I became Harry Potter's brother at the beginning

The night is quiet and quiet; the moon is cold and cold.Darkness enveloped the earth, and light spread in the other hemisphere.The world of night is quiet and serene...

In a luxury villa on the outskirts of London, in the living room on the first floor, Hill Fox was lazily leaning on the sofa, squinting his eyes and wondering what he was thinking.

There was a pale yellow envelope on the glass coffee table in front of the sofa. The letter had been opened, and the letter paper was laid flat on the coffee table. The contents were as follows:

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Albus Dumbledore. (President of the International Federation of Magic, President of the Wizarding Association, first-class magician of the Merlin Sir Order)
Dear Mr. Hill Fox:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment.Semester is scheduled to start on September 31.We will be waiting for your owl to bring your reply before July [-]st.

Sincerely Vice Principal (Female) Minerva McGonagall

Recalling the content he had read before, chewing every word and every letter, Hill shook his head, his silvery hair fluttered gently with his movements, drawing silver lines one after another.As if he had decided something, he opened his squinted eyes, silver eyes, transparent, clear, deep, and ethereal, only comparable to the untainted ice and snow on the top of the mountain and the moonlight like flowing water in the cold night.

"Finally received, I have been waiting for a long time."

Very plain words, without the joy and excitement of receiving the notice from Hogwarts at all. You must know that many children almost fell out when they received this notice.

The floor of the living room is covered with a thick black hand-woven carpet, which is hand-made by people in the Middle East using traditional techniques. Usually only the royal family and the rich will use this valuable blanket that is also a work of art. Carpet use.

However, the Fox family has never been short of money.

On the carpet, a little white fox is tearing up a book, and it can be seen that it is very satisfied with this toy.Because, this book has been ravaged by it for a long time without any damage, so there is no need to worry about what will happen if it is broken, and this book will still resist!

"Idiot! Don't bite there, it's my cover, if you bite it, it will damage my image!!!"

It's an amazing book that can actually talk.Moreover, this book is like a living creature, constantly twisting and struggling, trying to escape the fox's claws and hide far away.However, its struggles were shattered by the little fox time and time again.Such a fun toy, it can't bear to let go!
The little fox seems to be used to this talking book, so he kindly gave up tearing the cover of the book.In the next second, before the magical book could breathe a sigh of relief, the little fox's goal turned to the paper inside the book. It wanted to try again, to see if the book was really not damaged at all.

"Ahhh!!! Help!!! My dearest little master, hurry up and get rid of this stupid stupid fox!!! Your dear Uncle Buck is about to be torn to pieces!!!"

This book, or Booker as it is called, while struggling, made a cry for help to the only person who could save it, Hill.Although, it was Hill who threw it to the fox as a toy.

Hill picked up the teacup, took a sip of his favorite black tea, and then frowned.

There are three elements in making tea: the ratio of tea to water, the temperature of the water, and the time.

Today's cup of black tea, for some reason, has been steeped for a little longer, so the taste is not so perfect. Compared with the usual carefully prepared ones, the gap is not usually large.

Watching the little white fox enthusiastically pull a page of Booker's book from a little over three inches to half a foot long, and listening to Booker's constant curses and begging for mercy, a line was drawn at the corner of Hill's mouth. arc.

"Kaka, let go of Booker, if you keep playing like this, it will be ruined by you." Hill stretched out his foot and kicked the little white fox lightly, Kaka immediately let go of Booker, turned around And climbed along Hill's feet to his shoulders.

For Kaka, a book that is always indestructible is just a toy, and the owner is everything.

Booker finally got rid of Kaka's torment. It first propped itself up with the pages of the book, stood up, and then supported its body with the cover, revealing the pages full of stains and paw prints to Hill.

"Look at what that idiot has done to me! Damn it! I am a noble, wise, knowledgeable... ([-] words omitted below) Lord Booker! My handsome face was scratched by this idiot, and I am covered in bruises all over my body. The saliva and paw prints left by that idiot, how can I meet people!!!”

