At this moment, Ted's heart was filled with endless joy - even being a millionaire in an ordinary world is not as exciting as a world with magic!
I want to be a wizard~
Open the letter carefully, page one:
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Federation of Wizards, First Class of the Order of Merlin, Grand Wizard, and Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot)
Dear Mr. Epiphany:
We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Attached is a list of required books and equipment.
The semester is scheduled to begin on September 1st.
We will be waiting for your owl to bring your reply before July 31st.
Sincerely, Vice-Principal (Female) Minerva McGonagall
The second page:
【uniform】
First-year students need:
1. Three-sided plain work robe (black)
2. A plain pointed hat (black) worn during the day
3. A pair of protective gloves (made of fire dragon leather or similar materials)
4. A winter cloak (black, silver buckle)
Please note: All student clothing must have name tags
【textbook】
All students need to prepare the following books:
Standard Spells, Elementary, by Miranda Gorshak
A History of Magic, by Bathilda Bagshot
The Theory of Magic, by Adebe Wulfling
The Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration, by Emeric Switch
A Thousand Miracle Herbs and Mushrooms, by Phyllida Spohr
Magic Potions and Potions, by Arseny Giger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, by Newt Scamander
Dark Arts: A Guide to Self-Defense, by Quentin Trimble
【Other equipment】
a magic wand
A crucible (made of pewter, standard size No. 2)
A set of glass or crystal vials
a telescope
a brass balance
Students may bring an owl or a cat or a toad
Parents are particularly reminded that first-year students are not allowed to bring their own broomsticks.
Two pieces of parchment paper, very heavy to the touch. Just holding it in your hand makes you feel excited.
If Steve Jobs of Apple, Bill Gates of Microsoft, or Tesla can't pull the brakes, I won't serve you anymore!
I'm going to learn magic!
An excited voice sounded in Ted's heart:
To learn magic, go to Lao Deng, eight hundred stainless steel crucibles.
The four major colleges have strong relationships and the ten professors have strong skills.
Hogwarts is a large school with 2,000 students from all over the world.
Stable job, high income, and guaranteed lifelong employment.
Hey, there is! Save! barrier!
"Cuckoo~~" The owl on the side looked at the boy who was excited and lost in fantasy, and became a little impatient.
Owl: I don't work overtime, I tell you.
"Sorry, please wait a moment." Ted was awakened by the owl, took out a pen and paper and began to reply.
Of course you can't say directly: I agree to enroll, let Dumbledore pick me up!
You have to pretend to be hesitant and doubtful, and your words should be appropriate for your age...
"Ah, that's my problem, Mr. Owl."
Ted took out his own cookie and crushed it to bribe the owl postman who was impatiently waiting. Don't lose your reply!
Looking at the owl flying away outside the window, Ted's mind suddenly clicked:
"Ding~ The system startup is complete, the Magic Card system is at your service."
Yo~ It’s a deal, double happiness is coming!
Focusing again on the ball of light in his mind, new information emerged.
Ted Epiphany
Level: Level 1 Wizard (0/1000)
Experience pool: 0
Attributes: (The average average adult Muggle attribute is 5)
power 3
Physique 3
Agility 4
Intelligence 6
Perception 6
Spirit 7
Charm 6
luck? ? (Normally it is 0 and changes between positive and negative according to the state)
Talent: [Knowledge from another world (gold)]
Skills: Magic lv1, Magic Resistance lv1
Magic: (none)
Cards: (none)
Task: (none)
Before Ted could examine it in detail, there was another "ding" sound.
"Ding~Trigger the task:
【Magical world! (blue)】.
Are you going to miss the only magic school in Great Britain? Enrollment, must enroll!
Goal: Successfully enroll in Hogwarts.
Reward: 500 experience, +lv1 magic power, random card.
Didn't you expect that? There is magic in this world! "
Then there was another prompt.
"Ding~ The talent [Knowledge from Another World (gold)] is triggered, and you gain knowledge [a few pages of the Psychic Manual (blue)]."
[Several Pages of Psionics Manual (Blue)]: It records some experiences of working as a psychic. Requires 400 experience to redeem.
An image of a card appeared in my mind.
This is a card with a blue border. There is a person in the card picture. There are gas or flame-like patterns around his head, as if he is controlling the objects in front of him through some kind of power.
Information about each sub-item of Ted's induction system emerged one by one.
This system can collect experience points, store them in the experience pool, and use them to upgrade careers, cards, or magic.
He might have some kind of magical blood and was born a level 1 wizard, so he received the letter from Hogwarts.
If you have 1,000 experience, you can now upgrade to level 2 wizard, gain 1 attribute point, 1 skill point, and gain a new talent every 4 levels.
