Chapter 2: Talent
Ning An calmed down a little, the question he was most worried about now was what to do if he was a Muggle.
Trying to recall the plot in Harry Potter, the little wizards will more or less show some abilities that ordinary people do not have before going to Hogwarts to study, such as Harry once made the glass of the zoo disappear.
Ning An sat back on the bed, his heart was full of trepidation, the magical world of his dreams was close at hand, but if he was a Muggle, he would never be able to touch it, this was something even more painful than before he crossed over.
It's only one step away, but it's out of reach.
Ning An didn't want such a thing to happen, this was absolutely unacceptable to him.
Thinking of this, Ning An couldn't help but feel like a numb, and a strong unwillingness rose from the bottom of his heart, what if I was a Muggle? What am I going to do? Watching Harry in another house go to Hogwarts and then spend time in a mundane Muggle school himself?
"No, I don't!" Gritting his teeth, Ning An has never felt that he has ever been so unwilling, if he has never been to this world, it is just that, but he has traveled to the world of Harry Potter, if he wants to be a Muggle, how painful it must be!
"I'm not going to be a Muggle! I don't want β no matter what the talent is! Please, is it good to show it-" Ning An tensed his body and used his strength indiscriminately, but this was not at all, nothing changed.
"Am I really a Muggle?" A sense of despair surged into Ning An's heart, and he felt that in an instant, his entire person, from body to soul, was engulfed in endless darkness.
"Why did you come into this world - and let me be a Muggle!?" Just when this despair reached its peak, it seemed to remember a crisp sound of "pop", like the lid of a bottle being suddenly opened.
Ning An only felt that an inexplicable huge force was pouring out of his body, straight to heaven and earth!
"Boom!" A thunderclap rang out of the window, one moment it was still a sunny sky, and the next moment it was covered by clouds.
The pouring rain began to wash the entire street without warning, and the exclamations of people sounded on the road, and they began to run in all directions to avoid the rain.
Ning An only felt that endless power was pouring out of the void, and he burrowed into his body, and he was like an insatiable black hole, devouring all the magic power.
After a few moments, Ning An finally arrived, and his spirit was irresistibly exhausted, and as a result, this huge magic began to fade like a tide, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The sky was still pouring heavy rain, but the clouds dissipated in an instant, and the sun's rays shone on the earth again, provoking countless people to be speechless, and secretly said, this weather is really a hell.
And Ning An, who is in the party, is already happy at this time, he has already understood that he will definitely not be a Muggle, although he can't control the weather change just now, but this is definitely affected by the magic in his body.
There is no doubt that he definitely has what it takes to become a wizard, and he probably has a very amazing talent.
He sat on the bed and thought about it, thinking that this must have something to do with his two lives, or maybe in the process of traveling, his soul was changed in some way, so he had such a huge amount of magic.
Ning An flipped his wrist, and he could even feel a strange force flowing from his wrist to his shoulder, and in this way, he finally understood that he was not a Muggle.
Ning An, who is in a good mood, often likes to go around the streets, firstly, he wants to know some information, at least to know how far the current plot of the Harry Potter world has developed, and on the other hand, he also wants to see if he can see the famous Harry Potter.
Ning An soon got his wish, and when he turned an alley to the left of Isabella's house that afternoon, he happened to meet a boy who looked to be about ten years old, carrying a school bag, this boy was wearing a fat clothes that did not fit, and his pants were loose and almost dragged to the ground.
There is no doubt that only one child in the whole privet road would dress so sloppily.
Ning An took two quick steps and tentatively beckoned behind the boy, "Hey...... That, how are you ......? β
The boy paused obviously, stopped, as if he didn't expect someone to stop him, and then he slowly turned around, looked at Ning An, and said with some hesitation, "...... Hello, are you calling me? β
The boy had an emaciated face, dark hair, emerald green pupils, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses glued together with a lot of scotch tape.
"Aha...... Yes...... Yes. Suddenly stopped the other party, Ning An was also a little embarrassed, and didn't know what to say, so he could only forcibly pull the topic and say, "You're Harry Potter, right......?" My name is Ning An...... Live diagonally across from your home...... Uh, this is the house. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the small two-story building beside him.
"Oh oh hi, hello...... To be honest, I really didn't expect anyone to take the initiative to say hello to me. Harry understood, shrugged.
The two stood facing each other, Ning An suddenly didn't know what to say next, watching the air become silent little by little, the atmosphere became more and more embarrassing, and he came out with a word.
"Dali is such a stupid pig."
Hala covered her mouth in surprise, Ning An suddenly became extremely embarrassed, God knows how he could say that, although he knew that Harry hated Dali, what would he think when a stranger suddenly said that.
"Oh haha, you're right, he's a stupid pig...... You know him too? Who knew that Harry was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly clutched his stomach and laughed.
