I'm playing Druid at Hogwarts

July in England is warm and humid, with light rain falling from the sky, prompting pedestrians to wear hats or hold up umbrellas.

On Privet Drive in Little Whinging District, a group of 11-year-old children were rushing home.

A swarthy little boy said: "Where do you plan to go to middle school? It would be great if we could continue to be together."

"Barry, this is impossible. I want to go to Smelting Middle School, which costs ten thousand pounds a year. Your family can't afford it." Dudley Dursley said with a proud face.

Several other people remained silent. The high cost of private schools was enough to dissuade most people from thinking about it, and free public schools were their destination.

A clean and beautiful little girl wearing a princess dress said to the handsome boy who was silent next to her: "What about you, Allen? If your family doesn't have money, I can help you pay to go to a private school!"

Alan Drew pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and responded politely.

"Afra, my family is not that short of money, and maybe I have a better choice."

Aphra is the richest eldest lady among this group of children. The reason why she hangs out with them is mainly because she likes Allen's body.

It's a pity that Allen doesn't like children, and he usually remains polite and won't accept expensive gifts.

Aphra was a little disappointed when she didn't find out Allen's target middle school.

As time passed, everyone left the team and went home one by one. Allen and Aphra politely said goodbye and returned to their home, No. [-] Privet Drive.

At this time, his parents hadn't come back yet. Allen packed things skillfully, then took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and started making today's dinner.

Allen's parents are middle managers of a large company and are very busy on weekdays, so they always fool around with dinner. Allen has been tortured since he was a child. After all, he is a time traveler from Blue Star.

After he became sensible, Allen began to learn cooking skills and recreate the delicacies he remembered from his past. Allen's parents also became his fans, so Allen cooked at home.

After working for more than an hour, the parents finally came back at dusk, and they happily enjoyed the delicious meal prepared by Allen.

"Son, have you decided which school you want to go to?" Mother Alice asked while eating.

Father Burton responded: "You can go to any school you want. Our family is not short of money." He came from the middle class.

"Let me think about it again, don't worry." Allen said this, but he was still a little anxious in his heart. Logically speaking, he was a child with magical talent, so why hadn't he received the admission notice yet?

Half an hour later, dinner was over, all the food on the table was eaten, and the mice were silent when they came.

The three of them lay on the chairs and enjoyed the happiness brought by the feeling of fullness.

"Son, whatever gift you want for your birthday tomorrow, anything is fine as long as you can buy it." Alice's gentle face was full of pride, and Alice had always been unstinting in treating her son.

"Yes!" Burton agreed very much. They wanted to give all the good things to their son Alan.

At this time, there was a knocking sound on the window. The three of them turned their eyes to the window, and Allen suddenly showed a look of surprise.

Alice was relieved: "It turned out to be an owl. I thought he was a bad kid from some family."

"Let me get rid of him!" Burton was about to get up, but Allen quickly stopped him and said, "Let me go over and take a look. Owls are very smart animals and will not knock on other people's windows for no reason."

Seeing Allen being so active, the two stopped blocking him.

Coming to the window, an owl with a reddish-brown coat and white lining tilted its head and looked at Allen, its big eyes revealing the brilliance of wisdom.

"Mr. Owl, what's the matter with you?" Allen's smile was very natural. The owl also felt that Allen seemed to have a natural aura, and suddenly became very docile.

The owl stretched out its paw and handed an envelope into Allen's hand. The envelope was written in beautiful and strict English.

[Collected by Alan Drew at No. [-] Privet Drive, Xiaojinhui District]

Opening the envelope, there was a letter inside, written on a piece of ancient parchment.

【Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry】

[Principal: Albus Dumbledore, President of the International Federation of Magic, President of the Wizards Association, and first-level magician of the Order of Merlin]

[Dear Mr. Drew: We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Attached is a list of required books and equipment. The semester is scheduled to start on September 31st.We will be waiting for your owl to bring your reply before July [-]st.

Your loyalty

Minerva McGonagall]

The standard Hogwarts admission notice broke Allen's calm mood. Ever since he knew this was Privet Drive in Xiaojinhui District, Allen had been looking forward to the arrival of this letter.

From the information gathered by Dudley Dursley, Harry Potter is the same year as him, which means that he will enter Hogwarts with Harry Potter.

After coming back to his senses, Allen immediately thought of an important issue. Although he was very willing to enter Hogwarts, his parents still needed to agree.

……

The three of them sat on the sofa in silence, with the Hogwarts admission notice on the table.

Mother Alice couldn't help but said: "This is just a prank. Alan is so smart. He will definitely go to Cambridge or Oxford in the future. He has never heard of Hogwarts."

Father Burton rarely smoked a cigar: "I agree with your mother, you can go to Smelting Middle School, and then go to the world's top universities, and your future achievements will definitely surpass us."

In fact, the parents can't be blamed. The letter said a magic school. For a pair of Muggle parents, it was impossible to believe in such a school with unknown origins.

Allen took a step back and said slowly: "The owl is still there. We can send a letter back and ask the teachers from Hogwarts to visit our home. We will make a decision then."

Alice and Alice looked at each other and agreed. In their hearts, they still didn't believe that the magic school was real. Since Alan insisted, they let him give up completely.

So Alan happily wrote back and asked the owl to take it back to Hogwarts.

In fact, it is normal for teachers to visit Muggle families. Muggles do not believe in magic, so naturally they will not let their children go to any magic school.

Only if they can deeply feel the existence of magic will they be willing to let their children go to Hogwarts.

It had been a day since the letter was sent, and Alan was anxiously waiting for a reply, while Alice and the two of them didn't believe that anyone would reply, and mostly just had fun.

During dinner time, Allen was a little distracted, and his parents planned to persuade their son that it would be better for him to attend a normal middle school.

At this moment, a clear and familiar voice sounded. Allen raised his head and rushed towards the window. It was the owl from last time, and the owl was still holding an envelope in its talons.

The family meeting is held again!

The content of the envelope is very simple. In two days, teachers from Hogwarts will come to visit your home!