The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

Time flies by quickly and summer is passing quietly.

Erwin began to exercise his kinetic energy granting ability again. The specific method was to use only his mind to control objects to complete daily activities such as brushing teeth, washing face, and eating. This kind of delicate work is much more difficult than shooting a nine-millimeter pistol bullet. For example,

, it’s like asking the Hulk to do cross-stitch tattoos, he must think it’s easier to smash an iron knot.

Erwin also tried to apply this ability to his own body, but unfortunately, he is just an ordinary flesh and blood man. He can indeed gain the normal speed of a car in one second, but the consequences may be because

He suffered excessive acceleration and was directly dizzy. At the same time, even a coin at this high speed would kill him, so he quickly gave up on this dangerous behavior that was almost equivalent to suicide.

Contact with Felwood was also restored. For the sake of safety, Erwin decided not to return to the manor or go to the laboratory at Clayton University. He at least wanted to maintain a certain distance from his former identity. This was a reflection on magic.

The most basic respect for the efficiency of the ministry's governance. According to Felwood, Dipper recovered well from his injuries and at the same time revealed his intention to stay as an advisor to the Frost family.

"He has nowhere to go, and at the same time he thinks you are a potential stock." Felwood laughed on the phone: "This guy is very shrewd."

"If he is willing to stay, then give him the highest possible treatment." Erwin said without hesitation.

Even though Dipper's professionalism is worrisome, things are rare and valuable, and he is the only wizard that Erwin can recruit now.

As soon as I hung up the call with Felwood, another call came from a woman. "Please transfer me to Professor Stewart," she said.

Erwin didn't think much about it.

"My daughter is coming to see me in a few days." Professor Stewart said to Erwin after finishing the phone call.

Yes, this old man has a daughter, which is incredible, because it means that he has had at least one wife, and anyone who knows Stewart will think that people like him will most likely only date physics for the rest of their lives.

However, Erwin said such a joke a long time ago, and it is meaningless to repeat it. "I heard at least five hundred pieces of trash talk worse than this when I was young." Professor Stewart was even a little proud.

But in any case, Professor Stewart's family probably didn't have much to do with him, and Erwin didn't take it to heart. However, he forgot one thing, that is, his relationship with Stewart was not just an employer-employee relationship, the professor was in his name.

Guardian on.

So when Erwin was hugged by Margaret Stewart Granger, his expression was blank.

He knew that the woman in front of him was under the influence of estrogen and showed loving motherhood, just like a lactating cat even willing to raise chicks, but the problem was that he didn't know how to respond to such enthusiasm.

After all, he has not had any direct female relatives since he was one year old, and he has never experienced such a hug since then, which is quite sad in a sense.

"Poor child." Margaret stroked Erwin's head tenderly, "Is it okay for you to take care of him, dad?"

"How should I put it," Stuart said, pretending to be thinking hard, "Erwin has a pretty good sense of self-management, so I usually don't need to worry too much."

"Look what you said!" Margaret suddenly lowered her voice, "This child just lost his last relative not long ago, you should give him more warmth." Returned to normal volume, "Self

Management? Are you still letting him cook by himself?"

"In fact, our meals are mainly provided by the family restaurant across the street, and their chefs can cook Italian dishes."

Margaret made an unacceptable gesture. For a person who pays great attention to life, this kind of perfunctory diet is simply a crime.

"That's quite good." It was Margaret's husband, Mr. Granger, who spoke.

"Speaking of which, why did you suddenly come to London?" Professor Stewart changed the subject.

"Hermione needs to buy some school supplies. She is going to a new school and needs to make some preparations." Mrs. Granger said vaguely.

Erwin looked at the girl. Judging from her appearance, she could only be said to be a little bit cute. Her facial features were pretty delicate, but her front teeth were obviously one size larger, which made her quite eye-catching. She was paired with a thick mess of brown hair.

The brown curly hair immediately reminded Erwin of a certain large rodent.

Very good, Miss Nutria.

The name Hermione Granger was somewhat familiar to him, but what's the use of just knowing the name? He might as well just treat her like a stranger.

Miss Nutria also looked at Erwin. Their eyes met, but no sparks were produced. Hermione turned her head to focus on a butterfly flying up and down in the garden.

They were just two strangers, and they didn't have much good feelings when they met for the first time.

Mrs. Granger was talking to her father in a low voice, "Things are a bit complicated. Let's go in and talk."

Everyone entered the house, and the three adults went to Professor Stewart's study, leaving the two children in the living room. "You two can talk to each other and make friends." Mrs. Granger warned before leaving.

"Okay, Mom."

Silence returned to the living room, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Erwin really didn't know what to talk about with an eleven-year-old girl. He could only pick up a novel next to the sofa, which Professor Stewart bought.

