Chapter 3 Trying to Letter with an Owl

"Good morning, Dad!" Xiao Fanlin lowered his head and sat on the chair at the dining table. The housekeeping aunt had prepared the breakfast sandwiches and milk early and placed them in front of Fanlin!

"Good morning, Fanlin." Mr. Al lowered his head and looked at the newspaper in his hand. "Oh, the stock of Rost Building Materials Company has fallen by another 0.5 percentage point. This is really good news!" Mr. Al casually grabbed the milk in front of him and drank it in one gulp.

"What's wrong, Fan Lin, what's wrong with your left hand? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Mr. Al raised his head and looked at the unnatural little guy in front of him with confusion. He stood up and walked over, touching Al Fan Lin. head of. Grabbing the little guy's left hand, a particularly beautiful ring caught Mr. Al's eyes.

"Dad, I don't know what happened to this ring. When I woke up in the morning, it appeared on my hand. I can't take it off." Xiao Fanlin looked into Mr. Al's eyes unhappily and lied to him. The person looks a little guilty.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't see any reaction from his father. He raised his head and called out, "Dad, what's wrong with you!"

Mr. Al came to his senses from the confusion just now, and he knew the origin of this ring.

That's right, this is the ring that little El Fan Lin's mother has worn all year round. It wasn't until Al's mother died that the ring fell off Al Fan Lin's mother's hand. Then the ring became strange. Disappeared, Mr. Al did not expect to see this ring on his son's hand again!

"You said you can't take off this ring, right?" Mr. Al looked a little downcast, and suddenly thought of the terrifying identity of little Al Fanlin's mother. Mr. Al seemed to understand something, but he still refused to give up and said, "Is it really impossible to get it?"

"Yes, Dad, this ring seems to have grown on my finger. I feel that it is one with me." Xiao Fanlin was afraid to look into his father's eyes! Said timidly.

"I don't know what's going on." Fan Lin's little face turned red because of his guilty conscience, but Mr. Al obviously didn't care about this!

"Oh, it's okay!" Mr. Al came closer and hugged little Fanlin Al's body. "Wear it as long as you wear it. This is yours. This is inevitable... right?"

Touching little Al Fanlin's head, Mr. Al was a little at a loss. He didn't know how to face the fate of his child, but as an adult. You always have to face it, right?

Squatting down, a smile appeared on his face!

"Fan Lin, you are at home today. You must listen to the housekeeping aunt, don't run around casually, and finish your homework. You can play your favorite games for a while!"

I looked at my watch and saw that it was past eight o'clock and I was already going to work. I hurriedly tidied up my appearance, touched Fan Lin's head, and walked out the door!

With the bang of the door, Xiao Fanlin's heart fell back into his stomach. It seemed that his father didn't care about the ring. Although his father's behavior when he got up in the morning seemed a bit strange to him, it did not affect him. The mood of a child.

Hold on to the curiosity in your heart and finish the homework that you must do every day, such as piano, vocal music, and Chinese learning. These things are always good at killing time. At least Xiao Fanlin likes these things!

A person who is devoted will never notice the passage of time. When his fingers drop the last note, the midday sun shines through the window, making the room warm, making people want to have a good rest. one time.

But Xiao Fanlin's eyes kept turning. From time to time, the corner of his eye drifted to the basement he had just visited last night. He remembered that there was a book of spells there, about magic!

Unable to contain his curiosity, El Fanlin trotted all the way and entered the dark basement again.

Pull out the "Encyclopedia of White Magic Spells" from the bookshelf, open the slightly yellowed pages, and look at it carefully: Spells are a medium for performing magic, which can be divided into two types: wand-based spells and wand-less spells. kind! Among them, wandless spellcasting requires a lot of practice, making magic a habit. However, most wandless spellcasting can only reach the level of intermediate magic, such as coma spells, obstacle spells, etc., while advanced white magic can only be found outside Agmanis. , the wizard needs to catch the power of the wand and communicate with the magical power! At the same time, spell casting methods are also divided into sound casting and silent spell casting. Silent spell casting requires the mage to have a considerable degree of profound magic power and corresponding mental power before it can be cast!

