Snakes in Hogwarts

Owls have always been a good helper and partner of wizards.

Unlike pigs, these little guys who are active at night have an extraordinary magical affinity. With a little training, they will send letters to any corner of the world.

Even more amazing is that owls are born with a very magical sense of direction. Even if the address is not written on the letter, they can still deliver the letter to the recipient.

After being trained, the owl can simply understand what the wizard said, and the best can even communicate with the wizard to some extent.

As far as I know, there has never been a situation where the Owl cannot find the recipient, unless the latter uses an evasion spell, a disguise spell, or a blocking spell to prevent the owl from finding itself.

Silvanus Kettleborn "The Neglected Owl"

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"Don't eat that, you can't eat that!"

"Hiss your nonsense, I can smell its fragrance!"

"Don't eat, I'm poisoned!"

"Fart! I was fooled by you last time."

"Gan! Save me some!"

"Next time, definitely next time! Slightly, I'm finished!"

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Seeing the giant python walking away after eating and drinking, Andros threw out the firewood in his hand angrily.

He had just put the hare caught on the barbecue grill, and was about to add some firewood, but the damn python picked it up.

It has been more than 20 days since they first met. During this time, one person and one snake have more or less established the initial friendship.

And this kind of quarrel or daily jokes caused by food problems can also be seen as a sign of their friendship.

Andros even gave the python a name, Ivar.

A Viking leader active in the ninth century, once led an army to invade England, and Mother Nancy mentioned this name when she told them a story.

After that day, as if dependent on Andros, Ival always came here from time to time to eat and drink.In general, they get along pretty well, although episodes like today will happen from time to time.

But snakes are very savvy, and from time to time, Ivar will bring a few hares whose bones have been twisted in return.

It seemed that it had decided to settle down temporarily in this forest, and this decision made life even more difficult for the uncomfortable hare race in the forest.

Judging from the dry feces and the fuzzy footprints, they seem to have moved away from this area, all to blame for this damn python!

Angrily glanced at Ival, who was looking toward this side in the woods not far away, and Andros waved his hand gently.

The firewood scattered on the ground floated into the air driven by a mysterious power called magic, and then piled up in the corner of the room by his waving his fingers.

Counting the days, I should be about to receive the Hogwarts admission letter!

After realizing that this is an unscientific but very magical world, Andros began to force himself more consciously to become familiar with the magic in his body.

There is no way, who told me that it was not good when I came across?

If he wants to survive the dangerous plot that year after year, he needs to exercise his magic power from now on.

For this reason, he would return to the orphanage unless he was eating, and at other times Andros would stay in his secret den, secretly practicing magic.

Although there is no magic wand and matching magic teaching materials yet, Andros can still control the magic in his body, allowing them to act according to their own will to some extent.

Let the barbed wire bend, let the wood fire spontaneously, or let Ivar float, and then throw it into the stream outside the hut.

This is not a wandless cast, it is just an exercise to improve one's control of magic.

If only there was a magic wand and a spell book, and then everything in the house was cleaned up in order, Andros thought with regret.

For safety reasons, he did not choose to enter Diagon Alley in advance. Instead, he planned to wait until the enrollment notice was delivered to go to Dijiao Alley to purchase school supplies accompanied by the professor.

As a wizard from the Muggle world, there is really no reason to know the entrance to the wizarding world in advance.

"Hiss~"

"Do you dare to come back?"

"Isn't it just a rabbit, so angry?"

"Isn't it just a rabbit? Did you know that this is the only animal we caught in the past three days? Your arrival has kept the creatures away from this area." Andros replied irritably.

"Thank you for the reminder. In this case, I have no reason to miss this rabbit."

"Asshole, I should have thrown you in the sewer, wait a minute, what's in your mouth?"

"An owl, I found it standing on the treetop just now, staring at you motionlessly, so I grabbed it and gave you a meal. How about it? It's interesting."

"It's pretty much the same, you have a conscience."

"Wait a minute, what did you just say? An owl?"

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"Hiss~What are you doing so excited, isn't it still alive?"

"You call this alive?"

Seeing the owl on the ground that was still twitching and the tan feathers scattered around, Andros just wiped out his good mood.

Especially when he saw something dangling from the owl's mouth, he just wanted to pull out the giant python beside him and cut it into slices and then put it on the grill for barbecue.

