In this world, there are many, many special magics. The experiences, talents, and even bloodlines between wizards have forged these extraordinary magics.

It can be said that the most important sign of a truly powerful wizard is the birth of a powerful magic of his own.

It can be a variation of a spell. It can also be a reaction to a certain spell that has advanced to the extreme and undergoes a qualitative change.

It is also possible that the natural talent brought by the bloodline eventually evolved into magic. Compared with the first two, the third type of people is naturally blessed.

They can even do more miracles. But 'strong' partners are always 'scarce'.

Powerful talents often represent generational inheritance, or even uniqueness. As a result, a lot of magic was gradually wiped out over the years.

Only a few ethereal legends remain. For example, the magic that is said to make people indulge in dreams.

It has a nice name. Dancing in a dream.

"You should learn our family history, Luke ......" The middle-aged man looked at his child with a helpless expression.

Young Luke looked at him with a hippie smile, and behind him stood a woman as delicate as a rose condensed with dew in the morning.

The woman stroked Luke's long, messy black hair and said with a smile, "Okay, he's just a kid." Don't be so him. ”

"This is not called embarrassing Keisha......" The man looked very helpless,

"It's tradition. That's how I came when I was a kid. Again, there are no complaints. ”

"No, I've heard my father mention that you were clamoring all day long about dueling with your father, saying that as long as you win, you don't have to go through boring etiquette classes and useless heraldic classes." Keisha laughed, "But you failed every time. So you're done with these lessons anyway. ”

"Robert, you should be glad you learned those things in the first place, if you hadn't recognized my coat of arms, I don't think you would have saved me at the time." When she said this, Keisha's tone still had a hint of resentment in it.

Robert Gaunt closed his eyes in pain, "Spare me, Keisha, you know I was just joking. Either way, I'm not really going to sit on the sidelines. When Keisha heard this, she snorted dissatisfiedly.

It's like a girl. Luke gave his mom a grateful look.

"Even if that's the case, Luke, there's no way you're going to skip class." Robert's muffled voice was visibly tinged with unhappiness.

Obviously, Luke and his mother's twin yellows didn't really divert his gaze. Luke was visibly disappointed, and Keisha covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

Obviously, whether it is a husband or a son, no matter who is deflated, she will be very happy.

"Okay, don't be sad." Robert said helplessly,

"I'll teach you myself this time." As he spoke, he shook his head, got up and walked in the direction of the library.

Seeing this, Keisha and Luke smiled at each other, and then high-fived each other. …………………… Soon, Luke has grown up quite a bit and has become a reserved and elegant aristocrat.

"Hogwarts acceptance letter has arrived." Keisha waved the letter in her hand and smiled brightly.

Robert nodded, looked at the young man in front of him, and said, "According to the rules left by the family, you should indeed go to school." But ......" Robert took the letter from his wife's hand and handed it to Luke.

"You decide."

"It doesn't matter if you're at home, you don't have to worry about eating and drinking at home, and those families who have been in contact with you before should also be happy to give you a beautiful bride." Robert said this with a more or less teasing tone.

But the expression is quite serious. Apparently he really made Luke think about it.

"Or maybe you can choose to travel like your father." Keisha touched her son's head, but this time she didn't deliberately mess up Luke's hairstyle, she stroked it gently, in addition to the usual intimacy like a big sister, there was more of a mother's love.

Luke rarely sees such feelings in his mother, because he has the impression that his mother is always like an active little girl.

Carefree, innocent and free-spirited. But the next moment, Keisha's smile took on a hint of cunning.

"I don't think it's a problem to deceive a little girl who is both talented and good-looking, only a little worse than my mother and me, with my son's eloquence and appearance." So the touch of emotion that Luke had just risen disappeared again.

"I'm going to school." Luke took the letter of admission from Hogwarts, opened it, gave it a brief look, and then said seriously to Robert.

"I was nurtured by my family. If that's my responsibility, then I'm glad to accept it. At this moment, Luke, who was only eleven years old, seemed to have become the most mature person in the family.

Because he took the initiative to carry a responsibility on his shoulders. Robert didn't say much about such a choice, just nodded silently.

Keisha, on the other hand, squatted down and gave her son a hug. It takes courage to take on a responsibility that you can refuse.

"You are a warrior, son, and your mother is proud of you." But when she said this, there was no joy or relief in Kesha's tone.

There are only worries and feelings. With such a heavy responsibility, so pressed on a teenager's body, I don't know what to do.

Why would such an unlucky child be his own son? Luke hugged his mother, but his expression was very calm.

"If this is fate, Mom, you and Dad are my courage to face fate." Luke said calmly to his mother.

………………

"You're the new Gunter kid?" A child from an aristocratic family in the upper grades sneered at Luke.

"I don't know which crack in the stone 'Gaunt' can't even say whether it's true or not, so I just jumped like this, and I still want to gather all of us into your people." He looked at Luke and said disdainfully, "What are you?" Luke looked coldly at the young man who was sneering at himself before getting into the car.

He wasn't worth being afraid of, and Luke himself could easily teach him a profound lesson, but now, he couldn't do that.

Because next to this stupid man stood an old man with super strength. Just standing there, it gives a sense of danger.

In fact, such people are rare in the wizarding world. Really powerful old people are able to control their sense of threat.

