The Psychic Wizard of Hogwarts

"bang"

On a foggy morning, something suddenly hit the window. The loud sound woke up Delal, who was sleeping. He stood up suddenly and was a little confused for a moment.

Three days ago, the original owner of the body was invited by a friend and was about to go out to play. Before leaving the courtyard, he was hit by an object falling from the air and fainted.

When people woke up, it was no longer the original Dral. A soul from another world replaced the disappeared original owner and became the current Dral Suitlan.

As the thoughts that had been involuntarily scattered in the morning returned, Delal gradually woke up, raised his hand to open the window next to the bed, and looked out.

When he was looking around and wondering what had hit his window, a "coo" sound came from under the window sill.

Looking down, I saw a gray-white screech owl shaking its head. It must have been knocked unconscious just now, so I was trying to wake myself up.

The anthropomorphic movements suddenly made Dral a little interested. He supported his head with his arms and his eyes swayed as the horned owl's little head shook. Suddenly, the child in front of him stopped shaking his head and looked up at the short brown hair and red eyes in front of him. The little boy looked at it quietly for a while, as if confirming the target.

Suddenly he lowered his head, as if to confirm, so he moved his butt, revealing a yellow letter that fell on the ground.

Delal looked at the scene in front of him, the owl, the letter, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity suddenly came to his heart.

"Hey, man, this thing you gave me is for me."

The horned owl raised his head and looked at the boy in front of him, tilted his head, and moved his body to the side, completely exposing the yellow envelope.

"It seems that it was indeed given to me. I suddenly felt a little excited about this familiar feeling."

He leaned forward, stretched out his left hand, picked up the envelope from the balcony, and turned the envelope over.

The coat of arms consisting of lion, snake, eagle and badger is revealed.

"This...if it's not a prank, then I'm in Harry Potter."

Excitedly, he retracted his body and quickly opened the envelope. Beautiful words appeared on the paper, clearly written on the first piece of paper.

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Albus Dumbledore. (President of the International Federation of Magic, President of the Wizards Association, first-level magician of the Order of Merlin)

Dear Mr. Sutherland:

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.

Vice-Principal (Female): Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall!

Delal read softly while holding the letter in his hand.

It’s really Harry Potter, so will a professor come next and introduce the specific situation to my parents? Who will it be?

It shouldn't be Professor Snape, after all, I am a Muggle, Professor McGonagall is possible, and Professor Flitwick has goblin blood.I don’t think so, but in the movie I remember that Harry Potter’s visiting professor was Hagrid.That might be Professor Flitwick.

Delal rubbed his index finger and thumb back and forth, staring blankly at the bedroom door at the other end of the room.

"New world, magic"

While his thoughts were wandering, the doorbell rang downstairs, and Delal jumped out of bed and ran straight downstairs.

Mother Nila Sutherland was wearing a pink floral dress and a white apron tied around her waist. She walked towards the door while wiping her hands.

Nila opened the door and stuck her head out, looking around a little confused. She was thinking about who pressed the doorbell, when she heard two coughs coming from below.

Nila lowered her head slightly, and saw a gentleman who was about one meter tall, with his hair neatly combed to both sides, wearing gold-rimmed round-rimmed glasses, a decent little suit, and neat cuffs and shiny leather shoes.He was touching the button in the middle of his suit with his left hand, and he put his right hand into a fist and coughed softly, with a helpless look on his face.

"Hello, ma'am"

"You must be Mr. Delal Sutherland's mother."

Nila looked at this scene and covered her mouth with her hands, apologizing repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean to be rude."

"I'm extremely sorry. I am Dral's mother. My name is Nila Dral."

"you are?"

The husband straightened his already neat clothes and was about to speak when urgent footsteps came from the stairs behind Nila.

Hearing the voice behind her, Nila turned sideways and looked behind her, and it was Delal who was running down the stairs.

"Hello, I think this is Dral Suitland."

Jumping over Nila, Mr. looked at Dral who had just ran down the stairs and said. Dral, who had just stood at the door, looked at the man in front of him and smiled, "Hello, sir." He turned to look at his mother beside him. .

"Mom, this gentleman should be here to see me. Should we invite him to come in and sit down?"

Nila looked at her son who had matured overnight after waking up from a faint.

Turning to face the man in front of him, "Of course, since we are looking for Delal, we are the guests. I have prepared some finger biscuits, teacup cakes, and freshly brewed black tea. So, sir."

"What shall I call you? Sir."

"Filius Flivi, madam"

"Well, Mr. Flitwick, would you like to taste my finger biscuits and morning tea?"

Flitwick bowed lightly, "I'm very willing, ma'am." and winked at Dral behind Nila.

"Then come with me, Mr. Flitwick." He turned to Drald who was standing aside and said, "My dear, you haven't washed up yet. Go and wash up. After washing up, come to the restaurant and eat your food right away." Breakfast, little slacker”

Flitwick followed Nila to the living room on the first floor, smiled slightly when passing Dral, and then walked forward.

