Hogwarts: Wizards Supreme

The world in sleep is dark, but in the depths, there is a tiny glimmer of light.

The light was warm and bright, like a ray of fire in the harsh winter, attracting him to move forward.

As he was about to touch the glimmer of light, a creepy feeling arose in his heart, telling him not to touch it and telling him to wake up.

However, as if his body was out of control, he stepped into the light.

Everything in front of him was shrouded in pure white, like a state of blindness after a violent flash of light.

He blinked and suddenly bounced up.

"What's wrong, are you having a nightmare?" A gentle female voice said, with deep concern in her tone.

Brian lifted the quilt and covered his forehead, remembering that he stayed up late last night playing games and slept on the sofa until now.

"It's okay, Mom. It seems like it was a nightmare. I don't remember it."

He raised his eyes and looked around. It was a clean and bright living room. There were a few open books randomly placed on the coffee table, and the midday news was playing on the TV.

"That's good. I'm going to work. The food is hot in the pot. Remember to eat." The woman in a professional suit said with a smile. Her facial features are dignified and beautiful, her complexion is fair, and she has an oriental classical beauty. Her shiny black hair is styled into a bun. She is wearing high heels at this time.

Brian nodded blankly and went back to the bedroom to change clothes. He was exactly twelve years old in the mirror, with straight and gentle features, and he couldn't be more familiar.

He walked to the window and looked at the high-rise buildings outside the window. The scorching sun was spreading light and heat wantonly, but the cold air blown from the air conditioner dissipated the heat of midsummer.

He stayed at home with nothing to do, played games for a while, and read novels. Finally, he felt a little bored and picked up a junior high school textbook to read.

The summer vacation is almost over, and he will soon be entering the first grade of junior high school.

In the evening, his parents came back from get off work. My father was dressed in a smart suit, his short black hair was slightly casual, and he had a confident smile unique to successful people on his face.

Mother packed up her things, walked into the kitchen and started cooking.

"How was your day?" He took off his suit and hung it aside, asking with a smile.

"Pretty boring."

"Okay, I've been a little busy today, but I can give myself a break in the next few days. How about we go on a trip?"

"Okay." Brian laughed.

My father walked into the kitchen and helped with the cooking.

Next, they spent a few days visiting the city's attractions and amusement parks, and the first day of school was coming soon.

"Hogwarts?" Brian looked a little surprised when he heard the name of the school.

"Yes, this is the most comprehensive middle school in the province." My mother said with a smile. "It's a pity that it's a boarding school. You can only go home once a week."

"But... isn't that from the novel?" He raised his head and asked, "A school that teaches magic."

"Are you confused after reading the novel?" His mother smiled and nodded his forehead. "There is no magic."

"Your mother is lying to you. Look at my magic. It's as urgent as a law!" The father held a coin in his left hand. He clenched his hands and shook them. When he opened his hands again, the coin ran into his right hand.

"This is a family magic. I will give you the computer tonight, and I will teach you how about it?" the father said proudly.

"But, I've read it in novels!" Brian ignored his father. He ran into the bedroom and rummaged around, but found nothing.

"It's weird, I remember seeing it." He covered his forehead, "But, what's its name?"

"Okay, stop thinking so wildly." His mother rubbed his head and said softly.

Brian nodded, but something felt wrong. He typed "Hogwarts" online, and all that came up were descriptions of a high school, and no novels were about it.

"Did I dream about it in my dream?" He scratched his hair in confusion.

"By the way, your godfather and godmother will come over tonight, so pack yourself up!" his father shouted to him.

"Oh..." He closed the web page and responded in a low voice.

At night, a couple rang the doorbell. A tall, thin man, wearing black clothes, with black hair and black eyes, and a not-so-obvious aquiline nose. The woman is of short stature, with light red hair meticulously combed into a beautiful bun, and gentle blue eyes.

"Haha, Albert, Betty, you are here." The father went over and hugged them.

Brian looked at it blankly, but he always felt that there was too much violation.

They had a pleasant dinner together, and the two of them, who had no children of their own, treated Brian as if he were their own child.

After they said goodbye and left, Brian asked, "Do they not like you very much?"

"How could it be! They have the best relationship with us!" Father raised his eyebrows.

"But, I always feel that they shouldn't like Muggles..." Brian whispered, "Huh? What are Muggles?"

"Muggle? You sound like a fool." Father said, "Sure enough, you have reached the age where you have crazy thoughts."

"Why are they foreigners?" Brian continued to ask.

"You won't allow me to have a few foreign friends?" said my father. "They finally came here, but who made you lose face?"

"Go and have a rest, you have to go to school tomorrow!" Mother said.

"oh……"

The next day, Brian got up from bed early, sat in his father's car, and looked straight at the school called Hogwarts.

To his disappointment, this looked like an ordinary school, with several five-story teaching buildings, surrounded by dormitories, canteens, playgrounds and canteens, and the campus was surrounded by iron fences.

He finally put aside his illusions and started studying step by step. Spent junior high and high school here.

This is indeed a very famous school, and there are even foreign students in it. For example, his friend Draco is a proud little kid who always shows off that his father is one of the principals of the school. Although this made Brian feel a little uncomfortable, time quickly diluted this feeling.

His grades were always among the best, and he was admitted to a key university with good scores in the college entrance examination.

After graduating from college, he entered his father's company. He has a strong learning ability and quickly became a senior executive of the company by virtue of his abilities, winning the trust of his employees.

Brian proposed more advanced development concepts and directions, and with the joint efforts of him and his parents, the company continued to expand. When he was thirty years old, the company was successfully listed.

The old couple also began to worry about his marriage.

"I said, why haven't you been in love? You work all day long. There are so many beautiful girls in the company, and there are also many girls at banquets and dances, but you can't like any of them?" My father's hair has turned gray. There are fine wrinkles at the corners of the eyes.

"Yes, I think that girl from the Li family is nice and she is also interested in you." My mother is still gentle, and the passage of time has given her an elegant and easy-going charm.

Brian was wearing a casual suit, his hair slightly covering his eyes. He shook his head and said, "I don't like her."

"You...well, do you like foreign girls?" The father frowned, "Just so I have a few old friends, and they are also eager to find a partner for their daughter recently..."

He pulled out a few photos from his phone, and his mother leaned over to look at them.

"This girl is pretty good. Her name is Hermione. She is a postdoctoral fellow at Tsinghua University." My mother pointed to a photo.

Brian pondered for a moment and said softly: "Hermione Granger?"

"That's right, do you know her?" said the father, and then he shook his head, "This girl is too focused on work, and her personality is very similar to yours. People who are too similar may not get along. And she has a stronger personality. …”

"How about this one, the one named Luna?" My father pointed to another piece of information and said, "A biologist and a poet, really good."

"Luna Lovegood?" Brian said expressionlessly.

"It seems that you know everything. Have you paid attention to it secretly?" Father said with a smile.

"No, maybe I saw it in my dream..." Brian said softly, with a sigh hidden in his tone.

"This girl is full of romanticism, so I'm afraid she's not suitable for her," the mother said hesitantly.

"What about this one? Daphne?" The father pointed at a girl and said, "We are a lady, well-educated, generous and polite..."

"Daphne?" Brian said in a very low voice, "I don't remember her in the novel..."

"It's hard to say," the mother said. "She comes from an old family with a long history and a lot of rules. And... will they look down on our family?"

"In this era, people are more open-minded." My father said dissatisfiedly. He looked at Brian and said, "Which one do you think is better?"

"I don't want to think about it..." Brian said.

"No, no matter what, you have to meet each of them and talk face to face." My father made his decision immediately and started calling his old friends.