Salted Fish Professor at Hogwarts

Cadwallader Smith's home is in the Derbyshire Dales. His family has a farm of three hundred acres, or his father is a farmer.

A very traditional British farmer, but just yesterday there was an episode in their peaceful life.

His 11-year-old son actually received a letter, a letter with no return address, and a very old-fashioned envelope. After he read the contents, he threw the letter directly into it. Trash can.

The above content is really unbelievable. He actually said that his son will go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I really don't know what it means.

As for the owner of the letter, he didn’t know who would send him the letter, which made him very confused. Although Cadwallader, who was just 11 years old, wanted to keep the first letter he received, he was obviously too young. As a child, he did not achieve this goal.

For an 11-year-old child, the matter of receiving the letter yesterday was not as important as playing. The next day, he no longer remembered the matter of yesterday's letter.

He was being held in his father's arms at the moment, and the two of them were riding a horse together, carefreely letting go of their 60-odd cows.

After Regulus arrived in Derby County, he stood there to identify the direction, took out a map to determine his location, and then rushed towards the address of his target.

The alfalfa on the pasture was very tall, making it extremely difficult for him to walk. In order to save time and effort, he used a magic spell to control himself to fly, and then flew towards his goal.

When he flew about a kilometer, a country house with British characteristics finally appeared in his sight, a typical building mixed with wood and stone.

When he saw the house, he also came to the path. Once he found the path, he descended from half a meter in the air and walked closer to the house step by step.

When he came to the door, he stretched out his hand and started knocking. The door was opened from the inside, and a woman in her 30s appeared in front of him, looking at him with doubtful eyes.

"Hello, may I ask if this is the home of Mr. Cadwallader Smith? Is Mr. Smith at home?"

The woman was originally very confused, but now she heard that the other party came to see her son, and then she became even more confused and looked at him warily.

"This is Cadwallader's home. I am his mother. I wonder who you are? Why are you looking for my son?"

When the woman was asking questions, her vigilance had reached its peak, and she was staring at Regulus intently.

"Hello Mrs. Smith, first let me introduce myself. I am a professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and a wizard.

The purpose of coming here is to pick up your son to go to Hogwarts and help your son complete his preparations for admission! "

After the woman listened to Regulus' words, when she heard about the wizard, she thought of the letter she received yesterday. She originally thought it was a prank, but it had ended yesterday, but she didn't expect that someone would claim to be a wizard today. The professor came to visit.

Mrs. Smith's eyes were no longer staring at Regulus at this moment, but instead looking at the shotgun placed on the fireplace. She just wanted to pick up the shotgun and drive away the lunatic standing in front of her door.

Regulus looked at the reaction of the woman in front of him and her erratic eyes. After following her eyes and locking on the shotgun, he felt extremely tired.

'It seems that this job is really not easy to do!After just saying these few words, the other party actually wanted to kill me with a gun! '

Just as he was thinking this, Mrs. Smith on the opposite side said to him.

"You can come back later, it's not convenient for me to live at home now!" After telling him, the woman closed the slightly opened door, and the sound of locking the door also reached his ears.

"Damn it, this is the legendary rejection!" He said this sentence in Chinese. The moment the door was closed, the complaint gene in his body was activated.

Instead of opening the door, he was doused with cold water. Looking at the closed door, Regulus had no choice but to wait at the door. This time he was here to guide him. Little wizards don't come to school to have conflicts with ordinary people.

Moreover, as a member of ordinary people before, he completely understood the other party's current situation, and his behavior really matched the performance of a psychopath in the eyes of ordinary people.

Cadwallader and his father inspected the wooden fence bordering their pasture and found nothing before setting off home.

The two father and son were in an unusually good mood after this early morning round, just like a lord who had finished inspecting his own territory and rushed home happily.

The two approached their house and saw a person standing in front of their door. Mr. Smith was particularly curious about who this was.They are some distance away from the city. Usually no one comes here. I don’t know what this person is here for!

The two returned to the front of the house. Smith first stepped off the horse, and then took Cadwallader off the horse, and then looked at Regulus who was standing in front of the door.

"Hello sir, who are you?"

Finally seeing the rightful owner back, Regulus felt happy in his heart. It seemed that his work could continue normally.

"Hello, I am a professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and a wizard. This time I am here to guide your son, Cadwallader, to study at the school where I teach and learn how to become a qualified wizard. !”

He told the other party his identity, position, and purpose. It wasn't that he didn't want to use a language acceptable to the other party, but that he really didn't know how to explain it, so he could only introduce it according to the actual situation.

Mr. Smith was originally in a good mood, but after hearing these words, he fell into confusion, followed by the feeling of being entertained and played by others, and his mood immediately became worse. .

At this time, Mrs. Smith, who had just been rejected by Regulus, walked out of the house, and she was holding a double-barreled shotgun in her hand, with the muzzle pointed at him.

The moment he saw the gun, Regulus cast a silent spell without taking his hand off the staff.As the three of them watched, Regulus was slowly being covered by a suit of armor.

In the blink of an eye, a man covered in substantial armor appeared in front of them, and he completed all this under their gaze.

Nothing is scientific, but it's magical!

Regulus also did not expect that his Iron Armor Curse would have such an effect. The spell materialized and enveloped his whole body. This was the first time he had used this spell since he came back.

The substantial iron armor spell protected him inside. At this moment, he was like an ancient general wearing armor.

"Mr. Smith, I would like to ask your wife to put the gun down!"

"You~, you~, what are you~"