"Mrs. Shafiq, this little dress you changed is so beautiful~ This trimmed sleeve pattern must match the little guy very well"

"Erin is so ingenious!"

"No~ I also learned it recently, and it took a lot of time"

A little commotion came from downstairs, and Lin Huai pouted helplessly

Sure enough, the topic of women in any world is so "rustic". It's either clothes or shoes."

With a light exhale, the boy closed the newspaper in his hand. I was greeted by a little boy of about 10. With delicate facial features, bright black eyes, thick and smooth brown hair, and a slightly baby-fat face, if you can ignore the slightly lazy look, it will be a very cute child. Of course, even this is very flattering.

"Mrs. Shafiq is really attentive to Ivey."

"Of course ~ Ivy is very dependent on me as a mother"

Ivy Shafiq is Lin Huai's current name. That's right - he crossed.

In his previous life, Lin Huai was a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old young man, a little lazy, more outgoing, and occasionally a little secondary, so he was a very good person. After graduating from university, I found a good job, and my parents were also healthy and stable. The family conditions are not to say that they are rich and expensive, at least they are at a well-off level.

In short, except that he did not get married and had children, it was relatively satisfying.

However, the sky is unpredictable. It has been more than 10 years since I woke up and became a fetus in the womb. In the face of force majeure, you can only say goodbye to your parents in your heart and start a new life.

Merton, a city in South London, is where Ivey now lives. At No. 16 Bakers Street, an independent three-story garden house, about 1,200 square meters of front and back yards is his current home.

Ever since he stumbled upon his mother's newspaper at the age of two, he knew where he had been.

"The moving newspapers, and the famous Hogwarts, this is a time travel to the world of Harry Potter!" Ivy was excited and a little worried at the same time. Fortunately, after learning the timeline he was in, he settled down.

"Voldemort has only been dead for 2 years, which means that Harry Potter is about the same age as me. That's nothing to worry about, this period of time is relatively stable, and it's more important to grow up healthy for the time being. Ivey relied on knowing the plot and had no fear.

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Back to the present

"It's really fast, 8 years have passed, and it still feels very far away at the beginning." Ivy sighed and put down the newspaper in his hand

This is a feature newspaper that reported on Voldemort's disappearance ten years ago. On the front page, in a moving picture frame, several active figures seem to be arguing about something.

"Ivey, dear, did you hear that? Come down," Mrs. Shafiq's voice came from downstairs

Erin Emma, his mother's name, is a half-blood witch. Now a pharmacist at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Illnesses. His father, Gray Shafiq, is a member of the pure-blood Twenty-Eight Shafiq family.

Said to be a family, in fact, his father was the only one left, and he also died in the long struggle against the Death Eaters. Today, Shafiq is the only one left, Ivey.

"It's coming!" Ivy replied as he cleaned up.

With the sound of "kicking" downstairs, he reached the corner of the stairs and took in the scene in the living room.

Three ladies huddled on a couch by the fireplace, and two guests, both neighbors, sat across from each other. Ivey's mother was sitting on the arm of the couch, hugging one of them, everyone holding hot coffee in their hands, and they were chatting happily.

Hearing the footsteps, Erin turned her head to look at how many times Ivy would be amazed when she saw her mother.

The upper body is a white turtleneck cardigan with black slim stretch pants, which sets off the tall figure. Blonde hair and blue eyes, soft facial lines, fair and delicate skin that is different from other European and American races, are countless times more dazzling than those "Internet goddesses" who made up and retouched their faces in their previous lives.

"Why are you staying on it~ Aunt Crowk and Aunt Devon have been here for a long time," Erin put down her coffee and walked over

"I'm doing my homework assigned by school. Aunt Crowk and Aunt Devon welcome you to visit."

"Hi, little Ivey. Tomorrow is Christmas, have you figured out what you want to expect? ”

"I want a skateboard! That way I don't have to run out every day."

The mouth is dealing with the neighbor, and the person walks to the table. He was a little hungry and ready to eat something.

Thanks to this face, the neighbors often teased him. A new pastime has been formed in the surrounding area.

The satisfied ladies began to chat again. Erin joined in after kissing his little face.

Being toyed with by the ladies around him was the main thing he did as a child. Very torturous————

For him, if it weren't for his mother's super high appearance, this sense of generation would be diluted. Let him play cute every day to "cater to" a group of middle-aged women........ He didn't even dare to think about this kind of thing.

But the advantage of outstanding appearance is also obvious, every time Irene takes him out to play, as long as it is a woman (and some men are not excluded), regardless of age, the favorability is directly full. At least you don't have to worry about finding a girlfriend in the future.

Eating the biscuits, accompanied by the sound of frolicking in his ears, Ivey fell into deep thought

"I'll be 11 years old in March next year, and I'll receive an offer of admission to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in July. Then the plot will officially begin"

During this time, he needs to make some preparations in advance so that he can protect himself in case of danger. Turning his head to look at his mother, who was chatting hotly, he already had an eyebrow in his heart.......

"Irene, let's not continue to bother, the children are still waiting for Christmas Eve dinner"

"Then I won't leave you alone, Merry Christmas"

"Merry Christmas"

"Goodbye, ladies and gentlemen, Merry Christmas to you!"

"Merry Christmas, dear, too"

"Merry Christmas! Mommy "sends off the neighbors, and Irene is happy to hear Ive's blessing again. Just about to hug him

"Mom, can you teach me spells? It's a Christmas present," he said expectantly

"Ivey—you're too small! If you can't control the magic yet, it's going to get out of control. What should I do if I hurt myself in an accident! No way! Erin touched his head and whispered "Obedient, you'll have a skateboard for Christmas"

"But my magic has always been steady, and it has never gotten out of control. Besides, I'm going to Hogwarts next year, and as a wizarding family, if I don't know a single spell, I'll be laughed at. Please—" Ivy blinked, her little face cute.

Hearing this, Erin was a little moved. Admittedly, due to her family's talents, she didn't want Ivy to be exposed to magic too soon. But it is her expectation that the child can become a good wizard.

"Well, Ivey, you convinced me. But you have to be under my supervision to practice. You know! Erin pettingly pinched his face.

"Oh - that's great! Thank you Mommy! Ivy hugged her mother's neck and kissed her her charming face. Then he couldn't wait to turn around, rub around, and climb upstairs

"Let's get started! "Mother" did not wait for the mother to answer, and disappeared.