Hill teased Kaka with his fingers, and when he heard Booker's complaint, he turned his head and looked at it with a half-smile, his silver eyes full of undisguised malice.

"Well, my dear Uncle Buck, would you like me to clean it up for you?"

Facing Hill's "caring", Booker naturally enjoyed it very much, but he didn't notice the smirk at the corner of Hill's mouth.This is also helpless, who told him that it was busy slowly wiping off the stains on the carpet or something.

"Of course, a [clean and new] is enough, and then I need a soft big bed to rest in, besides..."

Before Booker finished his list of requirements, Hill's voice sounded.

"Clear water is like a spring!"

"Whoa!!!"

Before Booker could utter a scream, a large cloud of water suddenly appeared and hit his face, and then he enjoyed a good shower.Although, it can be a bit reluctant.

"Clean up!"

With this spell, all the water stains on Booker's body disappeared, and the whole book became clean, as if it had just been bought.Of course, it's still very good to put aside Booker's expression of being played badly.

Putting the magic wand in his hand on the coffee table, Hill held Kaka in his arms, and gently scratched its chin with his index finger. Seeing Kaka's expression of enjoyment, Hill asked with a smile: "My dear Uncle Buck, how do you feel, isn't a shower refreshing you on this hot summer day?!"

"My dearest little master, I know I was wrong!"

After experiencing all kinds of terrible things, Booker decided to let go of his dignity and integrity and admit his mistakes.Well, these two things have actually been squandered by it long ago.

"Well, you made a mistake? No, no, no, how could my dear Uncle Booker make a mistake?" Hill shook his head, looked at Booker's tangled expression, picked up his teacup and smiled, "Uncle Booker did a good job. The black tea was only brewed for 3 minutes longer than normal. Although the taste was not good enough, it was enough to let me know that black tea can be so bad." He picked up the teacup and drank the black tea in one gulp.

Booker's face was ashen. It seemed that Hill was really angry.Who told it to take a nap when making tea, but the time passed for 3 minutes, which caused the taste to deteriorate.

Seemingly satisfied with Booker's expression, Hill stood up, put Kaka on his shoulder, walked to Booker, grabbed Booker, and walked towards the gate.

Booker, on the other hand, let Hill hold it in his hand with his head downcast, without any intention of resisting.From the looks of it, it resigned itself to its fate.

"Booker, there's a letter from Hogwarts. Help me see what else I need to prepare. I didn't expect to find out that I was missing something when I went to school."

Hearing Hill's order, Booker opened his eyes, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

"My dear little master, have you forgiven poor Buck at last?"

"Well, I've forgiven you a long time ago, and I've already punished you. Seeing that you have a good attitude, let's forget about this time. Also, there will be no next time! Remember it!"

"Oh! Thank you kind little master! I almost thought you were going to throw me out!"

Hill stopped in his tracks, paused, and then took a deep look at Booker.

"Booker, don't say such things in the future." A mysterious smile appeared on Hill's face, a smile mixed with various emotions, "You know, I have nothing but you and me."

"You have many, my dear little master, but you refused."

"Yeah, I said no, I know what I want. That's not what I want."

"Maybe, it's just that there are some things that you can't just say 'I refuse'."

Hill opened the door of the villa, and a gust of wind outside was blowing on his face.The aroma of the night permeates the air, weaving into a soft net, covering all the scenery in it.

"The night is the best, quiet and cool, without the hustle and bustle of the day."

Before walking out the gate, Hill paused and asked, "Booker, am I forgetting something?"

"Gah?" Booker, who was being moved, groaned, and then with the sound of "Hula La", Booker's voice sounded again, "Well, by the way, master, you still have to reply a letter To Hogwarts, it must be before July 31."

"What's the number today?"

"Well, today is... July NO.30, there is still one more day left."

"Why did this happen? I was a little surprised before. There must be some reason why this letter arrived so late."