Snake meat, should this be delicious?

"Of course, hiss, I promise it was alive when it came out of my mouth." Aside, Ival was still teasing Andros' fragile nerves with words.

"Did I tell you not to prey on owls." Andros stared at the python beside him, he was really angry.

It still doesn't listen to what I have clearly warned about!

After realizing that this is Harry Potter's world, he has been telling the python not to prey on owls, just for fear of things like today.

If you didn't go to Hogwarts on time because owls were eaten as food, that would be really wrong.

So, sometimes the development of things is so magical, the more you don't want it to happen, it will happen to you.

When he saw the torn apart letter on the owl's ankle, Andros trembled with anger.

"Hiss, so I didn't hurt it. I don't believe you, it's just a bit suffocated by me." Ivar blinked slyly. It was just joking with this not very smart two-legged beast. .

Otherwise, it would be easy to crush the owl's bones with the python's prey habit.

"Give me to stay on the side!"

Andros, who understood that he had been teased by the giant python, only felt that his blood pressure was rising exponentially. He waved away Ivar, and then knelt down and gently fiddled with the owl on the ground with a branch.

To be honest, he didn't really care about the life and death of this owl, as long as he could fly back alive.

Because he still needs to send a reply letter to the school.

This is the most critical.

What he didn't know was that his worries were unnecessary. For those families that did not reply, Hogwarts would continue to use owls to post letters and send professors to visit.

Andros carefully checked the poor owl. Indeed, as Ivar said, there was no obvious trauma to its body. It just fainted temporarily because of lack of oxygen. However, after Andros moved away from the ground. After Feather read the letter tied to his leg, the blood pressure that had gradually calmed down once again soared.

"Come on, tell me what's going on?" Picking up a letter that was torn apart and even mixed with a large amount of drooling, Andros' voice sounded faintly trembling.

"Ah, you said this."

Perceiving that the atmosphere was not right, Ival spoke with Andros while slowly retreating towards the edge of the forest.

"It was struggling so hard when I sent it over. Besides, how did I know that there was something on its legs? You didn't tell me, hiss, I went to see the trap we laid yesterday. I go first."

After speaking, it went into the woods without looking back, and soon disappeared.

Sooner or later I will be pissed off by it!

Picking up the owl and using magic to pick up the broken pieces of letter paper on the ground, Andros returned to his hut very depressed.

On a broken table with only three legs, he worked hard to stitch the letter into its original appearance.

This may be the worst Hogwarts enrollment book ever. Looking at the mysteriously disappearing lower half of the letter, Andros can only think about it like this.

London

In the forest behind the Feng's Orphanage,

Hut in the woods,

Mr. Andros Lobach received.

Fortunately, the recipient's address written in emerald green ink on the pale yellow envelope can still be seen clearly.

"I don't know how they found here! It's a magical magic." Muttered softly, Andros put his gaze on the broken letter paper.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry,

Principal: Albus·(No more behind)

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You have been approved to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The semester will be in September...

(For the rest of the content, please look in Ivar's belly.)

In addition, Andros also pieced together a broken list, think it should be things that need to be purchased before school.

Blame that damn smelly snake!

Forget it, let's write a reply first.

Andros pulled out a few pieces of letter paper from one side, and pulled out a broken pen from the backpack next to him. The dean of the orphanage is indeed a good person. She serves these homeless children in the orphanage. They teach them voluntarily and teach them to read and write.

For these orphans, knowledge is the only way for them to change the future.

I am very happy to go to Hogwarts to go to school, but I don't know where to go to buy the items on the list. If I can, can I send a wizard to help me?

My address is...

In addition, this letter delivery owl seemed to have encountered some accident. It fainted outside my cabin, and even the letter tied to its legs was torn incompletely.

Yours faithfully, Andros Lobach.

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Finished, Andros packed the letter and tied it to the leg of the owl who was still in a coma.

Then just wait for the owl to wake up and send the letter away, and then wait quietly until the professor comes.

Which professor will be here?

I hope it won't be the old bat spirit who has been stinking.

By the way, there is one more thing. Taking a glass mirror with a missing corner in his hand, Andros quietly stared at himself in the mirror.

