At this moment, Ted's heart was filled with endless joy - even being a monopoly in an ordinary world is not as exciting as a world with magic!

I'm going to be a wizard~

Carefully open the letter, page one:

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Confederation of Wizards, 1st Class of the Order of Merlin, Grand Wizard, Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot)

Dear Mr. Epiphani,

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

Page 2:

【Uniform】

First-year students are required to:

1. Three-way plain overalls (black)

2. A plain peaked hat worn during the day (black)

3. A pair of protective gloves (made of dragon skin or similar materials)

4. One winter cloak (black, silver buckle)

Please note: All student attire must have a name tag on it

【Textbook】

All students are required to prepare the following books:

Standard Spells, Elementary, by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic, by Bathilda Basshat

The Theory of Magic, by Adbay Wolflin

A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration, by Emerick Swich

A Thousand Miracle Herbs and Mushrooms, by Felida Spall

Magic Potions and Potions, by Arseny Giger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, by Newt Scamander

Black Magic: A Guide to Self-Defense, by Quentin Trimb

【Other Equipment】

A wand

One crucible (pewter, standard size No. 2)

A set of glass or crystal vials

A telescope

A brass balance

Students are allowed to bring an owl or a cat or a toad

Parents are reminded that first-year students are not allowed to bring their own broomsticks.

Two pieces of parchment paper, which feel very heavy in the hand. When you hold it in your hand, you can't help but feel excited.

What Apple Jobs, what Microsoft Bill Gates, what Tesla doesn't brake, Lao Tzu doesn't wait!

I'm going to learn magic!

An impassioned voice rang in Ted's heart:

Learn magic, find Lao Deng, eight hundred crucibles of stainless steel.

The relationship between the four colleges is hard, and the ten professors are technically strong.

Hogwarts is large, with 2,000 students all over the world.

Stable job, high income, guaranteed lifetime employment.

Hey, there's it! Protect! Obstruct!

"Coo~~" The owl on the side looked at this boy who was excited and fell into a fantasy, and was a little impatient.

Owl: I don't work overtime, I'll tell you.

"Excuse me, please wait a moment." Ted is awakened by the owl and takes out a pen and paper and begins to reply.

Of course, you can't just say: I agree to enroll, let Dumbledore pick me up!

You have to pretend to be hesitant and skeptical, and use your words to match your age......

"Ah, then trouble Mr. Owl."

Ted pulled out his own biscuit and crushed the bribe of the impatient owl postman. Don't lose your reply!

Looking at the owl flying away from the window, Ted's mind suddenly "ding":

"Ding~ The system is started, and the magic card system is at your service."

Yo~ A word is certain, double happiness is coming!

Focusing on the light in my mind again, new information emerged.

Ted Epiphani

Level: Level 1 Wizard (0/1000)

Experience pool: 0

Attributes: (The average of the average adult Muggle's stats is 5)

Power 3

Constitution 3

Agile 4

Intelligence 6

Perception 6

Spirit 7

Charm 6

Luck?? (Normal: 0, varies between positive and negative depending on the state)

Talent: [Otherworldly Knowledge (Gold)]

Skills: Magic Lv1, Magic Resistance Lv1

Magic: (None)

Card: (None)

Mission: (None)

Before Ted could take a closer look, there was another "ding".

"Ding~ Trigger Task:

【Wizarding World!】 (Blue)].

In Great Britain, are you going to miss out on the only school of magic and magic? Admission, must enroll!

Goal: Successful admission to Hogwarts.

Rewards: 500 experience, +lv1 mana, random cards.

Didn't expect that, right? There's magic in this world! ”

This was followed by another prompt.

"Ding~ Talent [Otherworldly Knowledge (Gold)] triggers, obtain knowledge [Several Pages of Psychic Ability Handbook (Blue)]."

[A Few Pages of Psychic Abilities Handbook (Blue)]: Contains some of the Psychic Warlock's inauguration tips. Requires 400 experience to redeem.

The image of a card appears in my mind.

It's a blue-bordered card with a human head surrounded by lines of gas or flame, as if he's using some kind of power to control the objects in front of him.

The various sub-items of Ted's induction system, information emerges one by one.

This system collects experience points and stores them in the experience pool, which can be used to upgrade classes, or to upgrade cards and magic.

He may have some magical bloodline, and he was born a level 1 wizard, so Hogwarts will write a letter.

If you have 1000 experience, you can now move up to level 2 Wizard, gain 1 attribute point, 1 skill point, and get a new talent every 4 levels.

Let's not talk about attribute points, as the name suggests, simple and clear.

Skill points can upgrade skills, and now there are only two of them: mana and magic resistance.

