[HP]How to become a swordsman at Hogwarts

On an ordinary street in London, pedestrians who usually come and go in a hurry today subconsciously looked at a place where a little oriental girl stood. Orientals are not uncommon in London, but there are very few who look so exquisite and dress like they are cosplaying.

The little girl's name is Linlang, her age is erratic, she can be called 11 or 311. The main family members have a mother who can be a fairy but a human, a father who can be a human but a demon, and a father who should be a demon. A master who prefers to find people to fight with, a brother (maybe an uncle) who can live forever but wants to be a ghost to find his biological father and wife, a sister who has become a ghost and still has to run errands back and forth between ghosts (maybe also an uncle) Aunt), a very handsome brother who has little bald head, a brother who can turn into a human but wants to be a flying potato, and it is said that there is also a good-looking sister with a gentle personality, but she has never had the chance to meet her because she is too busy at work. . (The above only represent Linlang’s personal opinions)

A week ago, when I went to learn martial arts from my master, I went with him to see a pond that had been closed for a long time. Unexpectedly, when I got home, my mother took her seriously and gave her a fortune telling. After the calculation, she took her father to find the master. After chatting for more than an hour, I came back and gave her a homework, saying that "it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books" (in fact, their family doesn't study much), and asked her to find something at the other end of the pond, and then casually More than a hundred years of experience and so on.

It was her first time traveling alone, and even though she had a mission, Linlang was very excited - although just looking at her expression, there was no hint of excitement at all. Until she stood on this strange street, she found that the hair and dress of the people on the street were stranger than those in the devil world. The buildings on the street were regular but unfamiliar. What ran on the road were not carriages but iron shells, and the words they spoke were even more strange. She had never heard of it before and realized that although the world on the other side of the pond was the human world, it was not the human world she was familiar with.

Fortunately, her family had already thought of this possibility and prepared a lot of various kinds of things for her. As long as she could find a place to pawn things, she would always be able to find suitable things in exchange for the things in this world. Currency, the only problem now is how to find a place to pawn it.

While she was struggling, something suddenly bulged in Linlang's arms. Knowing that this was the courage to accompany her and have something to say to her, she followed the example of others and leaned against the wall of the house behind her, lowering her head and pretending to be silent. The way he plays with his hands is closer to courage. In fact, according to her original hearing ability, she should be able to hear clearly without having to lower her head. But she just came to a new place and she was trying hard to obtain information about the world, so she heard too many things, and her head kept buzzing. It was buzzing, but I was afraid of missing some important information and didn't dare to stop.

Courage saw her approaching, and hurriedly told her what he had discovered: "Gulugulugulugulugulu. (I can't stand here anymore, what you're wearing is too strange for them, and you're the only child for so long, The lady over there is ready to find the government servant to help you. There is a bookstore at the corner in front, you can go to the bookstore first)"

Courage's mind-reading ability is much better than Linlang's hearing. This world has too many chaotic sounds compared to the demon world. It is still a bit difficult for her to quickly filter out useful information from it. She breathed a sigh of relief. He put his detection of the outside world back within 50 feet and walked briskly in the direction Courage said.

It was a quite large bookstore. There were various paper books neatly arranged on the bookcases. There were little tadpoles on the spines of the books. Linlang, who had not read for a long time, was intimidated. She felt dizzy before she even started reading: Mother I'm lying to you, I said, "It's better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books." Why do I still have to study even though I'm good at it?

Linlang, who was drowning in the ocean of knowledge, didn't know which book to pick up. Her soul could only help her perceive the emotions and general meanings in other people's words, but it couldn't help her read unfamiliar words. But the clerk was already looking at her. , if it weren’t for the serious face no matter what happened over the years, which is quite convincing, the clerk might have already come up, and now he can only bite the bullet.

She quickly scanned the store twice and finally saw familiar text in a small corner. That section was all Chinese-related books. What made Linlang even more happy was that there were several books in both Chinese and English. She compared them left and right. , you can learn faster, and the courage in your arms quietly reads books from the gaps in your clothes to study together.

When Linlang quickly finished flipping through a dictionary, a world map, and a novel, she was finally able to understand some of the words spoken by people around her simply by relying on her own English. She then ran to the children's section and read an illustrated encyclopedia. The whole book can barely be regarded as giving me some basic understanding of the world.

Seeing that it was getting late, Linlang put down the book and decided to solve the money problem and sleep problem first. Otherwise, she would be like the hero of the novel she just read tonight, sleeping in the park under a newspaper, although she often slept in the open air. As for sleeping, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it, but in this world, this kind of behavior seems to mean that it’s very miserable, so I’d better not try it.

