London, July 1992.

In a building in the commercial center of the West District, the well-trained white-collar workers are constantly busy, and the noise of discussions and the crackling of keyboards is endless. In a small temporary conference room, a serious conversation was taking place.

"Felix, have you really made up your mind? Although you have been here for less than a year, I swear that your talent has been recognized by everyone in the company. If you stay here, trust me, you will There is a big achievement!" A typical middle-aged British man said, wearing a delicate business suit, his slightly curly hair was neatly groomed.

Sitting across from him is a young man of about twenty years old, handsome, with particularly impressive light blue eyes. At this moment, Felix smiled, "Boss, I have made up my mind."

The middle-aged man stared at Felix for a while. Seeing that he had no idea of ​​wavering, he sighed helplessly, "Okay, you won."

Felix showed a gentle smile, stood up, picked up his suit hanging on the chair, and shook hands with the middle-aged man who also stood up. The middle-aged man stepped forward, opened his arms and hugged him tightly, muttering in a low voice, "Everyone has their own aspirations, right? I think we have lost a potential newcomer."

Felix blinked his light blue eyes. "We always meet better people."

Half an hour later, Felix packed his things and walked out of the building. As he approached to go out, he watched the flow of people on the street with anticipation in his heart.

...

Carrying a small box, Felix walked on the street, stopping from time to time to avoid passing vehicles, and he also looked at the brand and style of the car with great interest.

"Antique car~"

His footsteps were brisk, and the slightly long journey did not make him tired, on the contrary, he was in high spirits.

After walking for nearly an hour, he finally returned to his temporary residence, or rather, home in the city.

The street scene became more and more familiar, and Felix saw more than one acquaintance, "Good afternoon! Mrs. Murphy."

"Good afternoon! Mr. Hepp."

After dealing with some familiar faces, Felix finally stood in front of his house.

Take out the key and open the door.

Step in, close the door.

"Woohoo!" Felix screamed happily, closed his eyes, spread his arms, and at this moment, the ordinary house seemed to come alive.

The suitcase was detached from the palm of the hand, floated and flew to the front of the cabinet, the cabinet door opened automatically, and a dozen clothes hanging on the upper layer slightly lifted the hem, so that the box could lie in comfortably;

Felix's suit and white shirt were automatically taken off, and the tie jumped out from his neck with a twist, and hung on the crossbar of the wardrobe. There were three other delicate ties of different colors placed together;

The belt around his waist was automatically loosened. As he stepped forward, the trousers were also separated smoothly. Felix moved his hand, and a blue silk pajama flew out quickly, put it on him, and thoughtfully. hit a live buckle;

Felix snapped his fingers gently, and soft music played. He still closed his eyes slightly, but he waved his hands like a conductor, and there was a jingling sound in the kitchen. After a while, a cup of fragrant and steaming coffee floated in front of him.

He picked up the cup, took a sip with the music, and showed a satisfied smile.

...

In addition to being a free man who has just left, Felix Hepp is also an adult wizard.

He graduated from Hogwarts, the best and only wizarding school in England.

Ten years have passed since Felix received the notification letter with the ornate coat of arms from the orphanage. These ten years not only allowed him to graduate from Hogwarts smoothly, but also changed him from a little boy to a man. 21 year old mature man.

"Time flies so fast, it's been three years since I graduated." Felix was sitting on the sofa with some emotion.

Then he mumbled slightly in a low voice, "It's been 21 years since I've been through time."

That's right, apart from freelancers in the workplace and hidden wizards, Felix also has the deepest hidden secret, that is, he is a traveler.

God knows how surprised and excited he was when he received the invitation from the magical world, who had planned the trajectory of his life!

The world of Harry Potter!

The magical adventure of the three little ones!

But unfortunately, they are not of the same generation at all.

When he entered Hogwarts and foolishly asked for information about Harry Potter, he realized that he was nine years older than him. In other words, from the time he entered the school to the time of graduation, he never saw him face to face.

It must be admitted that Felix is ​​not a "Ha fan" and only knows a little about the plot.

Knowing, half-understanding.

After all, he can't predict the future, and he won't know that he will travel to the real magic world. If he can know in advance, he must memorize every word!

What really made him understand the plot was the rise of short videos, such as a certain shaking.

It is also by virtue of this that he can vaguely string out a plot line.

But want to remember the details? That was pure delusion.

Fortunately, what he was really interested in was magical magic, the living, touch-perceived magical world. And these, he got.

evening.

Felix sat at the desk, quietly flipping through a magic book, with a cup of hot tea in his hand.

The ticking of the clock made his heart a little irritable, and he lost the peaceful mood of the past.

He is waiting for a letter.

A vital letter!

Time passed little by little, and finally—there was a sound of "clicking" outside the window, and an owl silently stood outside the window and tapped the window lightly.

"It's finally here!" Felix's heart beat violently, a wand slipped out, waved gently, the window opened automatically, and the owl flew in.

The owl circled twice above its head, dropped an envelope, and landed on the desk on its own, pecking at its feathers lightly.

Felix quickly picked up the envelope. On the back of the envelope, there was a wax seal, a coat of arms, an eagle, a lion, a badger, and a snake around the capital "H".

He opened the envelope and pulled out the letter, which read:

Dear Mr. Felix Hepp:

We are pleased to inform you that your inaugural (Muggle Studies) application has been accepted and an interview will take place at 10am on July 21st, so please prepare well in advance.

Also: Please enter the school through Floo powder (Location: Deputy Headmaster's Office at Hogwarts), if you use other methods, please inform in advance.

Deputy Principal (female) Minerva McGonagall

Felix couldn't help but waved his fist and drank the steaming tea on the table!

Magic set sail, welcome to collect!

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