The Minister's Office on the ground floor of Whitehall, City of London.

Secretary Fudge, who had just finished Parliament, was very happy that his proposal had been unanimously adopted.

He was waving his wand and making himself a cup of black tea.

Before he could take his first sip of sweetness, a grim-faced wizard walked into his chamber.

"You..."

He placed the book in his hand in front of Minister Fudge, and Fudge's voice came to an abrupt halt as he tried to reprimand him for coming in without knocking.

A few minutes later, a panicked Fudge yelled at the wizard.

"Ask Dumbledore !!"

When the wizard disappeared, Fudge looked at the book on the table with a complicated expression, and was silent for a long time.

"Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone... Dumbledore, what the hell are you up to? ”

......

The sudden rainstorm brought a touch of coolness to the hot August.

But the children in St. Mary's Orphanage, who had just hung the sheets in the yard, were bitter.

"Sister Irene, why doesn't Arthur need to work with us?"

A little boy with white sheets in his hands and a little freckles on his face asked Sister Irene beside him a little bitterly.

"Arthur is our St. Mary's rising star, and you want a great writer to do such a thing?"

Before the nun could speak, the blonde girl behind the little boy retorted.

When Arthur was mentioned, her clear eyes shone brightly, and her small and lovely face unabashedly revealed her admiration for Arthur.

"Isn't it just that you can write novels... Really—" the little boy muttered quietly.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing..."

......

"It's nothing, I just want to make money so that I can afford the high tuition fees."

Facing Dean Hughes's praise, Arthur shook his head lightly and said with a calm expression.

"Arthur, don't be modest. Not everyone can write a novel that has become popular all over the country in just half a month at your age. ”

Sixty-year-old Hughes has lived all his life in St. Mary's Orphanage, which is all he has, his home.

In this family, when he became a "parent", he also raised many children who made him proud, just like the old dean, Father Wayne.

But Arthur is a special case, it can be said that he never expected Arthur to be productive, just grow up in peace.

"The publisher has already contacted me, and the editor-in-chief Teresa will come in person in the afternoon and hand over the school recommendation letter and manuscript fee to you."

"Oh."

Arthur's calm reaction made Xiusi sigh.

He stared at Arthur and couldn't help but think back to the past.

I remember it was a hazy morning. As he passes through a wet alley, he finds an abandoned baby.

Because his body was drenched in the rain, after he was carried back to the orphanage, the baby developed a high fever.

The baby had been in the orphanage for a week, with a high fever that had not gone away, and when everyone thought he was going back to the arms of the Lord, he miraculously recovered.

The baby who never dies.

Hughes named him Arthur Pendragon, the same name as the legendary king in Celtic mythology.

"Father Theseus, if nothing else, I'll go back first."

Arthur looked at Hughus, who was lost in thought again, and decided not to bother the old priest who had broken his heart and dyed his hair gray for the orphanage.

"Don't keep your face composed, you're just an 11-year-old. Seriously...

If you didn't bring it up with my own hands, I doubt that Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone was created by you. ”

Hughes brushed back the silver hair on his sideburns, looking at Arthur, who he was extremely familiar with, but had never been able to read his inner thoughts.

"I'm just trying to make money, last one...," Arthur explained again.

"Well, I know. I'm not going to be verbose. Let's go back, it's getting cold. Go back and wear thick clothes and don't catch any more colds. ”

"See you in the afternoon, Father Hughes."

Watching Arthur close the wooden door, but there was no sound.

A smile of relief appeared on the wrinkled old cheeks of Theseus.

"What a sensible child..."

After sighing with emotion, Theseus lowered his head and couldn't help but laugh again when he looked at "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" on the table.

He picked up the book, stood up, and walked to the glass case behind him, which he kept some important items in his collection all year round.

He smiled with relief and put Arthur's first novel in it...

St. Mary's Orphanage is a historic church dating back to the sixteenth century.

There has always been a rumor that the church was forged by the illegitimate daughter of Charles I at the hands of England's most famous artisan.

Pity... Time passes, time passes.

Because of its remote location, fewer and fewer believers come to St. Mary's Church, resulting in a perennial deficit in the orphanage's finances.

Recently, the power company has issued a final notice that if the electricity bill is not paid, they will cut off the power supply......

St. Mary's Orphanage has survived to this day thanks to the persistence of Father Hus and several nuns.

"It seems that the publishing house will not pay half a month's closing fee... It seems that Aunt Teresa took care of me and made a special exception... I don't know how much will be left over to Father Hus after paying the tuition..."

In the dimly lit library, Arthur sat at an old desk, holding a half-pencil in his hand, writing numbers and symbols on a yellowed newspaper.

1275×n, 10327, 250, 1500...X (unknown)

These figures are his estimated manuscript fees for "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone", Eton College tuition, registration fees, deposits...

As for the last x, it was the money he was going to give to Father Hughes.

"I want to change my life and save this decaying orphanage. It's about making a lot of money! ”

"If you want to make a lot of money, knowledge and connections are indispensable!"

"I'm just an ordinary person, an ordinary orphan. If you want to network and expand your horizons, you can only go to the best university in the UK - Cambridge University. ”

"The first step to Cambridge is to enter Eton College..."

"I was just an ordinary person in my previous life, and I am now... The only thing I can count on is the memory fragments that I have recently recalled. ”

William put half of his pencil on the newspaper and looked at the expensive cost of treatment for Sister Maggie, who had taken care of him since childhood, and he fell into deep thought.

Ordinary people, everywhere have ordinary troubles.

"I still want to live for a long time... Money is my life..."

......

"Arthur, I knew you were here!"

"Say..."

Arthur looked at the girl who pushed open the wooden door and closed his notebook.

"Sister Erin said, Father Hughes is looking for you."

"Okay, thank you."

After Arthur finished speaking, he tidied up the table, and then blew out only one-fifth of the candle.

Standing up and holding a notebook, he walked towards the girl.

"Aren't you curious about what the priest is looking for you?"

The quirky girl, rolling her eyes, saw Arthur's indifferent face, and couldn't help but ask.

"Aunt Teresa is here."

Arthur bowed his head and thought of what Father Hughes had said to him at noon.

"Huh? I've been in the yard and haven't seen him coming. Only one of the bearded grandfathers asked me how to get to the dean's office..."

"Really... Maybe Aunt Teresa has something to do temporarily. ”

Arthur paused, then continued towards Father Hughes's office, leaving the girl alone.

"What an idiot... Can't you just say a few more words to me? ”

The girl looked at Arthur's back, puffed out her bun face, and said angrily.

......

Outside the door of the dean's office, Arthur knocked on the wooden door a few times, and only after hearing Father Hughes's voice did he slowly push the door and enter.

When Father Hughes saw Arthur, he smiled kindly and introduced, "Arthur, this is Mr. Albus Dumbledore. He came here ......"