Ten Years

Ten years have passed in a flash. Ten years is enough for Augustus to understand most of the information on this plane. On the plane where low magic and technology coexist, the magical world is still a dark world. There have been almost no miracles in the past few hundred years, and it may be a plane abandoned by the gods. And the family he was born into, the Julius family, is actually a big family in the magic world, the so-called pure-blooded family in power, which has given birth to several ministers of the Ministry of Magic. But to him, the people of the Ministry of Magic were nothing more than stick-wielding idiots. Yes, sticks, people in this world actually have to rely on black sticks to use magic. For Augustus, a wizard who stepped into the realm of gods with one foot, this is simply ridiculous. Although now Augustus everything has to start all over again. However, the unique magic system of this plane still made him feel bright, and the dead Voldemort and Dumbledore, who was still the leader of the righteous path, made him have a very strong interest, although he was an ice and fire mage, Augustus can also master the magic of being familiar with legends, so after his deduction, Dumbledore and Voldemort are at least wizards in the field of legends.

Although this decade was boring for Augustus, it was full of surprises for the entire Julius family. First, through the unique inspection stone of the family, when Augustus was three years old, he discovered the huge and almost adult-like magic fluctuations. Then, before the age of five, because of the failure of Augustus's spell experiment, the family knew him. Has mastered the skill of wandless spellcasting. To the outside world, the young master of the Julius family is undoubtedly lucky, but for many people in the family, perhaps having a genius like Augustus is the family's luck.

In the depths of the huge manor, Augustus was sitting on a swing in the center of the garden. The afternoon sun was lazily shining on Augustus' long soft golden hair, and his fair and handsome face was inlaid with a pair of silver. The eyes are as crystal clear as crystals, the silver pupils have some silver thread-like lines radiating from them, the almost unpredictable hair color, diffused with aristocratic golden light, the slightly upturned corners of the eyes, The faded smile overflowed from under the eyelashes, and the light projected from the gaps in the colorful leaves reflected on the pages in his hand. This was an old-looking book, and the words at the top of the pages were constantly flashing. Light, dragons, and magic, the dragons on this plane are interesting to Augustus.

"Augustus, my darling, you are indeed here. Get ready. The owl at Hogwarts has brought your letter. We need to go to Diagon Alley as soon as possible to purchase your books and magic utensils." Coming to Augustus was his mother, Aurora Alice, a beautiful lady.

"Is it finally here? I've been waiting for a long time." Augustus, who had always been stable, couldn't help showing a hint of excitement. He jumped off the swing, walked a few steps to Aurora, and took the envelope.

It was a pale yellow envelope with the words in emerald green ink: London, Julius Manor, received by Mr. Augustus Julius, he pulled it out and looked over: Hogwarts Magic School

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore.

(President of the International Magic Federation, President of the Wizarding Association, First Class Wizard of the Order of Merlin)

Dear Mr. Augustus:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted 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 reply from your owl by July 31st.

Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall, Vice-Principal (female)

It seems that I can finally get in touch with the magic system of this world. Although there are many books in the manor, Augustus believes that only in school can we obtain more and more comprehensive knowledge of magic.

"So, what are you waiting for, Mother Mother, let's go now," Augustus said to Aurora impatiently.

"It seems that Hogwarts is very attractive to you, my child. Let's go to the drawing-room first, your father is waiting for us there." Aurora smiled as if she rarely saw Augustus with Such an expression.

As her mother walked through the twists and turns of the corridors and came to the reception hall at the front of the manor, Clovis Julius, dressed in a low-key and luxurious formal dress, had been waiting for a long time.

Looking at his wife and children who came over, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of Clovis' mouth. He looked at Augustus who had already sat down, and said with a little pride, "Child, ten years have passed, and by then I can still remember what you looked like when you were born. You have brought us many surprises in the past ten years, and you are more than enough to be the heir to the Julius family. Your understanding of magic is also amazing. Your mother and I are very relieved that you go to Hogwarts. You know, our Julius family has produced several ministers of magic and some excellent wizards, and your mother and I both hope that you can become one in the future. A great wizard."

Picking up the tea brought by the house-elf, Clovis took a sip and continued: "Then, child, are you all ready? If you are ready, we will set off now to buy you a wand and a book. ."

"Of course, Father, I have already prepared." After listening to Clovis's long speech, Augustus found that he had finally returned to the topic, and had to curl his lips.

In less than a moment, a number of luxurious carriages flew out from above the manor. The front end of the carriage seemed to have nothing, and the whole two carriages drove smoothly towards London in the dazzling golden sunlight.