August 1, 1992, Tinsgetta Village, Cornwall, England.
In this village, probably no one does not know the name of the Custer family.
It is said that their ancestors followed William the Conqueror into Guanfa's home, and then moved to London from Tinsgeta. After several generations, it has now become the official Union Jack flag of 800-year-old London.
The Custer family's old house is located on the hill to the east of the village. It is a beautiful and spacious mansion, surrounded by fountains and courtyards. Unfortunately, since the family moved away, this most imposing building for miles has been neglected and has gradually fallen into disrepair over the years.
But that all changed six months ago.
Because more than half a year ago, Aaron Custer, the son of the Custer family, returned to this village alone and lived in that old house.
Aaron obviously made some major changes to the house: the ivy that covered the entire house disappeared, the broken windows were repaired, and roses and roses were even planted in the courtyard.
After this renovation, the originally dark, dank, haunted house suddenly had a completely new look, making it almost unrecognizable.
However, no one knows how Aaron completed such a huge project alone.
People say that Aaron is an eccentric person. For a period of time, he frequently performed divination for people: he read palms for girls and asked men to guess tarot cards. In this way, he could know your marital status or whether you should go out tomorrow, and he always That's quite accurate.
Patsis, the waiter at the flower shop, said that he bought a stock under Aaron's guidance and made a lot of money.
So more and more rumors about Aaron began to spread in the village, and no one wanted to believe that he was just a reclusive stockbroker - after all, no stockbroker used an owl to communicate with the outside world.
Some people said that there were strange noises coming from his old house every night, and some people even saw him talking to a strange man in a robe in the courtyard. Many people felt that this behavior was not decent.
However, the young girls are an exception. They all agree that Mr. Aaron is an English gentleman who is well-educated in poetry and books. He must be well-dressed when he goes out, and everything he says and does appears to be very elegant.
He has a handsome appearance and a straight figure. He is always so humble and polite when talking to you, and his warm light blue eyes always look affectionate.
Everyone gathered in the Owl Tavern to discuss the young gentleman. The well-informed boss said that Aaron was born in London and had excellent grades since he was a child. When he was eleven years old, he got admission to Eton College. However, he did not go there. Instead, he chose to study at a school in the United States. His whereabouts are unknown since then. , until now.
Someone soon said that Aaron must have been influenced by the liberal trend in the United States, where people always like to show their individuality, so that they can appear a bit eccentric.
Then someone added that American life is too frivolous, but it is this frivolous lifestyle that is so popular. This is really a tragedy of our times...
One girl also said that if Aaron had not rejected Eton, he would be more attractive, and maybe she would be willing to put him on the shortlist of marriage partners.
So after some discussion, everyone finally came to a conclusion:
It's all America's fault!
…
In the early morning, when the sky is bright.
There was silence in the huge mansion, with only a few faint calls of birds coming.
Aaron Custer was sitting by the window wearing a loose and soft nightgown. The cold morning air filtered through the window, giving people a cozy and comfortable feeling.
Aaron was writing an article on Muggle Studies. He waved his wand and an automatic sketching quill wrote on the table in front of him:
"...The great power in the north has disintegrated, and the days of waiting for the Western European countries to wait and see are finally over. Its member states still maintain seemingly final ties, but everyone understands that an era has ended..."
"...the establishment of the European Union is almost a certainty, just as the wizards have done. The Muggles will certainly try to issue a unified currency to demonstrate their union, but union is not theirs The ultimate goal..."
"...I predict that Britain will leave this union in the future, which will make the hope of European unity even more remote. The British will repeat their role in history: an obstruction. As the proverb goes: 'The world If there are a hundred bad things, a hundred and one are done by the British'..."
After writing this sentence, Aaron suddenly thought that his article would be published in a British publication, so he waved his magic wand and the last sentence was automatically erased.
Like most British wizards, he bought his wand from Ollivanders when he was eleven years old. It was made of sycamore wood with a core of phoenix tail feathers. It was ten and three-quarter inches long and had been with him for nine full years. It’s spring and autumn.
Yes, Aaron is not an ordinary person, he is a wizard.
Three years ago, he graduated from Hogwarts, the most famous and best magic school in the UK, and the only magic school in the UK.
After graduation, because his application to stay at the school was rejected, Aaron decided to follow the traditions of the ancient wizards and began to travel around to improve his experience.
In the past three years, he has made some achievements: he published some of his views on human body transformation in magazines such as "Transfiguration Today", joined the Muggle Studies Society and the Society of Extraordinary Apothecaries, and published a book This book, a professional book on Muggles:
"Technology and Magic: How Muggles Changed the World"
And now, he is working hard to revise an article he is about to publish about a major event that happened in the Muggle world a year ago.
