Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

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

Dear Mr. Benjamin,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info 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.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

[Uniform] first-year students are required to:

1. Three sets of plain overalls (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

All students are required to prepare the following books:

Standard Spells, Elementary, by Miranda Goshak

A History of Magic, by Bathilda Basshat

The Theory of Magic, by Adbay Wolflin

A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration, by Emory Swich

A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms, by Philip Daspor

Magic Potions & Potions. By Arsen Nijig

Monsters and Their Origins, by Newts Carman

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

[Other Equipment]

A wand

1 cauldron (tin, 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 broomsticks

Benjamin was amazed when he read the letter. The magic school was not uncommon to him. That's right, there were magic schools in his time.

It's just that it doesn't look so formal.

Try to maintain a calm appearance (Duke seems to be pleased with Benjamin's appearance, and the nobles should be pampered.) Benjamin gracefully placed the envelope on the table.

"Father, am I going to Hogwarts soon? I mean, I've heard that there are good schools of witchcraft and wizardry in Germany. "When Benjamin has nothing to do, he reads a lot of magic books. Of course, in the butler's opinion, their young master Ludwig couldn't understand any of the spells in it.

Benjamin couldn't even understand how stupid this original owner was, could it be that his head was the same as that of a troll?

Duke took a sip of the coffee in front of him, and it has to be said that Ludwig was very talented at making coffee.

"That's right, my child. We've made the clothes for you, and Mrs. Morkin has made them. It should be delivered to Ludwig Manor in a few days. If it weren't for Dumbledore's rules, I would have trusted Lady Rhodes' craftsmanship more. (Mrs. Rhodes was the butler's wife and a terrific tailor.) As for the wand, I'm afraid I'll have to ask your mother to accompany you to Diagon Alley to buy it. ”

"They Brits have a saying, oh, it's the wand that picks wizards!" Duke mimicked Mr. Ollivanders' tone.

Truth be told, Benjamin was successfully amused, and he had to admit that this father of his was very talented at being mean.

Same with him.

"That sounds good, father. "As a teenager from a magical family, Benjamin still maintains a calm appearance. No way, people like the original owner won't be curious about Diagon Alley.

But Benjamin was curious! His heart was tickled by a naughty black cat. Why black cats?Honey, do you think there would be wizards with white cats?

As for wands, he was even more curious! In his day, of course, there were wands, but they weren't common. Because you can cast spells with crystal balls, you can use spellbooks, and you can cast spells with your hands out of thin air.

Benjamin, for example, now only needs to wave a finger to see a cute skeleton appear behind his father. (Actually, Benjamin's aesthetic is normal, at least he prefers big-chested and thin-waisted lichs to skeletons.) ）

Who knows, the times are advancing, but the wizards are regressing more and more, and I heard that wandless spellcasting has become a symbol of a master.

Mr. Ludwig seems to think that the conversation between father and son has been long enough, and the aristocracy must learn to be taciturn, right?

So he waved his hand, "It's not too early, Benjamin." I think you should do your homework, I don't want to hear that you're repeating a grade. ”

Benjamin had no choice but to return to his room in order.

His room was large and very tidy with the help of the house-elf.

Benjamin was in a happy mood at the mention of house-elves, a loyal servant who reminded him of his necromantic babies.

These guys, whom many people find spooky, are much more reliable than humans, at least they won't betray.

Benjamin cautiously walked to the window, and after making sure there was no surveillance charm in the room, he closed the curtains.

The room went dark.

Benjamin stealthily, from a corner, turned up a piece of floor.

He cast a clever concealment spell on the floor, at least from the house-elves and butlers.

Underneath the floor, there was a dead mouse, Merlin on top, and the rat was already stinking.

Benjamin, however, did not look disgusted at all, but instead had a madness-like fire in his eyes.

As many pastors have described, Benjamin is a complete lunatic, necrophile!

Oh my God, they don't know how much Benjamin likes it! But he wants to make it clear that he is not a necrophile, he prefers women, women with soft bodies and fragrant bodies.

A woman's taste must be better than a corpse, right?

Benjamin warily cast a spell on the door behind him, the Closing Charm.

Slowly placing the dead mouse in front of him, he put on a pair of dragon-skin gloves, which were supposed to be the ones he was going to bring to Hogwarts.

Lifting up the dead rat and looking around carefully, Benjamin confirmed that the rat was free of plague and had no pain.

"Very good experiment. Benjamin loved healthy corpses, so he never understood why the church hated him so much.

He called himself a scientist, a biologist.

Death represents eternal life, doesn't it?

"Toxin infusion!" Benjamin used a wandless spell.

The corpse of the rat that was motionless just now jumped very face-savingly, and then turned directly into a pool of green pus.

Benjamin subconsciously frowned, he didn't want this thing to stain his gloves, this was dragonskin!

"Benjamin, what are you doing in the house, I mean, Malfoy has come to see you!"

Mrs. Ludwig's voice came from the first floor, and Benjamin was sure she had used a amplification charm.

He couldn't imagine an elegant lady shouting at the top of her voice, only a rude Muggle would.