair muttered to herself.

McGonagall who heard this sentence thought she was marveling at all this magic, but Bucky heard what she really meant: this is different from Clemmons.

The shopping went very smoothly, the only trouble was probably the wand. After almost destroying the entire Ollivander wand shop, Alex finally got a wand that fit her: oak, dragon heartstring.

"It looks much better than the thick hair that taught you." Alex said tactfully.

More than that!

Compared with most of the wands she tried, this oak wand has a rather thick body, which gives people a feeling of power.

Ollivander seemed to be surprised by this scene, muttering that he couldn't believe it, which caught Bucky's attention: "What's wrong with this wand?"

He remembered that the birth of Alex seemed to be the result of Hydra and a certain organization manipulating life, and suddenly became nervous: Does this wand herald something bad?

"Oh, relax, don't worry, oak wands are pretty good wands." Ollivander said reassuringly, "Oak wood represents strength, power, victory, guardian and liberator, it is a very masculine force." wood."

"Then why..." Bucky stopped talking halfway through, but Ollivander understood what he was saying: why is it strange that the little girl's wand is it.

"Because in most cases, such a wand belongs to a male wizard with a very strong body and strength, not a beautiful and cute little witch like this lady."

A stranger's voice came from the door, causing everyone in the shop to look at him.

This seems to be a foreigner, probably a German. If not, at least he has settled in Germany for a long time. From his extremely strict stance, the movement of holding a cane, and his slightly strange English pronunciation , Bucky judged this matter.

The guest didn't take a second look at the little girl whose figure was mostly covered by the adults around her, walked quickly to Ollivander, and gave a slight salute: "Hi, Mr. Ollivander, I am Angela Gauck, and I sent my messenger a week ago to make an appointment with you to pick up your wand today."

With that said, he took out a badge and showed it to Ollivander.

Ollivander quickly remembered this guest, and patted his head: "I remember, what you want to take is my father's last work...but I don't think it's for you, hasn't the owner of the wand come? He asked with some doubts, "Although this wand has been made for a long time, I have never met the person who customized it. I think if possible, it is best to let the owner of the wand come and try it out. If something is inappropriate, you can modify it."

"The reputation of Ollivander's Wand Shop makes sure that your father will never come up with a work that disappoints him." Mr. Angela Gauck said calmly.

"Okay, okay..." Ollivander shook his head, turned and went into the back room, and walked out after a while, holding a long box in his hand, "It's here, my father put it away before he passed away. It is sealed, and the way to untie it is in the hands of its owner."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Ollivander." Angela Gauke thanked politely. After checking that the spell that sealed the wand box had not been broken, she hurried away with the box.

Watching him leave, Bucky looked away thoughtfully, bent down and asked Alex who was flicking the oak wand up and down: "Do you like it?"

Buy it if you like it, and if Alex doesn't, pick a beautiful one she likes - for Bucky, more than the power and fit of the wand (and the resulting future Eric His grades in school), he is more concerned about whether Alex will be upset because of what this wand represents.

After all, no girl would like to be seen as strong and beneficial, would she?

"Well, it's all right, I think it's easy to use." Alex said, couldn't hold back, and asked again, "Is there no bigger wand?"

Three adults: "...?"

"It's about as long as an arm, so thick, and you can pick it up and beat people when you encounter danger." Alex gestured, "I think that kind is quite suitable!"

If it weren't for the conditions, Alex actually wanted a big mace more - the kind that is as tall as a person, casting spells is as refreshing as swinging it up to beat someone!

At this moment, the three adults thought of the same point: no wonder this oak wand chose her as its master!

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