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No one moved; everyone froze in place for at least half an hour—well, it was actually only about ten seconds.

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

Tibe Avenue, 19, at the entrance, is received by Mr. Albert Anderson.

When Albert read this text, he discovered that he had actually triggered a task:

The Wizarding Way

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

rewards 10,000 experience, 2 skill points, and wizard blood +1.

　　 Wizard blood?

Albert was stunned.

What the **** is this?

Two skill points are very tempting. It is only 1 point to become a student at Eton College, and Albert has only got 3 skill points after saving up for so many years, and he is not willing to use them.

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

the magical world in Harry Potter novels?

Albert turned the envelope over and saw the Hogwarts coat of arms, with a capital "H," 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 with an owl. At least normal people don't. "Maybe this is just a prank." Daisy looked at her husband, saw Herb cursing brows, and asked, "What's wrong, my dear, is it time for me to go out?"

"Nothing, Albert. Show me the letter." Herb whispered.

　　 "Oh, here." 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, and glanced at it, then said, "Children, it seems that our plan is going to be postponed."

"Dear Herb, what happened?" "What's the content of the letter?" Daisy felt that her husband was a little abnormal, and 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.

"Go back to the living room, Daisy." Herb closed the car door heavily and returned to the living room with his family.

After the entrance door was closed, the owl delivering the letter still did not leave.

"Dear 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 who can predict where I appear." Albert's face didn't have much of a mood swing, and of course he knew that. What's the matter with the letter? If you haven't experienced the crossing and panel incidents, you might be shocked when you see the letter.

But the first two times, I was shocked and found myself living in the world of a novel. It doesn't seem too strange to think about it. What's more, he has read the best-seller Harry Potter and once wrote one. This fellow.

At that time, I checked a lot of information, and I still had some understanding of the worldview of this novel.

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

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, because she had already guessed what it was: an admission letter?

"Magic! Is there really 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."

"Hate 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 my father finish my faith." Albert motioned to his father to continue reading the letter, and he took the angry mother to sit down by the way.

"Son, I will never let you go to Hogg." 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. Enclosed 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 (female).

Heber finished his faith and then handed the letter to his son.

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

After studying the content of the letter sentence by sentence, Daisy said every word:

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

"Mom, did the owl waiting for you on the letter 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?"

"Not knowing." 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, UU read www.uukanshu.com to me. "I was disappointed not to 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 dumb gun, but I don't know what the word means." Herb's tone was very low, and he remembered that time when his father cried.

"I think now I know what Hogwarts is. "Father knows that his grandson has received a letter from Hogwarts; he will be very happy."

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

In other words, there is no similar skill in his skill bar; otherwise, he would have noticed it.

"Yes, I should write to him; no, call; he will definitely be very happy!" Herb suddenly said, as if planning to call his father.

"Heber Anderson!" Daisy exclaimed, "Albert should go to Eton College." He will achieve something we can't imagine instead of going to a school that we have never heard of, you know? Concerning his future, I will never allow you...

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

"Well, son, I agree with you, and let the **** school prove the truth of this letter." Daisy clenched her fist and shook it vigorously. "Wait and see; I must call the police." "Catch those crooks and let them squat in prison for a few years."