, it tells the story of several dwarfs and a magic bracelet. The old man used to sneer at these fantasy novels, but after seeing real magic, he changed from one extreme to the other. He would read a few pages when he had nothing to do.

It seems that I want to find the imprint of magic in the real world from these works.

"It has been nearly 40 years since "The Bracelet King" was published. Although it is a fantasy novel, it plays a decisive role in the history of literature. Many novels of the same type have adopted the settings in it."

Erwin raised his head and looked at Hermione who was speaking, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, "Do you want to read this?"

"No, I have read all three books of "The Bracelet King" when I was eight years old." Hermione sat very upright, with a little pride in her tone.

"oh."

Erwin responded calmly and continued reading.

This suffocating embarrassment did not last long, and suddenly there was the sound of flapping wings and a loud cry outside the door.

Erwin opened the door, and a thick envelope hit him directly on the head. He caught it with his hand reflexively. It was a thick brown parchment envelope with an address written on it in emerald green ink. The reverse side

It is a shield emblem, with a capital "h" surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake.

The letter from Hogwarts was exactly as Dipper described it.

Although he was calm on the surface, Erwin still breathed a sigh of relief. Because of the rush of time, the new identity he arranged for himself still had many loopholes, but he finally got through it. Although he was already twelve years old and one year over the age, but

This is obviously not enough reason for Hogwarts to abandon a student.

Other students only need to wait at home for letters, but I have to go through so many tricks. Erwin couldn't help but sigh, is this the gap between people?

He looked up and saw a brown owl standing on the eaves. This letter should have been sent by it. Dipper had said that the main means of communication between wizards was to use owls to send letters. He was surprised at how primitive this means of communication was.

At the same time, Erwin was more curious about how this carnivorous bird could have higher functionality than homing pigeons.

The owl was preening its feathers without any sense of danger.

Erwin raised his hand and shook it in the air.

The beast immediately screamed in terror and struggled desperately, but this still could not prevent it from being pulled to the ground by an invisible hand.

"Don't be nervous, I don't mean to hurt you." Erwin tried to comfort you.

But it didn't work. The owl seemed to just want to scratch his eyes in anger. So he could only continue to suppress the bird on the ground and tie its sharp claws with his shoelaces to prevent it from being beaten.

Scratched. After completely losing the ability to move, the owl's brown eyes were filled with only fear. It probably thought it was going to be eaten.

"What are you doing?" Hermione's surprised voice came from behind. She was attracted by the loud hoot of the owl.

"Doing some research for scientific purposes." Erwin responded without looking back. He brushed away his feathers directly, and the owl screamed loudly.

Except for an ankle band marked with the number "317" on its leg, this bird is no different from other birds. There is no special organ or anything special on its body that allows it to accurately find the recipient of the letter.

Magic tools.

We couldn't just dissect it, so Erwin untied the bird and took two steps back, "You're free."

The owl yelled at him twice. The beast was very intelligent and knew that he was unable to retaliate, so he flew away directly. Before leaving, he left a large puddle of white goo at the window to express his anger at being offended.

"What on earth is going on?" Hermione felt a little unable to understand.

"I just received a letter." Erwin waved the heavy envelope towards her.

Hermione was stunned, and after a while she said softly: "Did you receive it too?"

"Yeah?" Alvin raised his eyebrows.

"I'll tell Mum." Hermione rushed into the room.

Five minutes later, the Grangers, Professor Stewart and Erwin looked at two parchment envelopes on the table, one with Elwin Frost written on it and the other with Hermione Granger written on it.

"It's just like fate." Mr. Granger pushed up his glasses.

"It's really incredible. When I discovered Erwin's supernatural abilities a few days ago, I thought he was unique."

It's also hard for Professor Stewart. One lie requires several lies to cover up, and it will even create an exponential effect. He must ensure the authenticity of the concept that "Erwin is the child he adopted a month ago" in every detail.

"Hermione has made the books she was reading automatically combust more than once," Mrs. Granger said: "We never dared to make it known, and we didn't know she had this talent until we received this letter. Then someone came Professor Minerva McGonagall, shows us true magic."

“She turned my car into a horse,” Mr. Granger recalled. “A real horse. I even rode it out for a spin, and then she turned the horse into a car again.”

"Conversion between living things and non-living things?" Professor Stewart smacked his lips, "Indeed, since Erwin can destroy classical physics, there is no reason why biology and chemistry can be spared."

"Since then, we have no doubts about that magic school, and we support Hermione to go there." Mrs. Granger continued: "Because we couldn't let go of the work at the clinic at that time, we made an appointment to come to London. Buy the necessary study items tomorrow."

"That's just right. Let Erwin go too. Since they are going to the same school, the two children can be friends." Stewart said immediately.

The old man seemed very happy that his granddaughter also had a talent for magic.