Sign In To Hogwarts, I Lead The Magical Revolution

"Oh, boy, you can stop me."

There was no strange expression on Dumbledore's face, and it was still the same flat and amiable look.

He looked straight into Amber's ignorant eyes, with a look of interest on his face, and said:

"The Cadmus couple was engaged in a vital business at the time, and I don't know the specifics."

"I didn't realize it until the end, when your mother, the relative of Mrs. Cadmus, led someone to attack the castle. But it was too late."

Amber looked carefully at the old man's expression as Dumbledore spoke.

But unfortunately, he couldn't see any abnormal expression on the old man's face, and finally he could only helplessly nodded, agreeing with this statement.

"Okay, let's get down to business, you know that an old man like me waited so long in the middle of the night, not just to look back on a past event."

Seeing that Amber didn't want to ask any more questions, the expression on Dumbledore's face became excited again, like an old child, he took out an admission letter again.

"We detected that the owl who sent you the admission letter seemed to have a little accident, so I will make a supplementary recording for you in person."

After speaking, Dumbledore handed the parchment in his hand to Amber, and then inadvertently continued to ask as Amber read the signature:

"It's convenient to ask, what happened to that poor owl."

"Oh, this..."

Amber raised his head, scratched his hair in embarrassment, pointed to the door and said:

"Well...you know, Muggle schools aren't on holiday today."

"So when the owl flew away, it was naturally regarded as a wild bird by some Muggle students."

"That's a pity."

Dumbledore shrugged, took the admission agreement signed by Amber without questioning, turned around and handed out a pale yellow ticket.

"Okay, station nine and three-quarters, get on the train on time and don't be late."

"Professor, I'll take you there."

"No, boy, you seem to have more important things."

After walking out of the room, Dumbledore turned his head and said as if he remembered something:

"When I came, there were a few unenthusiastic guests at the door. I passed it off, hoping it didn't cause you any trouble."

"Of course not, Professor."

Watching Dumbledore walk out of the door, on the empty street, and Apparate away, Amber finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then his face became extremely heavy.

"Bruce, clear the table."

Watching an ugly-looking house elf quickly clean up the coffee table, Amber leaned on the single sofa and exhaled slowly.

Although the meeting with Dumbledore just now was only a slow meeting, the energy consumed by the exchange of words was no less than the previous battle.

Everyone is acting, it just depends on who's acting is brilliant.

In this short hour, Dumbledore used Legilimency on himself no less than ten times.

The stress reaction at the door before exposed too many things, comparable to the Auror's skill, the extremely skilled Occlumency.

All of this is not what an eleven-year-old orphan who is studying in the Muggle world and estranged from the wizarding world should have.

"This old bee."

After a grunt, Amber opened the box that was at hand.

Inside was an M1911 pistol etched with strange patterns, and a thick research notebook.

In addition, there is a simple and huge sapphire ring.

Amber picked up the sapphire ring and put it on his hand, turning the ring's tray slightly.

A small, almost negligible notch appeared on the sapphire mirror.

This is a ring that has been blessed with the eternal infinite extension spell. The space inside is limited to the size of the gemstone, which is not very large, but it is enough to put down some key things.

Like pistols and wands.

It was the first time he saw Grindelwald's sign-in reward.

It was precisely because of this space storage item that violated all magic principles that Grindelwald looked at this kid again. Then there is a scene where he is accepted as a disciple

"It looks like I need to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow. I wanted to communicate with Hermione before, but now it seems that I need to clean the tail completely."

Thinking back on what happened today, plus Dumbledore's last words.

Amber knew very well that as the day he went to Hogwarts got closer and closer, the insects in the shadows finally couldn't help it.

Tomorrow at Diagon Alley is their last chance, and Amber's last chance.

"Bruce."

"Master, please order."

With a loud bang, a small, thin, ugly elf appeared in front of Amber.

He bowed down and said respectfully in a hoarse voice.

