Magical Studies at Hogwarts

The food at St. Mary's Welfare Home is very good. Each of the more than 100 children can eat meat every day. However, Britain is a food desert, and the style of the dishes is really monotonous. Fish, chips, chips, fish.

, is the most common food on the table.

Looking at the golden fried fish in front of him and the pieces of broccoli and green beans dotting the side, Ike misses the braised pork every day.

Unfortunately, Groggs is a small place and there is no such thing as Chinatown.

More importantly, Ike didn't have much money.

The orphanage will only provide the children with food, clothing, housing and transportation. Even if Santa Maria receives a lot of donations every year, it will not give the children pocket money like ordinary families. If you want money, you have to work.

The older children are okay and can work as waiters in local supermarkets, convenience stores, shopping malls, and restaurants. The younger ones can also be newspaper boys, riding bicycles to deliver newspapers door to door.

At this embarrassing age, Ike cannot be a waiter, nor can he steal the jobs from his younger brothers and sisters. There are really few ways to make money. And because of his special ability, Julianne rarely lets Ike go out of Santa Maria.

If this were not the case, he would not have received the title of Guardian of the Oak Tree.

After finishing the fried fish and broccoli in front of him with a slumped face, Ike washed the plate and put it in the tableware recycling area. After saying hello to Julia, Ike returned to his dormitory.

As "Julian's favorite", at the age of ten, Ike received what other children only received at the age of fourteen: a private room.

A bed, a cabinet for clothes, a table and a chair are all Ike's room has.

On the table are the books that Julianne gave Ike, and there is a somewhat old schoolbag next to the table leg. It is now the school holiday, and Ike, who enjoys a happy education, does not have much homework, and most of the books are placed on the table.

There are only two or three reading materials borrowed from the school library in the school cabinet and school bag.

"World History (Part 2)" is not a very profound one.

Picking up a book casually, Ike lay on the bed. Reading a book before going to bed is a habit left over from the past. At this time, there are still nearly twenty years before smartphones become popular, and there is no way to read a book.

things.

The next morning, Ike was awakened by a sound of "dong, dong, dong". He squinted his eyes and followed the sound, and saw an owl standing outside the window with a letter in its mouth. It had a sharp beak.

Knocking on the glass rhythmically.

Seeing that Ike was awake, he moved his head excitedly and knocked on the window faster.

"No." Ike couldn't explain how he felt when he saw this scene. He was a little excited and a little surprised. As someone who has watched eight movies, two "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", and dozens of fan stories.

Man, Ike is quite familiar with this scene.

Opening the window, the owl fluttered its wings and flew in. Ike reached for the letter and looked at the familiar shield coat of arms, with a big "h" in the middle, surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake.

.

Turning it over again, I saw a line written on it: No. 231 Treadworth Road, Gloucestershire, on the bed in the third floor room of St. Mary's Orphanage, owned by Mr. Ike Stride.

"Sure enough! It's true!" Ike quickly opened the envelope and took out the letter, which read as expected:

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(President of the International Federation of Magic, President of the Wizards Association, first-level magician of the Order of Merlin)

Dear Mr. Stride:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment.

The semester is scheduled to start on September 1st, and we will be waiting for your owl to bring your reply before July 31st.

In view of your special situation, we will send a dedicated person to your residence to answer your questions and provide you with the necessary help.

vice principal

Sincerely, Minerva McGonagall.

"Cuckoo, Cuckoo, Cuckoo" Ike felt relieved and looked at the owl that was looking at him with its head tilted. He smiled and reached out to touch its head.

"The reply will have to wait." After saying that, he put on his clothes, grabbed the letter and went out.

"Dean Julian! Dean Julian!"

Ike knocked on the door for a while and waited until Julianne opened the door. Before Julianne could speak, Ike handed over the letter.

"Dean Julian, I received a letter."

"Little Ike, you got up very early today." Julianne smiled and took the letter without reading it. Instead, she pulled Ike into the house, poured him a cup of black tea, and then started reading while talking.