It was a thin boy, wearing shabby but still neatly fitted clothes, his face was calm, he did not seem to be overly excited about entering the magical world, under wild black hair, a pair of yellow The eyes are shining.

Putting aside those eyes that are different from ordinary people, he is actually pretty good. Although he is only eleven years old, his facial features that gradually grow into a handsome man can also be encountered in the future.

However, these eyes are so special. They stared straight at himself in the mirror, staring at the black vertical pupils in those two eyes. Andros thought helplessly. He had a vague premonition. Being able to talk to snakes is probably the result of these eyes.

I still need to think of a way to cover my eyes. Being too special is not a good thing after all.

what can we do about it?

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In the evening, Hogwarts Castle, Scottish Highlands,

The principal’s office is located on the eighth floor of the castle.

This is a spacious, bright round room. Opposite a large headmaster’s desk, a tall, serious witch is sitting there quietly. She should be quite old and her face is full of tiredness. Wrinkles and eye sockets that have been deeply sunken.

She was wearing a pair of square glasses, and there were some fancy amber patterns on the temples. It could be seen that the witch seemed a little puzzled. She blinked a pair of green eyes and looked quietly at the other side of the desk.

"Albus, is there anything wrong with calling me over so late?" the witch asked, her voice sounding as serious as her own.

On the other side of the desk, behind the golden principal’s chair is also a tall and thin old man. He looks extremely old. His silver hair and beard are long enough to fit into a belt. He is wearing a silver suit. Gray robes, or pajamas, these weird dresses of wizards are really confusing.

The old wizard wore a pair of half-moon glasses, but this couldn't hide the shining light in his eyes.

It was a pair of sea-blue eyes that were enough to many people's souls. They seemed to have the magic power to see through people's hearts, but they were cleverly hidden by the glasses they were wearing and the kindness and naughty that frequently appeared from the eyes.

"Some trivial things, I hope it didn't interrupt your rest, Minerva." The voice of the old wizard sounds like a gentle spring breeze, which makes people unable to feel a sense of resistance.

"You know, I usually don't go to bed so early. I need to prepare the lesson plans for the new semester."

"Yes, yes, you are always so diligent, Minerva. Now it is a holiday, and we need to relax a little bit in order to give the students good teaching in the new semester, why not study Felius What? I heard that he went on vacation to Majorca."

A trace of yearning flashed in the eyes of the old wizard, and he also hadn't given himself a vacation for a long time.

"If there is a chance, I will consider it. Do you have anything else to ask me?"

"I believe you may have heard of it. Tonight, a little guy who went out to deliver a letter flew back and suffered serious injuries."

"An owl delivering letters to new students was attacked? Yes, I heard Madam Pomfrey talk about it." The witch pursed her lips.

"Professor Kettleborn is not here, I have to let Hagrid take care of the injured little guy. Apart from Kettleborne, only Hagrid knows these animals best in the castle. So far, he is doing very well. The little guy’s mood has stabilized."

"But, generally speaking, the owl messengers trained by wizards will not have any problems! I mean, they are always very vigilant to avoid all kinds of dangers, unless they are used by some dark wizards to evil Spell."

"This is what's interesting, Minerva. I didn't feel the residual magic power in that little guy. According to Hagrid's feedback, the little guy only had a few strangulations. Excessive fright, this is the conclusion Hagrid gave ."

"This is weird."

"Look at this letter again." While speaking, the old wizard picked up a letter from the desk and handed it to the opposite witch.

"Is there any problem with this? These words only seem to be written by a little precocious boy."

"Yes, an interesting little guy. He is the recipient of the injured owl. If you can, can you bring him to purchase school supplies for school?"

"Of course no problem. This is what the Hogwarts employees need to do."

The two talked briefly, and after saying goodnight to each other, the witch got up and left the principal's room.

"What do you think?"

After the witch left, the old wizard asked towards the surrounding walls. It seemed that he was asking about the portraits hanging on the wall?

The magic happened. After the witch left, the portraits that had been motionless came back to life. They were chattering, and there was a feeling of humming in the headmaster's room with only one person.

"Did you know, Albus, I have only seen bruises like this when pythons hunt. They will crush the bones of the prey first and then swallow them whole." On the wall on the right, Said a wizard with a goatee.

"That's why I said, that's an interesting little guy, Phineas."