The talent has a [Otherworldly Knowledge (Gold)], which will trigger the Otherworldly Knowledge every month. It can be redeemed by consuming the corresponding experience points.

For example, this [Several Pages of the Psychic Handbook (Blue)] costs 400 experience to redeem.

For the rest, I haven't learned magic, and I haven't had cards yet.

There is one task, which belongs to the question of sending points.

"Experience, how can you gain more experience?" Ted whispered to himself.

According to the information given by the system, there are different experiences to be gained from exercising, learning, practicing magic, and conducting experiments. And to complete the mission.

"And magic......" Ted stretched out his hand, feeling it carefully, feeling as if an indescribable power was gently surging in his body.

"Is this magic?" He reached out to a page twenty centimeters away, imagining the force.

After about a few seconds, the paper actually fluttered up and flew into his hand!

"Hold the grass! Cattle ratio~"

……

The next day, Ted jokingly told his grandmother that a wizardry calling itself Hogwarts had sent him a notice, and he had replied.

Naturally, Mama didn't believe it, "Oh, little Ted, don't care. Maybe it's a joke that the naughty guy played on you. ”

Ted continued to work on the streets, earning a steady income, receiving a few small bills and a lot of coins every day.

Waiting patiently for a reply is like waiting patiently for your computer to restart. Be patient.

Ted is now a bit of a celebrity on the edge of the big market, and every day a dozen people stop to listen to songs, and throw them into open guitar bags with change or coins in their hands.

Ted bowed slightly to the parents in return.

His voice condition is very good, and it can barely be regarded as a natural sound. There is a kind lady who praises him for his "angelic kissed voice", hoping that he can keep it after changing his voice.

Ted picked the tunes again, the guitar was too old and often out of tune.

"It's not too early, the last song "Scarborough Market", for everyone."

Ted plucked the strings and chanted softly:

"Are you going to Scarborough Market?

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.

Write for me to a man who lives there,

She used to be my love.

Tell her to make me a sackcloth,

parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,

There are no pockets on it, and there is no need to sew it with a needle.

She's my true love......"

Scarborough Market was originally a regular market formed by the frequent arrival of the Vikings to make some exchanges, and for hundreds of years, the autumn lasted for a month and a half every year, and there is still such a town in Great Britain today.

The lyrics of the song Scarborough Market date back to at least thirteenth-century England, while the tune is even earlier, originating in Scotland.

Although it is a little weird for a child to sing this song, for the British, this song is too classic.

More and more people stopped to listen to the classic tracks played on the old guitar and the singing of this old-fashioned but neatly dressed boy.

At this time, the bazaar seemed to be quiet.

While everyone was indulging in the song, a silver-bottomed tabby British shorthair cat was also squatting on the railing not far away, listening to the song.

In fact, Scarborough Market was not only a Muggle market, it was also the largest and liveliest market for wizards in England in the 17th century. It's just that as time goes on, the prosperity is gone.

This song, with a touch of melancholy, was written by a wizard's Muggle family. This is not only a classic song of the Muggle world, but also a classic song of wizards.

The singing stopped, applause rang out, and the audience was unsparing in praise, with a number of people throwing change into their guitar bags, and Ted bowed in return.

He simply packed his things and carried Ji to the homeless man in the corner not far away.

There were only sporadic coins in his hat in front of the homeless man, and it seemed that he was not doing well today.

Ted touched the dog beside the homeless man, put a few penny coins into his hat, put two fingers to the tip of his eyebrows, and gave a gentle salute, "Good luck to us, sir." ”

In the homeless man's thanks, Ted noticed the cat crouching on the railing. Directly reached out and grabbed it, and casually rua a few handfuls.

The shorthair cat was stunned for a moment, then panicked, broke free violently, jumped to the ground and ran away like the wind.

Ted thought that it might be that his cat skills had declined after crossing over, so he didn't care about it and rushed back to the orphanage.

Along the way, the tabby short dog followed him in a doggy manner - the eyes of a person who wanted to knife can't be hidden: the most hated human beings who have no sense of borders, hunting moments!

Ted had just entered the door to say hello to Mama, when there was a knock on the door behind him.

Outside the door was a tall lady, in her forties and fifties, meticulously dressed and hairdressed, wearing glasses, a powerful aura, and a serious expression.

She looked at the black-haired, black-eyed, yellow-skinned boy in front of her, who didn't look very well nourished, and was a little thin with a strange look: "Mr. Ted Epifani? ”

"Yes, it's me."

"I'm the Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts, Professor Minerva McGonagall......"

Guessed, and I guessed that I accidentally rua you just now.

It's broken, it's going to be a dog!