The Letter

No one moved for a while, everyone was frozen in their place for at least half an hour... well, it was only about ten seconds.

Albert bent down and picked up the pale yellow envelope. It was an unstamped letter with a line written in emerald-green ink. He read it out softly:

"Tibe Avenue, 19, at the entrance, Sent to Mr Albert Anderson."

When Albert read this, he triggered a task:

[The Wizarding Way]

[You have the potential to become a wizard, but you are not yet qualified. Now, you have a chance to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and become a student.]

[Reward: 10,000 experience, 2 skill points, and wizard blood +1]

'Wizard blood?'

Albert was stunned.

'What is that?'

'Getting 2 skill points is a very tempting reward. I only got 1 point after becoming a student of Eton College and I only have 3 skill points after saving up for so many years.'

'However, what's even worse is that this is the world of fiction.'

'The magical world in Harry Potter.'

Albert turned the envelope over and saw the Hogwarts log with the capital "H" on it, surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake.

"Mom, will the zoo train owls to be postmen now?" Niya stared curiously at the owl staying nearby.

"Niya, I don't think anyone will send a letter using an owl. At least normal people don't. Maybe, this is just a prank." Daisy looked at her husband, she saw Herb's brows twitching, and asked: " What's wrong, my dear, is it time to head out?"

"Nothing. Albert, show me the letter." Herb said.

"Oh, here you go." Albert gave the envelope to his father.

"Honey!" Daisy was a little upset.

Herb didn't pay attention to the displeasure on his wife's face, he quickly opened the envelope, took out the parchment inside, read whatever was written on it, and said, "Children, it seems that our plan is going to be postponed."

" Herb, what happened? What's the content of the letter?" Daisy felt that her husband was a little abnormal. Her tone couldn't help getting worse.

"Dad, what's in the letter?" Niya couldn't help asking, but Albert, who received the letter, didn't respond much.

"Let's go back to the living room, Daisy." Herb closed the car door and returned to the living room with his family.

Even after the entrance door of the house was closed, the owl who delivered the letter still did not leave.

" Herb, you'd better give me a proper explanation." Daisy looked very angry. She couldn't wait to see her son put on his Eton College uniform.

"Dad, what is the content of the letter, read it out for everyone, I also want to know." Albert's face didn't have many mood swings. He already knew what it was.

'It doesn't seem too strange now that I think about it.' The best thing is that he has read the Harry Potter books and once wrote a fan-fiction book on it.

'At that time, I checked a lot of information and I still have some memories of it.'

"Then I will read it." Herb looked at his son who was as calm as ever, and started to read the content:

"Principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Union of Magic, President of the Wizarding Association, First-Class Magician of Sir Merlin)"

"Hogwarts... school!" Daisy stared in surprise, she had already guessed what it was...

"Magic, is there magic in this world?" Niya's face was filled with excitement, "I want to learn magic too, I want to go to a magic school."

"Albert, let me go!" Niya looked at her brother very dissatisfied, she was going to go over to read the letter, but Albert stopped her.

"Niya, let father finish it." Albert motioned to his father to continue reading the letter and took the angry mother to sit down.

"Son, I will never let you go to Hog..." Daisy was very angry. She thought her husband might know something.

Herb coughed slightly and continued reading:

"Dear Mr Anderson:

We are happy to inform you that you have been approved to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Below is a list of required books and equipment.

The semester is scheduled to start on September 1.

We will be waiting for your owl before July 21.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall,

Vice Principal"

Herb finished reading it and then handed the letter to his son.

Albert glanced at it and handed it to his curious sister. Niya took the letter and ran to her mother.

After studying the content of the letter sentence by sentence, Daisy said a few words:

"I would never agree to let Albert go to this kind of school. No, there must be someone playing a prank on us. We should call the police right away and catch this pesky rascal."

"Mom, will the owl waiting outside let us write back to them?" Niya said suddenly.

Daisy did not speak but stared at her husband with oppressive eyes.

Albert asked, "Dad, do you know something?"

"No, nothing." Herb reached out his hand to his head, and seemed to be caught in a short memory: "When I was about the same age as you, my father, that is, your grandfather, said to me that he was disappointed I did not receive a letter from Hogwarts."

"I once asked my father what Hogwarts was, and he only said that it was a school."

"Later, once my father was drunk, I asked why he wanted me to go to Hogwarts."

"He only said he was a muggle, but I don't know what the word means." Herb's tone was very low, and he remembered the time his father cried.

"I think, now I know what Hogwarts is. If father knows that his grandson received a letter from Hogwarts, he will be very happy."

Albert knows what muggle means, of course, but he never really thought that he had something to do with a wizard.

There was no similar skill set in his skill bar, otherwise, he would have noticed it.

"Yes, I should write to him, no, I'll call him, he will be very happy!" Herb suddenly said, planning to call his father.

"Herb Anderson!" Daisy exclaimed, "Albert should go to Eton College. He will be able to achieve something we can't imagine, instead of going to a school that we have never heard of, y'know? If it is something concerning his future, I will never allow you..."

"Mom, we have not yet determined whether magic exists or not." Albert stretched out his hand to grab his mother, who was about to run away and gently comforted her, "Didn't the letter say the owl waiting for you? Maybe, we should write a letter to each other. Then, someone will come from Hogwarts to prove that magic is real, if they can't prove it, then it's a lie."

"Well, son, I agree with you, and let the school prove the credibility of this letter." Daisy clenched her fists and shook them vigorously. "Wait and see, I will call the police, catch those crooks and let them squat in prison for a few years."