July 1992.

United Kingdom.

Suburb of Surrey.

The office of the director of a welfare institution.

Dean George said excitedly:

"Good, good! I've said a long time ago, Doug you shouldn't have stayed here all the time, you should have made such a decision a long time ago!

I'm reluctant, but I'm happy for you......"

Across from him sat a young man in his twenties, with chestnut yellow hair and dark green eyes.

Douglas Holmes showed a little helplessness on his face, and protested weakly:

"Dean, I've said it many times, please call me by my full name, Douglas, just Doug, it's very affectionate, but ...... It's easy to hear like a dog barking. ”

Dean George nodded repeatedly:

"Okay, Doug......"

Douglaston was speechless, but then his face showed a little embarrassment.

After all, at the beginning, the dean was promised to teach for at least one year.

It's only been four months now, and I'm bidding farewell.

However, in the face of this former guardian, Douglas still said very gratefully:

"Well, you can call it whatever you like, but thank you for your understanding......

Say your final goodbye to the students of the orphanage.

The streets are already lit up.

Avoid the traffic on the streets.

Douglas dodged into a dimly lit residential alley.

As you walk, you look around.

When it was certain that no one was paying attention to him, the wand hidden in his sleeve quickly slipped into his hand.

Thinking about where he was going, he activated the Apparition Shifting Spell.

With a "poof" sound like a burst of flames, Douglas's figure suddenly twisted and rotated, and then disappeared in place.

A dimly lit corner of a small park in the northwest corner of Surrey.

Douglas's figure appeared out of thin air with the same pop.

I tidied up my clothes a little.

Then he walked out casually and quickly blended into the park crowd.

The location of this apparition shift had long been set up by Douglas with a small range of sound blocking spells and Muggle banishment spells.

Therefore, he was not worried about his sudden appearance, being bumped into by a Muggle, or riding directly on a Muggle's face.

Since his seventeenth birthday in the sixth grade, he has passed the test and obtained the apparition license at the Phantom Apparition Testing Centre, a subordinate department of the Department of Magical Communications of the British Ministry of Magic, and has since been qualified for legal apparition and apparition.

So, he wasn't driving without a license.

At the same time, because of the good relationship with the apparition instructor Wicky Tecros.

Privately instructed by him, he learned the anti-spell of apparition and manifestation.

And after graduating, he arranged the anti-mantra near the house left by his parents.

It's just to prevent someone from breaking into the house out of the blue.

After returning home, Douglas simply stir-fried two dishes for himself.

A person's life is so unpretentious.

Even though he was born in Hufflepuff House, he wasn't good at living magic.

The main reason is that Douglas enjoys the feeling of cooking, of course, if he is only allowed to cook a small number of dishes.

After dinner, he took out two thick parchment letters.

Although it is an item of the magical world, it still can't resist the erosion of the magic of time.

On one of the envelopes, the ornate coat of arms had become dull.

"It's been twenty-one years since I crossed into this world.

Time flies! ”

Douglas sighed, his past and present lives combined were already in his fifties.

When he was 7 years old in this world, he found that he had awakened his abilities because of a car accident.

But what saddened him, the unexpected awakening of the ability, only protected himself in the car accident,

And the parents of this life died in that car accident.

Due to his young age at the time, his parents did not have any close relatives.

People in the community had thought of sending him to relatives who were not too close.

However, those people said that they did not want to be his guardian and take him in.

Douglas knew very well that in Britain without guardians, children would not be able to move an inch.

In the end, at his request, the community sent him to the George Welfare Home, also in Surrey.

The house left to him by his parents was entrusted by Douglas to the care of his mother's cousin's home in Cockworth, the Evans and his wife.

It just so happened that one of her daughters married to Surrey, while the other went to a boarding school far away.

So every year I have a certain amount of time to visit my eldest daughter in Surrey.

Just having a place to live, the best of both worlds.

Unfortunately, when Douglas was nine years old, the Evans couple also died in an accident.

Originally, he wanted to leave the house in the care of the Evans' eldest daughter, who was also in Surrey.

When his parents were still there, they took him to each other's weddings.

What's the name, Penny is still Cousin Pelly......

As a result, when he called, as soon as he said who he was, he was scolded by the other party.

