Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been a year later. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the early morning, the sky was just dawning.

In a room on the second floor of the Leaky Cauldron Bar, a handsome boy with black hair was sleeping on his bed, an unknown liquid flowing from the corner of his mouth that had soaked the corner of his pillow.

"Da-da-da-" Suddenly, a rhythmic sound woke the boy up.

"Hmm-who?" The boy lifted his eyelids and muttered, but his body remained motionless.

"Da-da-da-" The voice continued, as if it were coming from outside the window.

Fang Yan sat up impatiently, looked at the place where the sound came from, and saw an owl constantly tapping its beak on the glass outside the window.

When the owl saw that Fang Yan was looking at it, he stopped tapping, and flapped its wings and soared upward, showing Fang Yan a letter it was holding in its talons.

"What a clever little fellow!" Dialect praised. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and his somewhat confused brain instantly sobered up, "Believe!" ”

Fang Yan jumped off the bed with his hands and feet, and didn't even have time to put on his clothes, so he took a few steps to the window and opened the window.

Seeing the window open and the pesky glass that obstructed it disappeared, the owl leaped two steps forward with its wings and entered the room, gently pecking at the outstretched palm of the tongue with its beak.

Having been in this world for so long, the dialect is also familiar with the habits of owls. He did not rush to get the letter, but went back to the bedroom and took a little bread from the bedside table that he had not eaten last night, broke it into small pieces and placed it on the table in front of the window, and waved his hand to the owl to indicate that it was for it.

"Goo~" The owl chirped softly, tilting his head to look at the boy, a look of satisfaction flashing in his brown pupils. It tossed a letter clutched in its claws to the dialect, and jumped to the side to enjoy its reward.

It was a brown envelope made of thick parchment paper with emerald green ink written on it: London, innermost room on the left on the second floor of the Leaky Cauldron Bar, received by Mr. Sean Abbott. The dialect flipped the envelope over, only to see that on the back of the envelope there was a wax seal, a shield coat of arms, and a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake surrounded by a capital "h".

That's right, it's a letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! Even though he had expected it, Fang Yan's heart was still excited.

As for the current surname of the dialect, he was originally an orphan and had no surname at all, and after being adopted by Old Tom, he naturally followed the surname Old Tom, and Old Tom's full name was Tom Abbott.

When Fang Yan first heard it, he was stunned for a while, but he didn't expect that the old Tom, who had never revealed his surname in the original book, was actually from the Abbott family. Everyone is not familiar with the Abbot family, but there is one person who everyone should know, and that is Hannah Abbot, who married Neville Longbottom in the original books. Old Tom is still Hannah Abbott's uncle and grandfather.

Fang Yan held back the excitement in his heart, his hands were tight, and he opened the envelope tremblingly, took out the letter and read it:

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Confederation of Magic, President of the Wizards Guild, First Class Wizard of the Order of Merlin)

Dear Mr. Abbot,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed is a list of the required books and equipment. Semester is scheduled to begin on September 1. We will wait for your owl to hear back from you by July 31.

Vice-Chancellor (female) Minerva McGonagall"

Scroll down the dialect further, and the next page is the book list:

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

【Uniform】Required for first-year freshmen

1. Three sets of plain wizard robes (black)

2. A plain peaked hat worn during the day (black)

3. A pair of protective gloves (made of dragon skin or similar materials)

4. One winter cloak (black, silver buckle)

Please note: All student attire must have a name tag on it

【Textbooks】All students are required to prepare the following books

Standard Spells, Elementary, by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic, by Bathilda Bashak

The Theory of Magic, by Adbay Wolflin

The Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration, by Emory Swich

A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Herbs, by Fili Daspor

Magic Potions and Potions, by Arsen Nigig

Monsters and Where They Come From, by Newt Scamman

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense, by Quentin Trimbough

【Other Equipment】

A wand

One crucible (tin, standard size 2)

A set of glass or crystal vials

A telescope

A brass balance

Students are allowed to bring an owl or a cat or a toad

Parents are reminded that first-year students are not allowed to bring their own flying broomsticks. ”

"Yay—" Fang Yan waved his hand vigorously, venting the joy in his heart. He was really relieved in his heart, and after waiting for a year, he finally waited for the admission letter to Hogwarts! Originally, he was vaguely worried about whether his soul did not belong to this world and would be detected by Hogwarts and what to do if he couldn't receive the admission letter, but now it seems that there is no problem.

Fang Yan thought about it, it was a bit rude not to reply to the letter, he took out a piece of parchment and a pen from the drawer, and wrote a paragraph:

"Dear Professor McGonagall,

It's a pleasure to hear from you, students have been fascinated by Hogwarts for a long time, and they are honored to have the opportunity to study at your school, and they will be there on time for the start of the school year. I've heard that you're a Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts, and students are interested in Transfiguration and look forward to receiving your teachings when they enroll.

—Your student Sean Abbott"

After writing and looking at the fact that there were no typos, Sean nodded in satisfaction and carefully folded the parchment. He beckoned to the long-awaited owl, who jumped up and stretched out one of its claws.

"Good boy!" Fang Yan praised it and tied the parchment firmly to the owl's leg with a rope. Dialect patted it on the head, "Remember, give this letter to Professor McGonagall." ”

"Goo~" The owl raised its head and barked, as if to say, "Don't worry!" Then it flapped its wings and flew out of the room, towards the distant sky.

Behind the window, Fang Yan looked at the owl's trajectory in the sky with deep eyes, and thought in his heart, "Next year is the time for Harry Potter to enter school, and I still have a year to increase my strength, otherwise, how can I take food from the tiger's mouth." Philosopher's Stone, my dialect is bound to win! ”

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