On the edge of the border between the free zone and the ghetto, night had quietly fallen, and in the small room, an oil lamp was lit on the ceiling, and on a wooden table, Harry brought out a bowl of porridge with porridge from the kitchen and put it in front of his mother, and the food on the table was quite rich, including golden steaming barbecue, salad made of fruit, bread, and so on. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Harry has been cooking since his mother fell ill, and the kitchen stove is very tall for a small man like Harry, and the clever Harry will step on the stool to cook, although he can't make any delicious dishes, but he can eat it.

"Mom, I'm full. At the table, Harry quickly finished eating the bread in the bowl, and ran to the bed to look through the notebook given by Sally, and looked at it carefully, the moonlight outside the window sprinkled on Harry on the bed.

The mother at the table looked at Harry on the bed and sighed, both worried and happy.

Harry gave everything to his mother, except for the theft of things on the street, and the things he brought back, his mother didn't ask much.

Harry learned all the words his mother taught in her spare time, and when her mother was not sick, she worked as a servant in a noble family during the day and only returned at night, and during these times, Harry was the only one at home. His mother was also worried about Harry's boredom, so she bought some books, fairy tale books from this world to read to him, and taught him to read and write at night.

When Harry's mother had eaten, she carried Harry to her bedside, basking in the moonlight while teaching Harry to read the words in the notebook that he didn't recognize.

The next morning, Harry woke up in his mother's arms, got up early, washed up, and went to make breakfast.

After breakfast, and tidying up the house, Harry changed into his shabby clothes, said goodbye to his mother, and hurried downstairs with the notebook. In fact, Harry also had good clothes, but he wore the same clothes as them in order not to be estranged from them.

Last night, Harry looked at the spells in his notebook, and resisted the idea of casting magic in his heart, and fell asleep in the middle of the night, and today he was going to tell his friends the good news, and by the way, he could practice magic so that he could take the magic test.

After leaving the house, the adults have already started to go to their respective work posts, so now there are basically no people, only their children playing together.

A group of children gathered on the side of the road to chase and fight with each other, and when they saw Harry, they looked at him with disgust.

Harry originally lived in a slum, but his mother was hired by a nobleman and moved here when she had some money. The children here look down on Harry, who was born in the slums, and do not play with him, leaving Harry alone.

Harry had friends, even though they were from the slums, but Harry never disliked them, and even now, they still keep in touch, and these friends are Fia and them.

"Harry, Harry, dirty broken children..."The group of children grimaced, loudly following this nursery rhyme they had adapted, Harry who was passing by naturally heard it, but he didn't suggest it at all, they didn't accept themselves, it didn't matter, it was enough to have people who accepted them, why bother with the childish behavior of these children, he was already fifteen years old.

After this little episode, Harry was here again, in the heart of the slums, where a large tree stood in the middle of a cluster of abandoned houses, and the children were happily repeating yesterday's play.

On Harry's way here, the children naturally surrounded the big hero, but fortunately, Harry could speak and disperse them all, otherwise it would be really difficult.

Coming to the bottom of the tree, Harry looked up and saw a man lying on a thick branch of the tree, with her hands resting behind her head and holding a leaf in her mouth.

"Fia, good morning. ”

Fia just opened one eye and looked at Harry under the tree, then closed it again.

Harry knew that this was Feia's character, she would never say hello to others, she could open her eyes and look at you, it was already very good, if it was someone else, the bird would not bird you.

Harry sat on the thick roots of the tree that jutted out of the dirt, flipping through the notebook, gesturing with his hands.

Harry, who was so attentive, didn't realize that Fia was standing behind him for a long time, until the book in her hand was snatched away by her.

"Fea, what are you doing? Give me back the book. ”

Fei Ya flipped through the notebook in her hand, sniffed it again, and looked like you were honest, "Say, this is what the girl gave you." ”

Harry said for some reason, "What are you talking about? ”

"Teacher, when did you have a teacher?"

And just like that, Harry told her what had happened yesterday.

After hearing this, Feiya lowered her head as if she had made a mistake, raised her head later, took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, Harry, it's my willfulness that caused you trouble, I'm really sorry." ”

Harry looked at Fia, who blushed after saying this, and scratched his head a little embarrassed, "Faia, you will blush too." ”

"To... I want you to talk more. The crimson-faced Fia punched Harry in the stomach.

Harry, who collapsed to the ground holding his stomach, said with a wry smile, "Feia, you also... You don't have to blame yourself anymore, after all, I'm fine. ”

Fei Ya "hum!" and turned her head arrogantly and did not speak.

Harry reluctantly stood up, and cautiously said to Fia, "Fia, can you give me back the notebook?"

Fia tossed the notebook to Harry, "By the way, you said you have what it takes to be a magician?"

Harry took the notebook and replied with a sigh of relief, "Yes, it was Teacher Sally and Sister Lucy who told me to take some magic test in a month's time. ”

Fia became interested and said to Harry, "Then you can just cast a spell and let me see if the magician is so good." ”

"Hey, I'll try it then. Harry said a little unconfidently.

Harry had only seen this notebook with some small magic and spells, as well as spell-casting actions, and a lot of special nouns and magic names that he had never heard of, which was a bit big for a primary school student to do a junior high school math problem.

Harry remembered some of the important points circled in red on his notes, and began to do as he could, first of all, to calm down and feel the magic in his body, Harry closed his eyes, didn't think about anything, carefully felt everything that happened in his body, and listened to the sound of his heartbeat beating inside him......

An hour passed, and Fei Ya looked at Harry, who was standing still, with his eyes closed, and yawned boredly, isn't this guy tired? Harry's expressionless little face had neither sweat nor painful expression, and Fei Ya put her mind at ease and looked at him silently with the intention of not disturbing him.

"Master Harry, what's wrong with him? A little boy about Harry's age with a runny nose crouched beside him and asked strangely.

"He's doing something very powerful, don't disturb him, let's go play." Fia touched the boy's head and said.

The little boy looked adoring, nodded, and ran away.

I don't know how long later, the sleeping Fia was awakened by a falling sound, she wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth with her hand, and saw Harry lying on the ground, Harry on the ground looked at Fia excitedly, "I feel it, I feel it!"

"Huh?" Fera looked dazed.