Say what kind of scourge monster you are!

Not only to bring disaster to her own parents, but also to her parents!

Before the other party could finish speaking, Douglas hung up the phone.

The cousin has never been contacted since.

It was then that he learned why after his parents' accident,

Why are those relatives who are not far away unwilling to be his guardians?

Since then, Douglas has been in the welfare home with peace of mind.

Carefully planning how to use the ability to be a good traverser,

When the time comes, they must know what is called Thirty Years of Hedong, Thirty Years of Hexi, and don't bully young people with special abilities.

That is, until an owl landed in front of him from the sky and opened a letter claiming to be Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

He didn't know whether to be excited or speechless for a while,

Thrilled, he found himself in the legendary world of Harry Potter,

Speechless, what he thought was the welfare of the traverser, the ability, was not only reduced to a mass commodity, but also under the supervision of the Ministry of Magic from now on.

I remembered how cautious I was when I first received the notification letter from Hogwarts.

Douglas chuckled.

Then he picked up the second letter on the table, the coat of arms on it was still brilliant, and it was obvious that it had not been long since it was received.

Although he tried it several times, he couldn't resist taking it out and looking at it again.

Pray that an accident will happen and activate the system that has graduated and arrived inexplicably.

[Dear Mr. Douglas Holmes,

Your application for Defence Against the Dark Arts has been approved, and Floo will connect the fireplace in your house to the Hogwarts Headmaster's office at 10 a.m. on July 5 (5 minutes), so please come in time for an interview.

Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry]

Douglas shook off the letter and muttered dissatisfiedly:

"There is still no response, it seems that it can only be activated after I am appointed by Hogwarts!"

Douglas rubbed his head,

What is causing him now is that he can't guarantee that he will be accepted.

Because if he's not mistaken, the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts in 1992 must have been that fellow liar named Lockhart.

Douglas touched his chin, looked at the letter in his hand again, and muttered to himself:

"Why don't you collect evidence yourself and expose the other party's affairs in advance?"

After thinking about it, he finally decided to go for an interview first.

If the interview is unsuccessful, send the competitor to Azkaban first.

As for whether it will change the direction of the original world......

Hehe, the professors at Hogwarts would love to know what it was like to be in the wizarding world without Douglas Holmes.

July 5th.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Douglas stood in the fireplace in a formal suit with a briefcase in one hand.

Then with the other hand, he sprinkled the Floo powder under his feet and shouted at the same time.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Deputy Headmaster's Office."

Then, before Douglas could stand firm, a serious voice came from his ears.

"Mr. Holmes, please clean up the smoke and dust from your body!"

Douglas flicked his free hand at himself.

"Clean up!"

I saw Professor McGonagall sitting behind her desk, holding up her square glasses, and habitually complimenting:

"Oh, that's a great wandless spell, and if you're still at Hogwarts, I'll be sure to give Hufflepuff ten points."

Douglas responded modestly as he took out a small prepared gift from his altered briefcase and handed it over.

"It's an honor to hear your compliments again, Professor McGonagall. Hopefully I didn't miss the interview.

Here are some of the new little desserts I made myself, and you definitely didn't ...... it."

Douglaston choked at Professor McGonagall's suddenly wary look.

smiled awkwardly, and then quickly explained:

"Huh! Rest assured, professor, I assure you, there is absolutely no catnip in it, so you can eat it with confidence."

Professor McGonagall's face changed slightly when she heard Douglas's words, and then quickly returned to her normal appearance.

In the face of this student who had shown maturity and tossing beyond her peers during her school years, her feelings were a little complicated.

Glancing at a small gift wrapped squarely in parchment paper with a square red paper with the name of the snack on it, and finally tied up with hemp rope.

In Professor McGonagall's opinion, Douglas has always been good at etiquette, provided he doesn't add any catnip to those small gifts......

Professor McGonagall nodded silently, then said dryly:

"Put it on the table first, and I'll take you to Headmaster Dumbledore first!"

Then lead him to a halt in front of a huge stone monster that is extremely ugly.

"Chilled lemon juice!"

After hearing the password, Douglas Anan complained that after so many years, the password of the principal's office is still so unpretentious...... It's too easy to guess.