[Comprehensive] The daily life of bear children

Entering the Rainbow Bridge this time, Gal felt as if he had fallen into a full-automatic drum washing machine used by Muggles. He was dizzy, dizzy, and sick after being stirred. The atrium gave 'a sense of ease.

'Could it be that the Rainbow Bridge is also watching people order dishes?This time, without Saul by his side, the attitude turned 180 degrees? '

He murmured in his heart.

Then, finally, it landed.

Gal slowed down, then slowly opened his eyes, and subconsciously called out, "Damian?"

No one answered.

He couldn't help but looked around and found himself standing in an empty room with nothing around him.

"Damian, where are you? Don't scare me"

The little wizard was a little scared and wanted to cry: "Where is this? Where is Mom? Damian?"

Just when he was at a loss, a door suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Moreover, outside the door, there was a whisper of talking and walking.

Cal hesitated and looked around again, wanting to find a place to hide first.

Now, he has participated in many adventures, and he is no longer the silly, white and sweet little wizard who fell on a pirate ship and confessed all his details. Expose yourself so quickly.

But the house was empty, and there was no place to hide for a while.

At this time, he thought of the gift given by the hobbit in time-the ring that can help people become invisible.

So, he immediately picked up the ring and put it on his finger.

Just at this time, the door was unscrewed.

"Father really didn't lie to me, there really is such a room."

A lively voice sounded: "The House of Response, a magical house where wishes can come true."

"The appearance is quite miraculous, but in such an empty place, can you really respond to requests?"

The other voice sounded lazy, and said with full suspicion.

"Since it has magically appeared, it proves that at least 80.00% of the possibilities are true."

The lively voice said, "I don't want to do any bloody history of magic homework anyway, the professor is crazy, let's do 30-inch papers, are you kidding? We're only in first year!"

"I don't want to write either, but how do you use this room?"

Another lazy voice said: "It's empty, there is no pen, how can you help us write?"

"Maybe there's an elf in it, a house elf similar to a house elf, or a wishing elf... No, no, I don't mean to be insulting, it's just like a house elf that specializes in work, and this house elf is responsible for fulfilling our wishes ?”

"Do you really think so?"

"Relax, think about it without breaking the law... Well, how about we leave our homework here and come back tomorrow to get it?"

"tomorrow?"

"Yes, the homework is due the day after tomorrow. If there is a problem tomorrow, it can be saved."

"...Well, listen to you."

They took out a bunch of books, parchment, and quills from their schoolbags and put them on the ground, as if they were really counting on some ethereal house elf or wishing elf to help them complete their homework.

Then, they hooked their shoulders together, turned around and left laughing and laughing.

During this process, Gal kept hiding aside, even breathing in a small voice, and watched them leave nervously before taking off the ring and revealing his figure.

"That guy with glasses looks so familiar."

The little wizard frowned and thought, "But I really haven't seen him before. Besides, the clothes they wear are Gryffindor College uniforms, are they students? Could this be Hogwarts?"

Thinking of this, he was a little excited and a little bit at a loss.

"So, I finally managed to come back? But why am I at Hogwarts? A few days ago, my 11th birthday has passed. Will Hogwarts reissue my admission letter? Am I Should I go out now and find the professor and the principal to contact my parents? And... where is Damian? Has he returned to the United States?"

A series of questions came to mind.

Then, he subconsciously set his sights on the things left by the two Gryffindor students just now, and stepped forward, intending to pick them up and examine them, looking for some clues.

Suddenly, he realized something was wrong.

In the British wizarding world, there is a joke that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Whenever a little wizard enters school, the oldest elder in the family will send out something like "Oh, since I was in school, Hogwarts' admission letter has been like this, even the things to bring, The textbooks to be bought are all exactly the same, and they really haven’t changed for hundreds of years.” Such ridicules and complaints.

But in fact, have the textbooks and courses of Hogwarts really never changed?

A prestigious school that has been passed down for thousands of years and is famous throughout Europe, is it all based on conformity and self-styledness?

This is obviously impossible.

But if there is a change, then how to explain the fact that the teaching materials required in the notice have not changed?

In fact, the answer is very simple - the book is the same name, but there are different versions.

To give a simple example, students in Muggle schools have to take math courses, and every year freshmen have to buy math books when they enter school, but do students in every class buy the same math books?

I want to know, definitely not.