"Bruce will do everything the young master ordered."

"I remember that my cousin's birthday was recently, right? Help me prepare a proper gift for it."

"And a trip to Diagon Alley to buy everything on the Hogwarts list."

Speaking of which, Amber seemed to remember something and hurriedly added:

"You can go to Mrs. Holo to customize two sets of robes for me. Remember to tell Mrs. Holo that even if you want to make some fancy dark lines, you should try to be as little trouble as possible."

Having said that, Amber stopped for a while, and continued helplessly:

"And buy two spare sets from Mrs. Morkin's, just in case."

After telling everything to stop, the house-elf silently disappeared into the living room

Amber was left alone on the sofa, rubbing his brows in distress.

After a night of silence, when he woke up the next morning, and saw the mottled light and shadow shooting from the window, Amber realized that the sun was already rising.

"I haven't slept so comfortably in a long time."

After a long yawn, Amber rubbed his eyes and came to the living room.

After eating the breakfast prepared by the house-elf, Amber sat on the single sofa in a daze.

Maybe too much happened yesterday, maybe because the war is coming.

Just last night, he had a long-lost dream of his parents in this life.

It was the third year he had just passed through. At the age of three, he had begun to accept everything in this world.

Including this mysterious magic world.

He still remembers clearly now that his father, who had a moustache at the time, was the chairman of a financial company in London in the Muggle world.

With this identity, in that special era, there were always a steady stream of people coming in and out of the family.

Among them were Muggles, wizards, socialites like Mr. Granger, and wizards like Dumbledore.

In the same gate, the garden villa and the classical castle are constantly switched, corresponding to the two identities of Amber's father.

He didn't know what his parents were doing until that day.

Amber remembers very clearly that it was one night, after dinner, he was lying in the middle of the room and sleeping soundly at a young age.

What woke him up was the sound of a cursed explosion that suddenly erupted downstairs.

The battle at the time was the largest wizarding war Amber had ever seen.

With the help of the countless alchemy supplies and magic blessings in this old house, the two parents were on a par with the dozen or so people on the opposite side.

In the end, with a loud noise, the out-of-control magic power fled in all directions, and the entire castle hall was in a mess.

I don't know if it's the effect of the alchemy item or several people from both sides Apparate at the same time.

In short, since that day, it is said that six of those who came to attack died, and the rest appeared inexplicably at the Ministry of Magic and were imprisoned in Azkaban forever.

But Amber's parents never showed up again.

It was also on that day that Amber's magic power exploded, summoning a scroll that was hidden somewhere, and awakening this magical system.

"A prophecy or what? I've never had such a dream before."

After rubbing his temples, Amber frowned.

After so many years of confrontation, he has long known that his mysterious system is related to the legendary Archmage Merlin.

So Amber didn't dare to be careless about this sudden dream.

Amber couldn't help but think about it when he just received his acceptance letter from Hogwarts.

In particular, he is not so familiar with the original plot.

It's just an extracurricular book I read when I was a child, and being able to remember a general plot is already amazing.

Amber couldn't recall whether there was anything wrong with this trip to Diagon Alley.

"No, you still have to prepare."

After making up his mind, Amber got up and walked to the bookshelf.

A cloak woven like silver silk was quietly placed in a gorgeous box.

On this cloak, the streamer is wanton, and through the cloak, you can even see the red velvet lining the bottom of the box.

This is an invisibility cloak. Although it is not as magical as the Potter family's sacred artifact, it is also a rare alchemical item.

Tuck the Invisibility Cloak into your ring carefully, and then insert the wand into the card sleeve on the cuff.

After making all the preparations, Amber finally walked out of the house with an unusually determined look.

The sun is just right outside, the warm sun dispels the frost last night, and it is a good weather to go out shopping.

At this time, Amber's goal is to be the largest shopping mall in London and the whole of the UK.

Diagon Alley. *