Hill still had that indifferent smile on his face, but the silver light in his eyes shone like stars disillusioned.

He is very upset!
Need to reply before July 31?Oh, I just received the letter half an hour ago, what's the matter?
"When did the efficiency of Hogwarts become so low?"

Booker glanced at Hill, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, my dear little master, you may have made a mistake. It's not that their efficiency is too low."

"why?"

"Master, you only turned 11 an hour ago, so this letter actually only took half an hour to arrive. Strictly speaking, their efficiency is not low, my dear master."

"My birthday is August 11st. I won't remember it wrong." Hill looked at Booker, his eyes full of doubts: "I was wondering before, I was only ten years old, why did I still I received a letter from Hogwarts. You must know that Hogwarts only accepts 12-31 year olds with wizarding talents as new students. Moreover, the annual enrollment deadline is July [-]st, and those born after that are only Wait until the second year!"

Booker turned the pages of his book, and a string of words and a photo appeared on the blank paper.

Hill finished reading this text, and then looked at the photo quietly.

It was a family portrait, on it was a tall young man wearing glasses hugging a beautiful black-haired beauty, who held a silver-haired baby in her arms, and the baby's eyes were also silver.

Booker's deep voice sounded, and the voice was full of soothing magic.

"My dear little master, you were indeed born on July 30th. For some reason, your parents announced that your birthday is August [-]st. They should have told you about this, but you There are some problems with your parents, so now I can only tell you."

"Understood, you did nothing wrong with this matter." There was an emotion in Hill's eyes that was about to rush out, but for some reason, it disappeared like a tide, as if it had never appeared before. "My father is dead, and my mother is also dead, so you can only tell me. You did a good job in this matter. Of course, it would be better if you could tell me earlier."

"My dear little master, your father just disappeared, and no one found his body, maybe..."

"Maybe there are no bones left." Hill shook his head. He pointed to the wand on the table and said, "See, that's my father's wand. They found it at the door of Potter's house. There is a lot of blood, it has been proved that it belongs to my father. My father is dead!"

"..." Booker was silent. Adric Fox was killed by that horrible person not far from the gate of Potter's house that night ten years ago. Many people know this.

It is a pity that Adric survived the most difficult period of time, but fell on the icy soil an hour before the victory, and even the body could not be found.

Hill brushed a strand of messy hair in front of his head with his hands. His hair had almost covered his eyes, so he often needed to push the ones that blocked his view.

"That's the end of this matter, today is my birthday, well, does anyone want to give me a birthday wish?"

Kaka lightly licked Hill's neck a few times with her tongue, and let out a cry of "Awwhhhh".

Patting Kaka on the head lightly, Hill nodded, "Okay, I have received Kaka's blessing, thank you for your concern, I'm fine, just a little upset."

"My dear little master, should I write a letter to Hogwarts? Tomorrow will be the 31st." Seeing that the master was not in high spirits, Booker naturally changed the subject.

"Understood, I'll go now."

Regretfully glanced at the night outside the door, this should have been a fine day for a walk.Hill closed the door that had just been opened, and slowly walked up the stairs to the second floor.Then, he pushed open the door of a room and walked in.

This is a study room. Apart from bookshelves, a table, a few chairs, and a few sofas, there are only tall bookshelves and a large number of books.The collection of books here is comparable to a small library, because the [Expansion Curse] has been cast here, so the space is more than ten times larger than that of ordinary study rooms.

When Hill was one year old, his parents died, and he was sent to a nursery, where he stayed until he was six, before returning to the villa to live alone.Very early on, he was alone.And now, he was alone.As for whether he will be alone in the future, it's hard to say, but Hill is used to living alone.

Walking to the tall French windows, Hill drew the curtains and opened the windows.The silvery moonlight spilled into the study room, covering everything that could reach it with a layer of silver gauze.