I won’t talk about the attribute points. As the name suggests, it is simple and clear.
Skill points can be used to upgrade skills, currently there are only two types: magic power and magic resistance.
The talent itself has a [Knowledge from another world (gold)], which will trigger knowledge from another world every month. You can redeem it by consuming the corresponding experience points.
For example, this [Several Pages of Psychic Power Manual (Blue)] requires 400 experience points to redeem.
For the others, I haven’t learned magic yet, and I don’t have any cards yet.
There is one task, which is a question for giving points.
"Experience, how can I gain more experience?" Ted whispered to himself.
According to the information given by the system, you can gain different experiences by exercising, studying, practicing magic, and conducting experiments. And complete the mission.
"There is also magic power..." Ted stretched out his hand and felt it carefully, feeling as if an indescribable power was gently surging inside his body.
"Is this magic?" He stretched out his hand and pointed at a page twenty centimeters away, imagining how to mobilize this power.
After about a few seconds, the piece of paper floated up and flew into his hand!
"Hold the grass! Cow ratio~"
…
The next day, Ted jokingly told his mother that a magic school called Hogwarts had sent him a notice, and he responded.
Naturally, Mammy didn't believe it, "Oh, little Ted, don't worry about it. Maybe it was a joke played on you by that naughty man."
Ted continued to perform on the street and had a stable income. He could get some small banknotes and a lot of coins every day.
Waiting patiently for a reply is like waiting patiently for a computer to restart. Be patient.
Ted is now somewhat famous near the big market. Every day, a dozen people stop to listen to the music. If they have change or coins in their hands, they throw them into the open guitar bag.
Ted bowed slightly in return to the food and clothing parents.
His voice condition is quite good, and it can barely be considered a voice of nature. A kind-hearted lady praised him for having a "voice kissed by an angel" and hoped that he could keep it after changing his voice.
Ted picked up the tuning again. The guitar was old and often out of tune.
"It's getting late, the last song "Scarborough Fair" is for everyone."
Ted plucked the strings and sang softly:
“Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
Send a message for me to someone who lives there,
She was once my lover.
Ask her to make me a linen shirt,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
There are no pockets or stitches on it,
She is my true love..."
Scarborough Fair was originally a regular market formed due to the frequent landings of the Vikings for some exchanges. For hundreds of years, it lasted for one and a half months every autumn. There is still such a small market in Great Britain today. town.
The lyrics of the song "Scarborough Fair" date back to at least the 13th century in England, and the melody is even earlier, originating in Scotland.
Although it's a bit weird for a child to sing this song, for British people, it's such a classic.
More and more people stopped to listen to the classics played on old guitars and the singing voice of this boy with old but neat clothes.
At this time, the market seemed to have quieted down.
While everyone was immersed in the singing, a silver-bottomed tabby British shorthair cat was squatting on the railing not far away, listening to the singing.
In fact, Scarborough Market is not only a Muggle market, it was also the largest and busiest market for wizards in England in the 17th century. But as time went by, the prosperity ceased.
This slightly melancholy song was composed by a wizard's Muggle family. This is not only a classic song in the Muggle world, but also a classic song among wizards.
The singing stopped, applause broke out, and the audience praised him generously. Many people threw change into their guitar bags, and Ted bowed in return.
He simply packed up his things, carried Ji on his back, and came to the homeless man in the corner not far away.
There are only a few coins in the hat in front of the tramp. It seems that his business is not good today.
Ted touched the dog next to the homeless man, put a few 1-penny coins into his hat, put two fingers to his eyebrows, and gave a slight salute, "Wish us good luck, sir."
As the homeless man thanked him, Ted noticed the cat squatting on the railing. He stretched out his hand to catch it and rubbed a few handfuls of it.
The short-haired cat was stunned for a moment, then became anxious, broke away violently, jumped to the ground and ran away like a wind.
Ted thought that his cat petting skills might have declined after time travel, so he didn't care and hurried back to the orphanage.
Along the way, the tabby British shorthair dog followed him furtively - the look in a person's eyes cannot be hidden: he hates humans who have no sense of boundaries, it's time to hunt!
As soon as Ted walked in and said hello to his grandma, there was a knock on the door that had just been closed behind him.
Outside the door was a tall lady, who looked to be in her forties or fifties, with meticulous clothing and hairstyle, wearing glasses, with a strong aura and a serious expression.
She looked at the boy with black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin in front of her with a strange look. He looked like he was not very well-nourished and was a little on the thin side: "Mr. Ted Epiphany?"
"Yes, it's me."
"I am the Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts, Professor Minerva McGonagall..."
I guessed it, and I also guessed that I accidentally raped you just now.
It's broken, I need a dog!