All of this is inseparable from the application of magic spells. As a medium for the mage to communicate with the magical energy in the body, magic spells are one of the most critical steps in casting spells. It is crucial that every wizard should practice a lot and understand the spells they learn!

After reading the simple description of magic on the title page, little Alfanlin became very interested in it. White magic and magic wands all teased little Alfanlin's immature mind. Just like that, the door to the magical world opened, and through a small gap, the child in front of him felt the magical side of the magical world.

Regarding the attempt of the flying spell, this was difficult for the little Fan Lin Aier. "AccioDictionary." The dictionary on the table flew up and flew halfway. Suddenly, a ray of light flashed and the dictionary fell heavily to the ground with a muffled sound!

"Fan Lin, what are you doing upstairs?"

Mr. Al is obviously very puzzled by the strange noises coming from Xiao Fanlin's room these days!

"It's nothing, Dad, it's just that I knocked the dictionary and dropped it to the ground." Xiao Fanlin looked very frustrated. In three days, Xiao Fanlin could only make this damn dictionary fly a certain distance. From the novelty at the beginning, The constant failures up to now have made Xiao Fanlin feel a little frustrated!

"Oh, then you should pay attention to yourself and don't be careless."

"I got it, Dad!" Xiao Fanlin quickly replied, slapping his little face with his hands. Obviously, the failure in front of him was not enough to defeat him.

Listening to the muffled sound coming from upstairs again, Mr. Al couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I really don't know what this kid is busy with all day long!" He lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. Obviously, Mr. Al didn't intend to find out. After all, everyone should have their own little secret.

Ever since Little Al became sensible, he has always been so reassuring!

"Mr. Al, here are today's newspapers and letters." The housekeeping staff placed today's newspapers and letters on the coffee table in front of Mr. Al.

"Oh, Harvey, my friend, you are inviting hatred." Looking at the photo, Harvey is holding a big fish in the sun, sea water, and beach. Looking at the scene in the picture, Mr. Al, a sense of yearning arose! He reached out and touched his chin, the fine stubble, "Should I go on a trip and relax..."

"Dong dong dong... dong dong dong..." Mr. Al raised his head along with a regular sound of knocking on the glass. An owl stood on the window sill of Mr. Al's house, using its pointed beak to keep tapping. Looking at the window, there should be a letter in his mouth.

Open the window, reach out and take out the letter held in the mouth of the owl. On the parchment is a beautiful coat of arms. The middle is shaped like a shield, consisting of a gold lion on a red background, a copper eagle on a blue background, a black badger on a yellow background (He and silver on a green background). It consists of a snake, surrounding a capital "H". On the back of the letter, there is a line of beautiful words written, "No. 67 Privet Drive, the innermost room on the second floor, Mr. Fan Lin Eyre."

"Fan Lin's letter?" Mr. Aier looked at the envelope over and over again, feeling a little surprised. "Who would write a letter to Xiao Fanlin and deliver it via owl?"

The owl that had been standing on the window sill seemed to sense that the man in front of him would not give him anything to eat, or a copper nut, screamed, pecked Mr. Al's hand, and then flew away!

"Oh, no!" Mr. Al retracted his hand. The damn owl dared to peck him, which made him feel very angry. However, thinking of the letter in his hand, Mr. Al once again focused his attention on him. on the envelope in hand.

Looking at the elegant coat of arms on the lacquered mouth, Mr. Al opened the envelope in a strange way! Suddenly, Mr. Al froze there as if he had been struck by lightning!

Dear Mr. Van Liner:

I am pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in advance. Enclosed is a list of books, materials and equipment required for first grade. The semester is scheduled to start on September 1st. We will be waiting for your owl to reply before July 21st.

Vice-Principal: Minerva McGonagall