002 Hogwarts Notice

Seeing the words on the envelope, Altaïr's face showed a hint of surprise. Then he seemed to think of something and turned the envelope over. Sure enough, the envelope had a red wax seal, and on the square of the wax seal was a shield. -as pattern.chapter.

The four corners of the shield represent a lion, an eagle, a snake and a badger.

"Harry Potter."

Altaïr breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly understood.

That kind of power that he could not control seemed to be the explosion of the little wizard's magic power, which when he experienced violent mood swings, he inadvertently caused the magic power to explode.

"It turns out that this is the world of Harry Potter!"

Altaïr didn't know what he felt in his heart, he was a little nervous, a little excited and a little sad.

He had always thought that it was his unique golden finger, and he had also thought that after fully controlling that power, he would use the advantages of the Shelby family to become the godfather of Europe.

Now it seems like he was overthinking it.

He is just a young wizard, and his talent may not even be high. After all, he has tried for a long time and still hasn't found a clue on how to use magic. Voldemort has been able to control his magic very well during his time in the orphanage.

Could it be that I have traveled in time without a single golden finger?

"In 1991, so to speak, Harry Potter and I were in the same grade."

Altaïr came to his senses and looked at the owl who was looking at him with its neck bent towards the table, he thought that this little guy might want some food, after all, he flew from Hogwarts.

I don't know where Hogwarts is, but it's probably nowhere near Birmingham.

Altaïr pulled out a bag of snacks from the drawer next to the bed. It was a thick cut smoked beef jerky that he tasted good. The owls were carnivorous, but Altaïr had no mice or raw meat on hand, and neither did they know that he ate them, he was not in the habit of eating.

Altaïr opened the bag of snacks, took out two pieces of beef jerky, and handed them to the owl. The little boy bowed his head and looked at Altaïr, cooing, then took the jerky into his mouth and ate it.

Seeing the owl tending to his own food, Altaïr opened the parchment envelope.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Director: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Federation of Magic, recipient of the Order of Merlin First Class, Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot Magical Supreme Court)

Dear Mr. Shelby:

We are pleased to inform you that he has been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Attached you will find a list of the necessary books and equipment.

The semester is scheduled to start on September 1 and we will be waiting for his owl to bring back his response by July 31.

Vice Chancellor.

Minerva McGonagall.

Altaïr gently placed the letter on the table, he had watched Harry Potter movies in his previous life, so he didn't think it was a prank or a trap set by malicious people.

After all, there is no Harry Potter book in this world, so there is no way someone could have the Hogwarts mark and also match the names of Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.

At this time, the owl had finished eating the jerky, but had not yet flown away, Altaïr thought for a while, took out a piece of paper from the drawer, and wrote on it with a pen:

Dear Professor McGonagall,

Thanks for your letter. The truth is that something inexplicable has happened to me, but I still have many questions. I hope to ask you in person. I will prepare exquisite desserts and afternoon tea for you and look forward to your visit.

Altaïr Shelby.

Altaïr rolled up the letter, placed it in the parchment envelope, and handed it to the owl.

The owl picked up the letter, flapped its wings and flew away.

Altaïr closed the window again, turned off the light and returned to bed to lie down.

For those little wizards who come from Muggle families, Hogwarts School will send teachers to visit them in person before the semester begins. After all, they must convince the Muggles that the wizarding world exists and they must also take the little wizards to Diagon. Alley, go buy the things they need for school.

So even if Altaïr doesn't respond, the Hogwarts professors will still know him, but answering a letter is still beneficial, at least it can make Professor McGonagall, who has never been masked, have a better impression of him.

Although he comes from a Shelby family with blood and violence in their bones, elegance and etiquette are also qualities that a Shelby gentleman must possess.

First impressions are important.

Lying in bed, Altaïr became excited and began to think frantically.

He didn't know what college he would be assigned to.

He knows who he is as a person, the crazy Shelby family blood flows through his bones, and his ambition is even greater than Tommy Shelby's.

Because Altaïr always wanted to become the godfather of the entire European underworld and then spread the power of his family throughout the world.

After all, the Shelby family's Razor Gang was once the most influential gang in the United Kingdom. His connections and reputation were here. Even if they are in decline now, as long as they have enough strength, it is easier to go back than to go back. Start from the beginning.

Be ambitious, cautious and evaluate the situation.

Pursue your interests rationally rather than impulsively. You will be able to talk and laugh with your enemies for the common good.

If you really want to count, he is more in line with Slytherin requirements, but he is not pure blood, nor even mixed blood.

He didn't know if Slytherin would accept a student like him.

As for other schools, Altaïr was not considered

The quality meets the recruitment standards of these universities. After thinking about it, it seems that Slytherin is more reliable.

Drowsy, Altaïr fell asleep.

Tonight he had a strange dream, he dreamed about Harry Potter, Voldemort, the wizarding world and, strangely, he also dreamed about Hermione and Luna.

Of course, this may be because he has always had a good impression of these two girls throughout his life.

"Dong dong dong!"

There was a knock on the door.

His maid Sophia's voice came from outside the door.

"Master Altaïr, it is almost time for breakfast."

"I understand, come in."

Altaïr answered, stretched and sat up from the bed.

Seeing that the admission notice next to his pillow was still there, Altaïr breathed a sigh of relief, he was very afraid that when he woke up he would find that everything was just his imagination.