"You usually don't wake up until after nine o'clock. Why are you so early today because of this letter? Let me see... um, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

"What is this? A prank?"

"I don't know either." Ike shook his head, "It was sent by an owl, I think it must be true. Dean Julian, you know, I..."

"That's right." Dean Julian nodded, "It seems like it's not impossible."

"By the way, it said someone would come? Why didn't it say when..."

"Dean Julian..." Ike pointed to the fireplace in the room that suddenly lit up with green fire, "I think someone is here."

Julianne looked towards the fireplace and saw a person suddenly appearing from the green fire. She wore square glasses, curly black hair tied into a high bun, wore a dark green robe, and a pointed wizard hat. She looked like

Very serious.

"Hello, Ms. Julianne, Mr. Strider. I am the Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Minerva McGonagall. You can call me Professor McGonagall."

Professor McGonagall nodded slightly and stretched out her hand to shake Julianne and Ike. "Speaking of which, your fireplace needs to be cleaned. There is a lot of dust, Ms. Julianne."

"Clean up." Professor McGonagall took out her wand, and the dust in the room was picked up by a small whirlwind and flew out along the fireplace chimney.

Julianne looked at everything, even though she had been mentally prepared before, she was still surprised.

"Is this magic?"

"It's just a simple cleaning spell, madam." Professor McGonagall said, waving her wand again, turning a chair into a majestic lion, then into a tap-dancing teapot, and then waving the wand to turn the chair into a majestic lion.

Change back.

"Mr. Strider is gifted with magic. He will get a good education at Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall briefly introduced the basic situation of Hogwarts.

"Oh, little Ike." Julianne touched Ike's hair, "Although I had long known that one day you would leave me, I didn't expect this day to come so quickly."

"But it's okay. I think you will have a good time at Hog...Hogwarts School."

"At least you don't have to hide it anymore, right?"

"Wait, Ms. Julianne." Professor McGonagall asked, "Did you just say hide?"

"Of course." Julianne nodded, "Little Ike is a magical child, I've always known that." After saying that, she motioned for Ike to perform.

Facing two pairs of expectant eyes, Ike waved his hand, and a pen flew up from Julianne's desk, circled around the three of them several times, and returned steadily to the desk.

"It's unbelievable, Mr. Strider." Professor McGonagall was a little surprised, "You are indeed a very talented little wizard. You must know that even children from wizarding families rarely do things like you. Almost

No!"

"You are exaggerating, Professor McGonagall." Ike bowed slightly, "I just don't want others to be hurt because of me."

Julianne touched Ike's hair and told her what happened in the orphanage. After hearing this, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but said: "Mr. Strider, I have to say, your talent is amazing."

"Maybe... I have to make some changes." Professor McGonagall thought for a while and then said, "Then, Mr. Strider, on July 12th, that is, two days later, I will come back and take you to buy new students.

Books and equipment required for admission.”

"Originally it wasn't until the end of the month, but I wanted to see some magic books earlier. It's always good, isn't it?"

"Of course, Professor McGonagall." Ike quickly replied, "See you on July 12th."

"See you on the 12th." Professor McGonagall nodded slightly to Julianne and Ike, then waved her wand, and with a harsh "pop" sound, Professor McGonagall disappeared into the room.

After a while, Julianne recovered from what had just happened, bent down slightly, and said with a smile: "Little Ike, I didn't expect you to be a wizard, and you will soon go to a magic school to study.

It’s magic. It’s so incredible!”

"Incredible!" Julianne sighed, "When I picked you up in front of the orphanage more than ten years ago, you were still such a little kid. Now that you have grown up, you have to leave me to learn magic."

"Oh! Magic! Unbelievable!"

Ike looked at the somewhat bewildered Dean Julian, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. He quickly comforted him: "It's not like I will never come back. I will still come back after the school holidays."

"I hope you won't give my room to anyone else then, so I won't have anywhere to sleep at night." Ike blinked his blue eyes, very playfully.

"Of course, your room will always be there."

"This is your home, isn't it? Little Ike."

"Yes, this is my home, you are my family..."

"The dearest family..."