An Unexpected Visitor

He instantly understood the reason why Professor McGonagall collapsed suddenly after hearing the dinner invitation.

That, regardless of who it is, will cause an outburst. This girl has become increasingly untamed.

The man's face darkened, "Elena, come here. We need to talk about this."

He felt it was necessary to discuss with the girl in question what basic social etiquette entails. He thought that after the last "fish bombing" event, Elena would moderate herself and mature significantly, but the result was completely the opposite.

"I am not! I am not foolish!"

She glanced sideways at Benítez, whose face was grim and serious, and Elena playfully stuck out her tongue, making a face.

"Yes, I suddenly remembered that there are no vegetables in the kitchen. I have to go to the market to buy some."

Without waiting for Benítez's retort, the girl agilely leaped off the bed, waved her hand, and swiftly ran out without looking back.

She did not want to be caught by Benítez and scolded all morning like last time.

"This girl..."

Benítez gazed at the little silver-haired girl running off like a frightened bunny and shook his head in despair.

Perhaps, as Professor McGonagall said, this girl has some kind of magical power.

Every time he tries to educate Elena, as soon as the girl shows a bit of whimsy, his heart inexplicably softens, and after a few words of reproach, it dissipates.

Not just him, almost every time Elena gets into trouble, the leniency she receives seems exceptionally effortless, as if, no matter what she does, she will always be forgiven.

Of course, it is also possible that, as the nuns in London said, he is truly not suitable for teaching children.

"A-a school of magic?"

Benítez watched Elena return the envelope to his hand, her fingers resting on the seal, and it seemed as though it was not a letter, but a dreadful Pandora's box before him.

Perhaps others may not know, but Benítez, who has seen Elena grow up, could not be more certain. For anything that doesn't interest her, Elena will definitely not invest an ounce of energy and time in it.

As a girl under eleven, she can outwit an adult wizard from the magical world in various ways, leaving him speechless. Benítez does not believe that Elena is truly committed to the magical world. It doesn't matter to her as much as she portrays.

After debating for over ten minutes, Benítez looked at the empty bowl on the bedside table and suddenly had an idea. If it weren't for his migraine from the wind, would Elena choose another way to reject an invitation from that world?

Pondering carefully, Benítez remembered that when she spoke of the stewed owl soup, the eyes of the little silver-haired lolita glittered, and she sighed quite wearily. With her voracious and untamed personality, there was really no way to judge the true reason.

Benítez lifted the thick parchment envelope and gazed solemnly again at the somewhat peculiar emblem on it, as if some terrible monster would emerge from it at any moment.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he clenched his teeth and turned his wrist to open the letter.

[Director of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry:

Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Confederation of Wizards, President of the Wizarding Association, and First-Class Wizard of the Order of Merlin)

Dear Miss Caslana: We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A list of required books and equipment is enclosed. The semester is set to begin on September 1st. We will await your owl's response by July 31st.

Deputy Headmistress (female) Minerva McGonagall]

Benítez tapped his fingers gently on the letter paper and thoughtfully gazed at the sumptuous wooden chair in front of him that had been magically transformed. Perhaps he should talk more with Professor McGonagall.

At least, he could feel that when Elena saw Professor McGonagall rising with the wooden cane, the fear hidden behind her stubbornness was barely perceptible, similar to the tremor she showed after finding the fish, but this time it was for stealing food from an owl.

Just when he was about to finish reading, he felt another dull ache in his brain.

It is estimated that in the past week, it is conservatively estimated that the whole orphanage has consumed at least a dozen of "plump round Scottish chickens." Upon learning this, Benítez has the opportunity to meet Mai again, and Professor Ge will naturally take the initiative to propose compensation.

"I'm not sure if the pound can be exchanged for wizard currency, but I hope that, as Elena said, prices in the magical world are slightly cheaper."

Benítez sighed again at the thought. Although Elena has raised a lot of money for the orphanage over the years, she has also paid many fines or compensations for her accident.

Just then, there was a crackling sound like a whip outside the door.

After that, there was a rhythmic knocking on the door, and a familiar female voice entered.

"Mr. Benítez, I am Milleva McGonagall. I apologize for disturbing you again. I hope to learn more about Miss Elena if possible."

Who is Professor McGonagall from Hogwarts?

Benítez raised the corner of his mouth, glanced at the letter in his hand, stood up, set the dishes aside, put on a coat, and replied without hesitation.

"Welcome, Miss McGonagall. I actually needed to ask you something about Elena and your magical world."

At the same time, Elena, who was fishing attentively by the lake, suddenly felt a flutter in her heart, as if it was the premonition she used to get whenever the school notified parents of a meeting in her previous life.

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