Dral, who was standing there, thought as he watched the two people leaving.

Professor Flitwick, who has goblin blood, does not let others see that he is special. Is it magic or is it just that? Professor Flitwick has superb magic skills and a kind personality. He is also a Ravenclaw professor, which is not bad.

With a grin on his face, he turned around and walked upstairs, ready to wash up.

"bang bang bang"

Back in the bedroom, the horned falcon on the windowsill tilted its head toward the boy at the door, staring at Delal.

"You must be waiting for my reply, right? It may take a while, young man."

The plate of dried fruits on the desk caught Delal's attention. Delal approached the desk, took a handful of dried fruits and put them on the windowsill.

"Excuse me, please eat something first. Once confirmed, I will give you the letter and ask you to take it back."

The horned falcon looked down at the dried fruits at his feet, and then looked up at the boy, as if to confirm.

Delal's red eyes looked at the handsome young man in front of him with a smile.

"Eat, it's all yours."

The horned falcon looked at Dral and smiled, as if he had confirmed it, lowered his head and started eating snacks.

Dral glanced at the Horned Falcon, turned around and went out to wash up. When Dral finished washing, put on a clean white shirt and black trousers and went downstairs, Nila was sitting opposite Professor Flitwick. , the rise of chat.

Sitting next to Nila is a traditional British gentleman. He is listening to the conversation between the two with interest. His short brown hair is neatly combed, he is wearing a decent brown suit and the newspaper he was just reading in his hand, showing a picture of A steady temperament.

"In other words, you come from the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry you mentioned, the best wizarding school in the UK, right?"

Professor Flitwick took a sip of the black tea in his hand, put it on the table in front of him, and replied firmly.

"The best magic school in Europe, ma'am."

Nila covered her mouth lightly and smiled and said, "Okay, the professor is from the best magic school in Europe."

"So, according to what you said, our Dral is gifted with magic, and because we are who you said you are,"

"Muggle, ma'am, the wizarding community's nickname for anyone who doesn't know magic and doesn't believe in the existence of magic."

"Yes, that's it, Muggles, because we are Muggles, so you are here to prove to us that magic exists, right?"

"That's right, ma'am."

Just as she was talking, Nila saw Delal coming to the living room after washing.

"Come here, honey."

Dral, seeing Nila waving, walked to sit next to Nila.

Nila held Delal's hand and said

"This, Professor Filius Flivi comes from a magic school called Hogwarts, the best magic school in Europe."

"We were waiting for you. The professor said he wanted to show us some magic."

Seeing Dral's arrival, Professor Flitwick straightened up slightly and pulled out a short black stick from his suit.Tap the tea cup on the table "Transfiguration"

Following the spell, the teacup in front of him rotated and twisted into a gorgeous kingfisher, flying up and down around Professor Flitwick.

Nila looked at everything in front of her with surprised eyes.

"Oh my God, is this true?"

"Of course it is true, ma'am." After Professor Flitwick answered Nila's words, he waved his wand forward lightly, and the kingfisher flapped its wings and flew to the table.Then it rotated and twisted and turned back into a tea cup. The tea in the cup was still exuding a hint of heat.

Professor Flitwick stood up, straightened his clothes, bowed slightly towards the couple, and saluted, "Ms. Nella Sutherland, Mr. Johnson Sutherland, I think the purpose of my trip has been achieved, then Huo Huo Gwartz awaits Mr. Delal Sutherland's reply."

He turned his head and looked at the boy who stood up. "Let me say one more thing. I think that Dral's choice of Hogwarts is definitely a wonderful choice for himself."

"After confirming your enrollment, send the envelope back to Hogwarts. An owl will bring a message telling you how to get to the magical world."

"Goodbye then, ma'am, sir."

Neela quickly stood up and said, "I'll see you off, Professor" and then followed Professor Flitwick outside the room.

The house suddenly fell into silence, and the gentleman sitting next to him said, "Dral, we really hope that you can have a good future. We even thought about your future when you suddenly became mature after your accident."

"But like Professor Flitwick said, this might be a wonderful choice for you."

After seeing off the guests, Nila walked in and looked at the boy who was talking to Johnson, staring into his eyes, her eyes full of seriousness.

"Your father and I neither agree nor object. The magic displayed by Professor Flitwick surprised both your father and I. Your father and I originally reached a preliminary intention before you came down."

"If he's a liar then we'll ask him out, but if magic does exist then the choice is yours."

After hearing the meaning of his parents' words, Delal stood aside, his red eyes flashing with thought, and then said firmly to his parents who were seeing him.

"I want to go to Hogwarts, I want to go to Hogwarts!"

After hearing Delal's firm answer, Nila turned her head and made eye contact with Johnson.

Then Johnson said, "Now that you have decided, go ahead, my child, and go to Hogwarts. We support your choice."

"Thank you, father"

Delal's eyes were full of excitement and excitement.

He crossed the living room, looked out the window and murmured to himself

"Hello, Magic, I'm here!"