Now that the work is almost coming to an end, Aaron can't help but slack off.
On a slightly chilly morning, in the quiet and warm room, a pleasant feeling filled his body, making him lazy and drowsy.
At this moment, there was a crisp knocking sound outside the window. Aaron turned his head and glanced, and the window opened automatically. A snow-white owl flew in, hovered and dropped a letter.
The envelope was snow white, with a shield-shaped emblem that Aaron was very familiar with printed on the back, with a capital 'H' in the middle, surrounded by an eagle, a lion, a badger and a snake.
Aaron took out the letter and unfolded it:
"Dear Mr. Aaron Custer:
All letters have been received. Your question about transfiguration is of very high value. Unfortunately, I cannot give a detailed answer in the letter.
However, if you are willing to spare a little time, you can come to Hogwarts and let us talk about this issue in person.
Note: Before coming, please ask the owl to send you a message to inform you of your approximate itinerary.
Sincerely, Albus Dumbledore. "
After reading this short letter, Aaron's eyes lit up. He tapped lightly with his wand, and the quill on the table flew up automatically. A piece of letter paper slowly unfolded, and the quill was stained with ink and brushed on the paper. Start writing.
Soon, a reply was written. Aaron called the owl, sealed the letter and handed it to it, smiling and patting it on the head.
"Go ahead, Kirby."
After the owl flew away, Aaron jumped up. The laziness just now was gone, and he felt full of energy.
It is of course a great pleasure to be able to visit and talk to a master of transformation in this world.
But what makes Aaron even more happy is that he is going back - to Hogwarts, where he has been away for three years.
It's time to start a new journey, he thought.
As if hearing his voice, the whole room suddenly started to move:
The wardrobe opened with a bang, and tops, trousers, jackets and ties flew out one by one, folded neatly in the air, and walked into an open box in categories. Then there was only a "snap" sound, and the box itself Closed tightly.
"Allow me to recommend your outfit for today, sir."
The wardrobe opened, its two cabinet doors kept opening and closing, and the drawer in the middle stretched and retracted, as if sticking out a tongue.
Aaron glanced at him and suddenly had a headache: "It's best not to wear a bohemian dress and a straw hat. I can't bear it."
"You think it's not sophisticated enough? How about changing it to Lolita style this time?"
"roll."
After a while, Aaron, who was fully dressed, walked out of the room. He walked down the stairs and seemed to speak to the air:
"Lunas, make the coffee stronger today."
"Yes sir."
An elegant male voice responded, and then, the entire mansion came to life.
The grandfather clock in the hall opened its mouth and spit out a lark, which flew happily around the room and told the time with its melodious singing voice.
As it flew past, the wall lamps on both sides of the corridor were lit one by one, and the last one was the chandelier on the top of the hall.
The sound of ping-pong-pong came from the kitchen, the piano played loudly, the teapot sang happily on the fire, and the tableware jumped over obstacles lightly, as if dancing to accompany the lark flying high in the sky.
When Aaron walked down the stairs, a cup of fragrant coffee was already waiting for him on the table. He sat on a dark green leather escalator, and the armrests on the chair curved to tie his napkin.
Today's breakfast consisted of sun-cooked eggs, beans with tomato sauce, two slices of toast and burnt bacon. It was a typical British style and made Aaron feel a stomachache.
After experiencing it personally, Aaron understood that British food... is indeed hard to describe.
Aaron took a sip of coffee and felt that he had indeed made some progress this time, so he praised: "Well done, Runas, but give me orange juice next time."
"As you wish, sir." The voice echoed in the mansion, as if coming from the mansion itself.
After Aaron had eaten and drank enough, he wiped his mouth with a napkin. The tableware then left the table and jumped into the pool like a diver, washing off the oil on his body while swimming.
The suitcase is already waiting at the door. He walked out of the door and said to the door:
"I'll take care of my house when I leave. Don't let others find you."
Then, he waved his wand lightly——
The whole mansion seemed to have fallen asleep, the lights were extinguished one by one, the piano stopped playing, the lark flew back to its residence, and finally, the elegant male voice sounded again, echoing throughout the mansion.
"See you next time, sir."
The carpet in the hall suddenly moved, moving softly and nimbly out of the mansion like a wave of water. Then it levitated and floated about a foot above the ground.
Aaron sat on the flying carpet, and at that moment, both the flying carpet and him disappeared. They became invisible.
"See you next time."
Aaron said to the mansion.
The door slowly closed, and the chains crept up like snakes, sealing off all that was weird and magical from the outside world.
The flying carpet slowly rose into the sky, and then flew away into the distance.