Linlang recalled the information about London she had read in the book, and decided to go to Chinatown first. There were more Chinese there, which was suitable for her now. However, she did not have the money to take a car or the subway, so she had to walk. She hoped that she would be able to pass by her house on the way. A gold shop or something so she could exchange some pounds.

Taking out a small compass, Linlang repeatedly recalled the route map she saw on the map and walked confidently toward the southwest. After walking several streets in a row, Linlang suddenly stopped and looked at a dilapidated bar on the roadside. It was sandwiched between a bookstore and a record store. It was small and had only one door and a small patch of dirt. The stained glass window was stained, but Linlang felt strong mana fluctuations.

Courage also sensed the unusualness of this store, and whispered to Linlang: "Gulu, gulu, gulu. (Other people walking by don't seem to be able to see this store.)" Is this a store opened by the legendary monster? The story of her parents and brothers slaying demons flashed through her mind, and she didn't know whether she was nervous or excited. Linlang's hands were trembling slightly, and she asked the courage in her arms: "Then do I want to go in and have a look?"

"Gulu gulu gulu. (The person behind you can also see the store and is wondering if he wants to come up and ask you)"

When Linlang heard Courage's words, she turned around suddenly and met the eyes of a red-haired boy behind her. Unexpectedly, she would suddenly look back at him. The boy's brown eyes suddenly widened. Linlang looked up and down at the suspicious "little monster" in front of her: It turns out that monsters look no different from ordinary people, and they are quite cute.

The boy was very familiar with him, and he quickly put away his surprise, and even came up to talk directly: "What are you looking at?" After confirming that he had no ill intentions and that he could not beat her, Linlang answered very honestly: "I'm looking at this door between the bookstore and the record store." The boy looked very surprised: "You can really see it. Are you also a student at Hogwarts?"

"What is Hogwarts?" Linlang recalled all the books she had read today, but she didn't have any impression. The boy said seriously: "Oh, when you are eleven years old, you will be taken there, where you will have to fight a giant to decide which college to go to, and then there will be a big black bat every day. You brew poison..."

Linlang became more and more certain that this was the territory of monsters. The monsters nowadays were so crazy that they actually said this to provoke her. Should she stand up now and destroy their den, or should she wait for this little monster to catch her? After Hogwarts is over, he will destroy their lair in one fell swoop?

Courage communicated with Linlang hesitantly: "Gulu, gulu, gulu. (He seems to be lying to you? But he looks very sincere, and it sounds very consistent with what monsters would do.)" Linlang was completely listening in front of him. I never thought that I might be lying to her, and I became even more confused: Sword Immortal is really not that easy to do.

"George Weasley!" A roar interrupted the boy who was still telling a story. A short, fat woman rushed over with several boys. One of the boys looked almost exactly the same as the one in front of Linlang. Linlang The two boys looked between each other in surprise: Could this be a clone technique? I've only heard of it before, but never seen it before. The little monster doesn't look strong, and it has such skills. Sure enough, there are no simple monsters.

The woman grabbed the ear of "George Weasley" in front of her: "How dare you and Fred lie to me together and sneak into a Muggle neighborhood by yourself? Do you know how dangerous it is!" George hurriedly said Begging for mercy: "Mom, look here is a little wizard who has not yet entered school. He will scare the little girl." He never mentioned that he was scaring the little girl just now.

Only then did the woman realize that there was a little girl looking at them curiously next to her. She quickly put on a kind smile and let George go for the time being: "Oh, my dear, I didn't scare you, did I?" Linlang felt a kind of sweetness to her mother. With an aura similar to that of a pro, he quickly shook his head and said obediently: "It's nothing, ma'am." After answering, he was in a daze, so he answered honestly.

Mrs. Weasley had tortured the boys at home a lot today, and finally saw a beautiful and well-behaved little girl with an increasingly gentle look on her face: "George said you are also a little wizard?"

What is a wizard? Is there a master dancer in the village in Miaojiang? Me too? Not a monster? How many more books do I need to read to understand this strange world? Linlang's eyes revealed a sense of confusion: "I'm not sure, I just can see this bar."

Seeing the question marks on her head, Mrs. Weasley explained to her: "That's right, Muggles can't see our Leaky Cauldron pub. You are a little wizard who can use magic. I'm waiting for your 11th birthday." Then you will receive the admission letter to Hogwarts, it is a magical school, you will like it." Before explaining, he did not forget to glare at George, and George spread his hands innocently.

So Hogwarts is just a good school? Linlang realized that she had really been deceived, and looked at the culprit. The boy looked a little proud. He didn't feel guilty about being exposed, nor was he embarrassed about being scolded by his mother. He showed a cheerful smile to her: "Primary school girl Well, my name is George Weasley."

Linlang responded reflexively: "Hello, my name is Linlang."