Chapter 3: Trying to Write with the Owl
Good morning, Dad!" Little Alvarin lowered his head and sat down on the chair at the dining table, and the housekeeping aunt prepared the breakfast sandwich and milk early and placed it in front of Alvarin!
"Good morning, Van Lin. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Mr. Al looked down at the newspaper in his hand. "Oh, the stock of Rost Building Materials has fallen by another 0.5 percent, which is great news!" Mr. Al grabbed the milk in front of him and drank it in one gulp.
"What's the matter, Van Lin, what's wrong with your left hand, isn't it comfortable?" Mr. Al raised his head and looked at the very unnatural little guy in front of him with a puzzled expression, got up and walked over, and touched Alfantien's head. Grabbing the little one's left hand, a particularly beautiful ring caught Mr. Al's eye.
"Dad, I don't know what's going on with this ring, but when I wake up in the morning, it appears in my hand, and I can't take it off. Little Al Vanlin didn't look into Mr. Al's eyes very much, and lying made him look a little weak.
After waiting for a long time, he didn't see any reaction from his father, raised his head, and called out, "Dad, what's wrong with you!"
Mr. Al woke up from the loss of his soul just now, he knew the origin of this ring, yes, this is the ring that little Al Linfan's mother wears all year round, and it was not until Al's mother died that this ring fell off from Al Vanlin's mother's hand, and then this ring disappeared strangely, Mr. El did not expect to see this ring on his son's hand again!
"You say, you can't take this ring off, can you!" said Mr. Al, who looked a little depressed, and suddenly remembered the terrible identity of little Elfanlin's mother. Mr. Al seemed to understand something, but he still didn't give up, "Can't you really take it?"
"Yes, Daddy, this ring seems to be on my finger, and I feel like it's one with me. Little Elfanlin was a little afraid to look his father in the eye!
"I don't know what's going on. Elvarin's little face turned red from the weakness of his heart, but Mr. El clearly didn't care about that!
"Oh, it's okay!" Mr. El leaned closer and hugged little Elfanlin's body. "Wear it, wear it, this belongs to you, and it's inevitable...... Huh?"
Touching little Al Vanlin's head, Mr. Al was a little overwhelmed, he didn't know how to face the fateful things in his child, but as an adult. It's always a matter of face, isn't it?
Squatting down, squeezing out a smile in your face!
"Fan Lin, you are at home by yourself today, you have to listen to the words of the housekeeping aunt, don't run around, finish the homework that should be done, you can play your favorite game a little!"
I looked at my watch, it was more than eight o'clock, I was already going to work, I hurriedly sorted out my appearance, touched Al Fanlin's head again, and turned out to leave!
With the sound of the door, little Erfanlin's heart fell back into his stomach, it seems that Dad didn't care about the ring, although Daddy's behavior in the morning seemed a little strange to him, but this could not affect the mood of a child.
Hold the curiosity in your heart, finish the homework you have to do every day, piano, vocal music, and Chinese learning, these things are always very time-saving, at least little Al likes these things!
When the finger drops the last note, the noon sun shines through the window, making the room warm, making people can't help but want to take a good rest. But little Al Fanlin's eyes kept turning, and from time to time the corner of his eye drifted to the basement he had just been to last night, and he remembered that there was a book of spells there, about magic!
Unable to resist the curiosity in his heart, Elvalin trotted all the way into the dimly lit basement.
Pull out the book "White Magic Spells" from the bookshelf, open the pages that have been slightly yellowed, and look carefully: Spells are a medium for casting magic, which is divided into two types: wandless spells and wandless spells! At the same time, the spell casting method is also divided into sound casting and silent casting, among which silent casting requires the mage to have a considerable degree of profound magic power, as well as the corresponding spiritual power, before he can cast it! All of this is inseparable from the application of spells. Spells are one of the most critical steps in casting spells as a medium of communication between the mage and the magical energy in his body. It is crucial that every wizard does a lot of practice and understands the spells they are learning!
After reading the simple description of magic on the title page, little Alvanlin became very interested in it, and what white magic, magic wands, all teased little Alfanlin's immature mind. In this way, the door of the magical world opened, and there was a gap in it, so that the child in front of him, through the gap, felt the magical side of the magical world.
As for the Flying Charm attempt, this is difficult for little Elvarin. “AccioDictionary。 The dictionary on the table staggered and flew up halfway there, when suddenly, a flash of light flashed, and the dictionary fell heavily to the ground with a muffled thud!
"Fanlin, what the hell are you doing upstairs?"
Mr. Al was obviously puzzled by the strange noises coming from the little Van Lin's room these days!
"It's nothing, Dad, it's just that I knocked the dictionary on the floor. "Little Erfanlin looked very depressed, in three days, little Erfanlin, can only make this damn dictionary vacate for a distance, from the novelty at the beginning, to the current continuous failure, making little Erfanlin feel a little frustrated!
"Oh, then you pay attention to yourself, don't play with the fussy things. ”
"Got it, Daddy!" replied little Elfanlin quickly, slapping his little face with his hand, and it was clear that the defeat in front of him was not enough to defeat him.
Listening to the muffled noise coming from upstairs again, Mr. Al couldn't help but smile wryly and shook his head.
"I don't know what this kid has been up to all day!" he took a sip of his coffee, apparently not intending to find out, as everyone should have their own little secrets. After all, after Xiao Al was sensible, he had always been so reassuring to him!
"Mr. Al, here are today's newspapers and letters. The housekeeping staff put today's newspaper and letter on the coffee table in front of Mr. Al.
"Oh, Harvey, my friend, you're calling for hatred. "Looking at the picture, Harvey is holding a big fish, the sun, the water, the beach. Looking at the scene in the picture, Mr. Eyre, a hint of yearning rose! Reaching out and touching his chin, the fine beard, "Isn't it time to go out and relax......
"Knock knock...... Knock knock knock...... "With a regular sound of banging on the glass, Mr. Eyre looked up, and an owl stood on the windowsill of Mr. Al's house, banging on the window with its pointed beak, and a letter in its mouth.
Open the window and reach for the letter in the owl's mouth, the parchment lacquer mouth is a beautiful coat of arms, in the middle of which is shaped like a shield by a golden lion on a red background, a copper eagle on a blue background, a black badger on a yellow background (a he, and a silver snake on a green background, surrounded by a capital "H". On the back of the letter, there was a beautiful line of words, "No. 67 Privet Road, the innermost room on the second floor, received by Mr. Alfanlin." ”
"Van Lin's letter?" Mr. Al was a little incredulous as he flipped through the envelope. "Who will write a letter to Xiao Fanlin and send it with an owl!"
The owl, who had been standing on the windowsill, seemed to sense that the man in front of him would not give him a bite to eat, or a silver Galleon, screamed, pecked at Mr. Al's hand, and flew away!
"Oh no!" Mr. El retracted his hand, and the damn owl pecked at him, which made him angry, but at the thought of the letter in his hand, Mr. El once again focused his attention on the envelope in his hand. Looking at the elegant coat of arms on the lacquered mouth, Mr. Al opened the envelope by magic! Suddenly, Mr. El was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning!
Dear Mr. Ervarin,
It is my pleasure to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and you are enclosing a list of books and materials and equipment you will need for your first grade. Semester is scheduled to begin on September 1. We will wait for your owl to hear back by July 21st.
Vice-Chancellor: Minerva McGonagall