Looking at the round moon, Hill paused.In the ancient and mysterious East, there is a festival called the Mid-Autumn Festival.There, the moon symbolizes reunion. On that day, all people will reunite with their families and celebrate this festival together.On that day, the moon in the sky was exceptionally round, perhaps even rounder than today's moon.

"Heh, what are you thinking about so much? I'm not a child anymore. I'm already 11 years old."

Shaking his head and throwing away those ridiculous emotions, Hill walked to the desk, picked up the paper and pen and wrote a reply, then took out an envelope from the drawer, and stuffed the letter into it.

There is a badge printed on the top of the envelope, which is a black circle with the smiling face of a fox inside.This is also the symbol of the Fox family. Fox, fox, and fox happen to be one word.

After blowing a whistle, an owl flew in from the window. This owl is dedicated to the Fox family to deliver messages. Its name is Lu Qi, and it has been working for the Fox family for 14 years.

Although he is a bit old, Lu Qi is still very reliable and has never made a mistake.Hill planned to retire it after the mission of delivering the letter was over, and give it back its freedom.

"Hogwarts, Vice-Principal Professor McGonagall." Hill handed the letter to Lu Qi, stroked Lu Qi's feathers that had begun to lose their luster, "Lu Qi, after delivering the letter, you will be free. Go wherever you want!"

"Goog~goooo~!" Lu Qi grabbed the envelope with his paw and let out a cry.

Hill smiled and brushed Lu Qi's head, "Of course, our Fox family is still a good place to retire! You are welcome to spend your old age here!"

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Lu Qi yelled again in satisfaction, grabbed the letter and flew out of the window. After circling the villa a few times, it quickly flew towards the north.

Seeing Lu Qi disappear into the night, Hill shrugged and closed the French windows.

Booker lay on the desk and watched Hill's movements all the time. He asked in puzzlement, "My dear master, have you taught yourself the language of owls? I thought you could communicate with that stupid fox already." It's a miracle!"

Picking up Booker casually, Hill walked out of the study and closed the door of the study casually.

Facing Booker's question, Hill just shook his head, "I don't have the leisure to learn any animal language, maybe in the future, but now I don't know any owl language or fox language at all."

"Then how do you communicate with other animals? It seems that you communicate with other animals very well!"

Holding Kaka that accidentally fell down, Hill hugged it in his arms, and gently stroked Kaka's furry and fleshy body.

"It's nothing, I just feel it with my heart, coupled with the judgment of the conditions, in fact, their thinking is relatively simple, and their reasoning is not too difficult." Kaka rubbed his head, "Foxes and owls are relatively smart. They can understand some human actions and language, especially when they get along with humans for a long time. To be honest, I don’t know what their calls mean, but I can still understand the emotions contained in them.”

"Why do I feel that their voices are all the same? Lu Qi tosses and turns all the sounds of googoo~goooo~, this stupid fox is just googoogoo, I can't understand what it means at all!"

Booker's attitude at this time is very humble, which can be regarded as one of its advantages. When encountering unknown things, it is always full of thirst for knowledge and curiosity.This is very good, at least much better than many people. Most people are full of fear when they encounter the unknown, and then use various theories to explain it. Some are right and some are wrong.

"Lu Qi has been working for our family for 14 years, and he has a sense of belonging to our family, so when I said he was free and could leave. He was very panicked, and even thought that I didn't want him anymore. If you listen carefully, you will find that its cry is full of prayers and reluctance. So, I say that it can continue to stay and retire here.”

"Looking at Lu Qi's performance, it seems that you are right."

"Remember one thing, Booker. As long as it's life, as long as it's alive, it's going to have feelings, it's going to be sad, joyful, painful... I just see them as a person, as I am treated as an equal."

"You are so great! In the eyes of others, you are an out-and-out weirdo!"

"I like a sentence very much, and it feels quite good."

"Would you like to share?"

"Of course! After getting along with people for a long time, I like dogs even more!"

"Our family doesn't seem to have a dog, but the stupid fox has one..."