Chapter 1 Letter from the Scholar and the Owl
"I first set the total time for the pool to fill X, and then we noticed that there were several constant quantities in this question, one is the speed at which the water is injected, the second is the speed at which the water is discharged, and the third is the volume of the pool, so we only need to ......" In the classroom, the black-haired teenager was seriously explaining the questions on the final exam paper, and he was surrounded by a circle of young students, and everyone listened very attentively.
It can be seen that the level of the student who lectured was quite good, because no matter what subject questions the people around him came up with, he could explain them clearly, clearly organized, and easy to understand.
However, the purpose of the black-haired boy to give a lecture to his classmates is obviously not very simple......
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Looking at the rising value of the top students in the system, Love Moen just wanted to yell: ask more questions, the harder the better!
When Love was a child, he had pulled out a cross pendant from his home, and since he put it on, he has acquired a somewhat strange system and awakened some scattered memories. As he grew older, the scattered memories from his previous life became a lot more coherent, and these memories and the spur of the system made him a well-known little genius
As long as he studies hard, answers the questions of classmates and teachers, and completes the tasks of the system, he can get the Xueba value, and the Xueba value can be exchanged for all kinds of good things from the system.
"Love, how do you know so much!" A little girl with a golden ponytail sighed from the bottom of her heart.
"It's nothing, I just did a few more questions, but Emily, the tune you played at the last Christmas party was really good, which is amazing!" Love gave a gentle and reserved smile and backhanded a compliment to Emily.
Emily's face turned red all of a sudden, she lowered her head, and pinched the corners of her skirt with both hands: "You came to my house that weekend, and the exam was over, and I, I practiced two new tunes-"
"No, I have other arrangements for the summer." Love declined Emily's invitation, and when he looked up at the time, he saw that it was getting late, so he quickly packed his bag and waved goodbye to his classmates.
"See you at the beginning of school!" Love walked out of the classroom with his bag in his hand, only to bump into a little girl with thick brown hair.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The little girl apologized again and again, and then left quickly.
"It's okay, pay attention next time." Love frowned as he spoke: That girl is so familiar, have you seen it somewhere?
Maybe he had met a few times at school, and it was easy to impress with such brown hair, and Love had left this familiar little girl behind, and he was going to hurry home now. After you get home, you can brush a few sets of papers, and you can earn a wave of academic value! With the setting of the top student value, the originally boring brushing questions has become interesting, because brushing the questions can bring positive feedback, just like playing games to upgrade.
While riding, Love secretly decided in his heart: I want to save more academic values during the summer vacation, and exchange a few treasures that I have been coveting for a long time!
At this moment, a gray shadow suddenly flew through the sky, attracting Love's attention.
"Like an owl?" He blinked, owls are rare animals that come out of the day and night, and it seems that the city of London can actually meet owls, and it seems that environmental protection work is doing well.
When people are riding bicycles, they love to be cranky, and Love rides all the way back to his home.
Wait, what's that? Love locks up his bike, and is caught by a creature in his mailbox—the owl he just saw.
At the same time that Love saw the owl, the owl also noticed Love, and it turned its head and stared at Love with a pair of yellow-orange eyes.
Love subconsciously took two steps back, he knew very well that although the owl creature looked stupid, even a little stupid, it was indeed an out-and-out bird of prey.
However, the owl had no intention of attacking him, and held out a claw to Love, who noticed that the owl had a letter in its talons.
"Huh? Is this for me? Love said subconsciously, and the owl really nodded.
A feeling of absurdity came over Love: he had received a letter from an owl, and the owl who sent the letter could still understand what he was saying?
It's a challenge to his worldview.
But he still took the envelope from the owl's hand.
The envelope was made of heavy brown paper, with the address of the Love family and his name written on the reverse side in emerald green floral letters, and on the front was a wax seal and a shield coat of arms, with a capital letter "H" in the center, surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake.
Looking at the badge, a melody seemed to ring in Love's ears, and some long-lost memories came to his mind.
"Hogwarts?" He subconsciously pronounced a noun.
In the ears of ordinary people, Love speaks of "pig warts", but Love knows what "Hogwarts" means - it means magic! It means that the wizarding world has opened its doors to itself! It's amazing!
With stiff steps, Love walked into the empty mansion with the owl mail in hand.
A mansion indeed: a three-storey villa with a garden, garage and pool, this villa on the outskirts of London is a mansion in every sense of the word.
Love Moen lived in such a house, of course, because his father was rich, and the elder Moen was a lawyer and had his own law firm, and he was a good lawyer, but not a qualified father. Love hadn't seen his mother since he was born, and the number of times he had seen his father could be counted on his fingers.
To put it simply, the elder Moen's role in Love's life is more apt than that of a father.
This may be unfortunate for others, but for Love, a colder father-son relationship is not a bad thing.
Love took the letter and went all the way into the study, and the owl who delivered the letter did not leave in a hurry, but flew into the house with him.
The reason the owl didn't leave was not to ask for a favor from Love, but because it wanted to get his reply to Hogwarts from Love.
Sitting at his desk, Love opened the envelope and pulled out two pieces of parchment.
The first parchment was written in emerald green ink:
[Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Confederation of Magic, President of the Wizarding Guild, First Class Wizard of the Order of Merlin)
Dear Mr. Moen, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. 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]
After a moment's thought, Love took a piece of paper from his desk, and he was going to write a reply to Hogwarts.
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