And most of the people have not reached the superhuman level in the true sense, but they are more proficient in combat skills.

"Really? It's better than you, if it weren't for this servant next to you, you would have lived to this age, and you would have been considered a lady luck curling. The words were fine, but the disdain and sarcasm in his tone were almost undisguised.

The young man is obviously not deep in the city, and his IQ is not very high. Luke was just a simple teaser, and he couldn't help but want to do something to Luke.

Luke, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes and silently pulled out his wand. He was ready for battle.

Even if you have to take a good beating today, you must not let the Gaunt family lose face here.

"I should have let my parents come with me to take me to school...... Luke thought to himself, his own stubbornness still had an accident.

But it's okay, this little setback is not necessarily a bad thing, as long as you don't lose face in the Gaunt family today, and to a certain extent, give these guys a big lesson.

By the way, he can also put the Gaunt family in the position of the victim and fight for a wave of sympathy. When I look back, my parents will know about it, and I can also call the door to show the fists of the Gaunt family.

In this way, both standing on the moral high ground and showing their own inconvenience, the Gaunt family will soon be able to gain a foothold in the aristocratic circle.

So, even if you get beaten today, that's a good thing...... Meddlesome...... What a ghost! He didn't want to be beaten!

His dad didn't beat him up! Luke looked at the young man's eyes, already a little ruthless. If you want to beat me, I'll at least beat you up so that your father doesn't even know you!

The young man was frightened by Luke's grim snake-like eyes, and couldn't help but take a step back.

There were a lot of people around, some frowning and watching, others smiling and smiling. And this step back of the young man obviously made many people see the joke.

Someone in the crowd let out a low sneer. The young man looked back at the crowd.

But I couldn't find out who the voice was. He had well disappeared into the crowd.

The anger in the hearts of the young man grew.

"Give him a life." The young man suddenly took a step back again, letting the old man next to him stand in front of him.

"Okay, young master." The old man answered and walked forward slowly. There were more disdainful glances in the crowd.

But this did not delay the young man's expression from becoming more and more proud.

"Aren't you from the Gaunt family? The eldest young master of the Gaunt family, can't he even afford to hire a guard? The young man sneered in the rear: "If you are so poor, you can tell me that although I can't call the shots of guarding, there are still a few surplus house-elves at home, and if you want to, I can give you one." Luke kept his face calm and didn't speak, and the wand in his hand clenched tighter and tighter.

He shifted his gaze to the approaching old man, and prepared to leave a little memento for the old man.

But in the next moment. A woman's figure suddenly appeared in front of the young man. The moment she appeared, a surging scent of roses escaped, making everyone stunned for a moment.

And when they came back to their senses, they saw a woman in a floral dress and a beautiful bun standing in front of the young man with a frosty face.

"I think something really went wrong with the education of their heirs by the Shafiq family. I said that from a five- or six-year-old child. And how old are you? Fifteen years old? Or sixteen? As soon as he finished speaking, the young man was about to speak, but he was greeted by a slender rose-red light.

The young man's body was knocked out the moment it made contact with the rose-red light, and then it 'glued' to the pillar.

The old wizard behind him turned his head early in the morning, and pointed the wand in his hand at the woman. And the woman's speed was obviously faster than his, and she completed the release of the spell almost instantly, and the rose-red light bloomed in front of her, like a blooming rose, and before the old wizard began to cast the spell, it was already sent out by the rose.

The old wizard, who originally looked powerful, actually looked so vulnerable in front of this charming woman.

This surprised everyone and raised vigilance. But even so, there are people who are frowning and ready to stand up.

But he was suddenly pulled by his friends.

"What's wrong?" The young man who wanted to come out said with some confusion: "Shafiq is our man after all, and we still have to stand up for him." Even if it's just a couple of words for him. The young man who was pulling him shook his head silently and said, "Calm down, look at the coat of arms on the woman's cuffs." The young man, who had wanted to come out, frowned, and then looked over there silently, and he saw a gold thread bordered by a whole rose withered from a rose-red gem.

"The Ross family of France." The young man who was holding him sent him away.

"Looks like we're underestimating the new Gaunt family. It seems that we are not so much obscure as we are unheard. "There are already a lot of people here who recognize the woman's origins.

And the coat of arms of the Gunt family on her other sleeve also shows her other identity. And this identity was also verified in the next actions of the little boy of the Gaunt family.

"Mom, why are you here?" Luke put away his wand and walked over to Keisha with a relieved smile on his face.

Keisha put away the coldness and murderous aura on her face, and said with a smile: "It's the first time you've gone out, how could I not follow." As he spoke, he looked somewhere and said in Luke's ear with a smile, "Your dad actually secretly followed." Luke looked at the empty space Keisha had been looking at and finally a smile appeared on his face.

But the next moment, his expression suddenly became a little dazed. Where he didn't seem to see Robert.

Instead, he saw a tall woman with red hair in a tight leather coat with an indifferent expression on her face.

But she seemed to sense Luke's gaze, and her brow furrowed. So the next moment, Luke's eyes changed to Robert, who looked a little embarrassed.

He seemed to want to come over and care about Luke, but he seemed a little embarrassed. After all, he said he wouldn't come to see Luke off.

Luke smiled. This is what he thinks his father should be. Such a world is really wonderful.