"Oh...... Hahaha...... Oh, yes...... Of course I know, that guy is terrible. Ning An touched his forehead, it was okay, it was okay, Harry was not disgusted by Ning An's words, he echoed and laughed a few times.
Maybe it was because they found a common topic, and then the two chatted warmly.
"Wow, his name is Dursley, is that your uncle?" "He's more of a pig than DalΓ"
"Hahaha" "Yes, Ning An, you're right"
Harry tossed his backpack aside, and the two boys sat on the floor, talking badly about a certain family, and they were just talking happily.
Time flew by, and as the sun began to sink below the mountain, Harry suddenly remembered and said
"Oh no, I've got to get back quickly, or Aunt Penny will punish me for washing Dali's stinky socks again." As he spoke, he grabbed his schoolbag and was about to rush home.
"Well, it's a pleasure to talk to you, Ning'an......" Harry smiled, it was the first time he had talked so happily with a child his age.
"Ah, me too, Harry, can we come here and chat when we have time?" Ning An said with a smile.
"Hmmm! Of course! Harry nodded excitedly, "Thank you, Ning'an......" he said suddenly, and then became a little stammered, as if subconsciously wanting to delay a little longer, "I...... I need to go back......"
"Go back, or Penny will be making a big fuss again." Ning An said jokingly.
"Haha, that's right, Ning, then I'll go, bye...... See you next time. Harry said and waved his hand away. Ning An also shook his head and returned home.
Time flies, two months have passed in a blink of an eye, these months are Harry's most lively time so far, every day he will find an opportunity to wander in the alley where he and Ning An first met, and then the two of them chatted happily. This is something Harry never dared to think of, he actually has a friend!
Ning An was also very sympathetic to Harry's living environment, so he would chat with him every day when he had nothing to do, and scold Dali, Penny or Dursley behind his back, which really made Harry much happier.
However, Ning An didn't see Harry for the next few days, but seeing that the Dursleys were still going to work and mowing the lawn normally, Harry might have been locked up by them again.
Shortly after this, Ning An received a letter from the owl title, only to see that the pale yellow envelope was written in emerald green ink: Mr. Ning An received from Mr. Ning An in the bedroom on the second floor of No. 6 Nuzhen Road, Little Huijin District, Surrey County.
The back of the envelope is printed with a capital H along with a lion, eagle, badger and a snake. Ning An stretched out his hand and waved it heavily, finally waiting for the Hogwarts acceptance letter.
He opened the envelope and took out the letter, only to see that it was written:
Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Arbus? Dumbledore
Dear Mr. Ning'an, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry......
Ning An put down the letter paper, and saw the appendix There were two other sheets, one was a list of books and equipment needed, and the other was the location of Diagon Alley and how to get to school, etc., he gently put away several letters, and saw that the owl on the windowsill began to peck the back of Ning An's hand with its beak a little impatiently.
"Okay, okay, don't peck it, I'll write a reply......" As if he understood his words, the owl jumped to the side with a slight flick of its wings, and looked at him with a sense of surveillance, as if to say, "Hurry up and write." β
Ning An had no choice but to pull out the chair, take out a piece of stationery, and write softly, "Dear Mr. Dumbledore, it is an honor to be able to study at Hogwarts............ After finishing writing, he re-wrapped the envelope, handed it to the owl gently, and after touching the owl's soft feathers, Ning An said softly, "Go." β
The owl flapped its wings twice, glanced back at Ning An, and flew away.
"Whew, that's great." Ning An waved his arm, although this result was not his expectation, but it was finally a big stone in his heart that fell to the ground.
"The rest of life is going to be exciting." Ning An thought silently in his heart.
"Well, I'll have to talk to Isabella about it." Isabella is an enlightened old lady, and perhaps because she has no relatives, she loves Ning An very much, so Ning An believes that if she explains it to her well, maybe she can also accept the existence of such a thing as a magic school.
In the evening, while it was time to eat, Ning An considered the words and told Isabella about Hogwarts, and when he handed the letter from Hogwarts to Isabella, the old man was still full of disbelief, and thought that Ning An was an April Fool's joke at this time, until Ning An used magic to make all the furniture in the room float.
"Oh my God...... Child...... I...... I don't know how to believe it. Isabella was already a little confused, and she asked in a serious tone, "Are you sure you're not joking?" Ning'an? As far as I know, many magic tricks can also float......"
"Oh...... Grandma Isabella, please, I'm really not kidding, in fact, I have already discovered some unusual abilities of myself, besides, do you think this kind of floating magic can be mastered by a ten-year-old? β
"Alas......" Isabella rubbed her forehead, she frowned and didn't know what to say, this matter had a big impact on her.
"Let me think about it, Ning An, I have to think about this matter." With that, Isabella got up and left the dining table and went back to her bedroom.