Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring

When a young wizard at Hogwarts enters school, he can bring a pet, in general, nothing more than a cat, owl or toad, like Ron's rat is a different kind.

In the case of dogs, Altaïr remembered that in addition to the three-headed dog, only the tooth in Hagrid's cabin.

It seems that no student has a dog in school.

Moreover, Charlie is still a fierce Doberman and has also been trained as a hunting dog, and Hogwarts may not approve of him taking Charlie to school.

"Poor little one."

Altaïr patted Charlie's head, who rubbed him affectionately and continued to munch on the steak.

After walking the dog, Altaïr returned to the castle to watch TV for a while, and when the time came, he went to lunch, and after lunch he rested for a while, Altaïr was going to undergo today's shooting training.

Generally, afternoon training takes place every other day, and in addition to shooting, there are equestrian and combat training.

Altaïr used a PPK pistol with less recoil, and Rao was so bad that his wrists ached after the training.

"Moving the target in full, fixed target hitting the bullseye, Altaïr, the Shelby family will be proud of you."

In charge of teaching Altaïr to shoot, his father Freddie's good brother Jerome, who is also a sharpshooter himself and has saved Freddy's life several times, and Altaïr respects him very much.

"Thank you for your compliment, Uncle Jerome, without your teaching, I don't think I would have had such achievements."

"Hahaha."

Jerome laughed happily, took two sips from his glass, and after telling Altaïr some stories about his and Freddy's fierce battle against Birmingham, the afternoon training was completely over.

Altaïr went straight to his own exclusive pool behind the castle, soaked in the pool and ate some pastries, and after drinking afternoon tea, Altaïr swam a few laps before returning to the castle.

Today's campaign ends here, and Altaïr turned on the TV.

Half a month passed, and Altaïr was waiting for the owl's reply every day, and finally this night, Altaïr's window was knocked again.

It was the same owl that brought Professor McGonagall's reply.

Professor McGonagall said in her letter that she would visit her home at three o'clock in the afternoon on July 30, and judging by her meaning, Altaïr seemed to have a good impression.

Altaïr glanced at the calendar, there was still a week left until the 30th.

"In a week, I'm going to be in contact with the wizarding world!"

Thinking of those magical and mysterious magic, incredible powers, Altaïr couldn't help but be fascinated.

In order to welcome Professor McGonagall, Altaïr went to Michael and told him that a very distinguished guest would come to the door on the afternoon of the 30th, and asked him to inform the servant to prepare the desserts and drinks needed for afternoon tea in advance.

In addition, Altaïr also asked him to notify the Razor gunmen guarding Shelby's manor in advance, after all, he did not want Professor McGonagall to enter the manor and find that it was full of gangsters with guns.

Finally, under Altaïr's thoughts, the time came to July 30th.

2:50 p.m.

Altaïr took Sophia, accompanied by Shelby and many servants, to the gate of the manor.

At two fifty-eight, a beautiful silver tabby cat gracefully appeared on the road outside Shelby's manor, Altaïr's eyes lit up, he knew that Professor McGonagall was an Animagus, and if nothing else, this tabby cat should be Professor McGonagall.

But what made him strange was that the tabby cat did not come over, but stopped abruptly, and then suddenly got into the woods on the side.

Actually, Professor McGonagall didn't expect so many people at the door of Shelby Manor.

As a wizard, she couldn't show magic in front of Muggles, with the exception of Hogwarts, of course, because she needed to cast some magic to convince the little wizard's Muggle parents.

But there were indeed too many people coming now, not only Altaïr and his guardians, but also some unrelated people, and Professor McGonagall had no choice but to go into the woods.

"The time is almost up."

Michael took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, two fifty-nine.

"I'm sure she'll come on time."

Altaïr spoke, and before his words fell, a woman in an emerald green robe suddenly came out of the woods, startling everyone waiting at the gate of the manor.

She was a somewhat serious-looking woman, with glasses, tall, a little thin, looking sixty or seventy years old, a little heavy crow's feet, but in good spirits, with black hair tied up high, with a little mystery, and was looking at Altaïr at this time.

Because when Altaïr saw her, his expression was shocked, and then it even turned into surprise.

Of course, Professor McGonagall didn't know, because when she saw Professor McGonagall herself, a sudden voice suddenly appeared in Altaïr's mind.

Bite!

Detected that the host has successfully contacted important plot characters in the Harry Potter world, the system is on!

Please select the artifact that needs to be crafted as soon as possible.

"Artifact? What artifact? "

Altaïr, who was surprised, did not have time to think, he only knew that he had a golden finger, and this golden finger needed to contact the main plot characters of Harry Potter before it could be triggered.

Because this is the world of Harry Potter!

"Mr. Altaïr Shelby?"

Professor McGonagall looked at Shelby and asked curiously

"You look like... Some surprises. "

"Yes, Professor McGonagall."

Altaïr came to his senses, and he gave Professor McGonagall a gentleman's salute.

"You should understand that in legends, witches are more evil, they are often accompanied by death and curses, to be honest, before this, I always thought you..."

Altaïr said, smiling sheepishly.

"I was pleasantly surprised to see you when I really saw you and found that you were completely different from what I imagined, and although it looked serious, I could feel your kindness."

After listening to Altaïr's words, Professor McGonagall's face showed a stunned expression.

She looked at Altaïr, then a wisp of a smile appeared.

"Thank you, Altaïr."

The conversation between the two made the people on the side inexplicable, and there was a hint of vigilance in Michael's eyes, he just heard Altaïr talking about witches.

Could it be that this so-called distinguished guest is a witch?

Poor Altaïr must have been deceived by this woman!

Michael looked unkind, just wanted to speak, but heard Altaïr invite the woman to the castle of the manor, thought about it but did not speak, just made eye contact with his brother Jimmy.

Jimmy nodded quietly, and the group got into the car to the castle in a strange atmosphere.

That's right, because Shelby Manor is a bit big, it is generally by scooter from the gate to the castle.

Professor McGonagall naturally sat in a car with Altaïr, with Michael driving and Jimmy in the co-pilot.

"This... Professor McGonagall, I wonder what university you went to high school at? "

Jimmy glanced at McGonagall through the rearview mirror and asked.