Because, every year, there will be an added and revised version, but after the revision is completed every year, it is still called mathematics.

The textbooks at Hogwarts are the same, no matter how many years, no matter how many times they have been changed, standard spells are still standard spells, and History of Magic is still called History of Magic.

Before Gal left home, although he was not yet of school age, he had seen Scorpius and Albus's textbooks.

At that time, because Hermione Granger served as the Minister of Magic.

This former female academic master once paid close attention to education issues. Although the names of textbooks are still those names, the content has been greatly increased, and some previously ambiguous places have also been carefully interpreted.

For example, the history of magic textbooks, in addition to recording the past history, also has a part of the content of modern history, including the two rises and failures of Voldemort.

Analyzing the reasons and summarizing the lessons have always been popular questions in magic exams in recent years.

The reason for this...

Firstly, it is to return the truth to the people; secondly, it is also an advantage in public opinion, telling everyone that Voldemort is wrong.

Therefore, the new version of History of Magic is as thick as half a little finger compared to the old version of History of Magic.

In addition, to commemorate Harry Potter's contribution to the wizarding world, the cover of the new edition of History of Magic is a high-definition full-body photo of Harry holding his wand solemnly and looking firmly ahead...

Gall was very impressed by this, and felt that his grandpa Harry was so handsome.

But the book on the history of magic that he picked up from the ground is only a few dozen pages thin, and on the cover, there are four small figures standing in front of a castle, which is very abstract and incomprehensible.Turn over a few more pages and check the year of publication... Well, the old stuff from [-]s.

The little wizard held the History of Magic without tears.

He suddenly realized that his life, or the way home, had gone wrong again.

He continued to lower his head in frustration, trying to find more clues, and happened to see that the first page of this History of Magic textbook was signed with his name in a quill: James Potter.

Then, as if thinking of something, he hurriedly picked up another textbook and opened it, the first page was also written in elegant cursive script: Sirius-Orien-Black.

"Merlin!"

The little wizard held his head in pain and complained: "I have come to an era when my parents were not born again! Sol's Rainbow Bridge is a counterfeit and shoddy product. I want to complain! I want to claim compensation!"

at the same time,

Damian also discovered the space-time disorder.

Because right in front of him, a man with two knives was eating a chicken taco.

Of course, it’s okay to eat chicken tacos. The problem is that the newspaper that wraps the tacos says XX, [-], [-]X.

"Are you hungry?"

The man eating the chicken taco suddenly stopped and asked, "Kid, I noticed you've been staring at my chicken taco for a long time."

Damian snorted coldly, ignoring him.

"Okay, okay! No one is having a good time these days, I can give you a quarter, and you can use it to fill your stomach, so don't stare at me."

The man muttered to himself: "Why, don't you want to? One third, definitely not more, I can't eat enough for myself... Comeon, don't be like this, don't you have to share Half way? I'm hungry too."

He struggled and babbled away, just for a chicken taco.

Damian finally couldn't take it anymore.

He walked to the small stall selling chicken rolls and asked coldly, "Do you accept gold coins?"

The stall owner raised his eyes in surprise and nodded repeatedly.

Damian threw out a gold coin and said, "Two Mexican chicken tacos, you don't need change, I'll reward you."

One minute later, he stood in front of the man with two knives again holding two full portions of Mexican chicken tacos: "Want to eat?"

"Of course I do. Is it for me? My God, I know that good intentions will be rewarded! A good person will live a safe life! I offered to give you half of it just now, and now you want to give me back the whole? It's great, praise God..."

"Call the boss!" Damian said.

"What?" The man was stunned for a moment, and soon continued to chatter: "This is not good, I am much older and taller than you, and..."

Damian interrupted him again: "Shut up and call the boss!"

The man only struggled for three seconds.

Then, he shouted very unscrupulously: "Boss!"

For a big chicken taco.

After getting the chicken roll, he ate it voraciously while continuing to say, "Boss, what's your name. I'm Wade Wilson, a Canadian mercenary, very powerful. By the way , Boss, are you a child of a rich family? Do you want a bodyguard? Boss, I can fight well..."

Damian bit the chicken roll expressionlessly, the veins on his forehead twitched violently, and he felt a thousand flies buzzing in his ears! ! !

The author has something to say: go out to play, fly today, return on Monday, so, the latest update is relatively late, and it will return to normal on Tuesday!