Merlin parked the car at the entrance of the orphanage, and got out of the car with a black umbrella. At the end of August, Britain was in a climate change phase, and the rainfall increased. In the morning, his weather balloon reminded him that it would rain today: fool!You better wear a rain jacket!

Everyone in the UK knew it was going to rain, and with a wave of his wand Merlin silenced the noisy weather balloon (which now shouted that men shouldn't wear pink shirts: Men in pink shirts are either pussy or gay!), and chose a A khaki trench coat, and tied his long hair into a high ponytail.He was going to the orphanage today to deliver notices to the boys admitted to Hogwarts. Being like a Muggle was good for negotiating with the hospital. Of course, it was also good for making a good impression on the pretty girls working in the orphanage.

In all fairness, Merlin felt that he couldn't say that he liked children, but the magic world didn't think so, and assigned him the task of receiving new students year after year. "Great cultivator of wizards!" Everyone called Merlin like this, but they didn't know that Artoria, the greatest student he had ever taught, looked at him like rubbish.

"Yes, yes, I have received news from your school. Romani Akiman, right?" The orphanage staff in their 40s rubbed their hands, showing a little flustered by Merlin's sudden visit, "Actually There's something unusual about that kid..."

"Oh? I would like to hear more about it." Merlin nodded politely, and followed her around the stairs.

"He...has no expression." The woman said uneasily, and brought Merlin to the dormitory building, "He is very indifferent to everything. This is too strange. He is only 11 years old, but he acts like he doesn't care about anything."

"Can you tell me more about it?" Merlin asked very interestedly, "Why do you feel this way?"

"Many, like spring outings in orphanages, exchanging gifts at Christmas... He seems to have never felt a sense of surprise. This is the room, you will understand when you see it." She stopped in front of a wooden door and knocked symbolically Push down the door and enter, "Romani?"

"Yes, Mrs. Davis." The boy's clear voice sounded, and Merlin followed the woman into the room.The room is small, barely big enough for a bed and a wooden table.The boy sat cross-legged on the windowsill, looking at Merlin with his green eyes.

"This is Mr. Ambrosius, the teacher sent by Hogmuz School to pick you up." Mrs. Davis introduced, smiling at Merlin awkwardly, "Let's talk, the relevant procedures have been completed , he can leave with you after packing his things."

"Thank you very much, I wish you a happy day." Merlin bowed, closed the door after the other party disappeared in the corridor, and turned to the pale and thin boy.

"So, Romani Akiman, are you willing to leave this orphanage and go to Hogwarts with me?"

"I do." The boy replied without thinking.

"Don't you think I'm a liar?"

"I trust you."

"Although you don't even know what kind of school Hogwarts is?" Merlin sat down on the bed casually, and took out his wand from the pocket of his windbreaker.

"Yes." The boy said, staring at his wand. "I guess you are a magic school."

"Yeah, bingo!" Merlin tapped his wand, and a suitcase appeared on the table. "Very well, I won't ask the reason. People who can be admitted to Hogwarts can more or less realize that they are different. Come and pack your bags!"

"I don't have much to take." Romani jumped off the window sill and stood in front of Merlin who was sitting just up to his shoulders. "Mr. Ambrosius, as you can see, I am an orphan and may not be able to pay my tuition."

"Don't worry, actually..." Merlin paused, "If you don't mind, I can be your guardian."

The boy frowned, "This is too much trouble for you."

"You don't have to be so polite." Mei Linxin said that this child is even more boring than I imagined, "This orphanage can't bear the responsibility of raising you. I saw that your arms and legs are thin as if you haven't had enough food. And the school expenses Both the school and the Ministry of Magic are subsidized, and to tell you the truth, I've taken care of a lot of children before, and there's no trouble if you have one more, and you'll spend most of your time at school."

"Really—that's great." Romani showed some joy for the first time, "...then what should I call you...uh, guardian's words...father?"

"Pfft! No, no, just call me Merlin." Merlin quickly waved his hand, shivering as if remembering someone, "Or Professor Merlin, I don't want others to misunderstand that I have an illegitimate child, women are scary of…"

Romani was not interested in finding out who the other person Merlin was talking about, so he obediently called Professor Merlin, took out a few neatly folded clothes and put them into the suitcase, and unexpectedly found that the capacity of the suitcase was much larger than it looked. , Then put two more books in it.

"It's a good habit to love reading." Merlin clapped his hands, "Come on, since you're only 11 years old and can't Apparate, I'll pick you up in a car, and we can get to Diagon Alley comfortably like Muggles without having to Floo powder spinning around in the fireplace!"

"Professor, what are apparation and Floo powder, where is Diagon Alley, and what do Muggles say?"

"Stop, stop," Merlin said with a headache to prevent Romani from continuing to ask questions like a hundred thousand questions, and turned around with the box that Romani had packed. "Hey, let's get in the car first, and I'll tell you slowly."

tbc.

David: I heard you asked my son to call you daddy ()

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