The morning bell rang seven times, and as the sun shone through the window into the house, the eleven-year-old Jon helplessly opened his eyes and crawled out of the warm bed.
If he didn't get up soon, his mother's voice would probably be heard all over the street again.
"How can a growing child not get enough sleep? Especially on a weekend morning. " Jon muttered as he brushed his teeth, "Parents never consider a child's feelings. This rule is true all over the world."
The eleven-year-old Jon Smith was born in Greenwich Town, southeast of London. This town was famous because of the Meridian Line. Now, because of the relocation of the observatory, it had become a tourist attraction.
The Smiths had lived there for generations. If there was anything different about it compared to other people's homes, it was indeed a little bit.
This was also something that had a huge impact on Jon's worldview.
His biological mother, the current mistress of the Smiths, Lynn Smith, was a witch.
Jon was completely convinced that he had really come to the magical world written by J.K. Rowling based on some of his mother's remarks.
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Jon Smith, whose Chinese name was Jon, was a reborn person.
As a successor of socialism who grew up in the 21st century, he studied hard under the strict urging of his parents. Although he wasn't very talented, hard work paid off. A month before he died, he had just received a postgraduate admission letter from a university.
This made his parents very happy, and they completely relaxed their control over him. They didn't even stop him and his friends from traveling to England.
Then he met with an accident and died in a car accident in a foreign country.
In his previous life, Jon had never been a well-behaved child — at least not in the eyes of his teachers and parents. But in his spare time, he was keen on reading articles about mysterious things and legends. While others paid attention to celebrity news, Jon paid attention to "academic results" such as decryption, magic, weird stories, and famous scientists who turned to philosophy and other "academic results".
The Harry Potter series was the most successful work in the magical world, so he naturally wouldn't miss it.
However, this should not be the reason why he transmigrated into the world of magic!
Of course, the overall situation had already been decided, and complaining would never solve the problem. At least when he went abroad, he bought an insurance policy that the beneficiaries were his parents. He still had his younger brother at home, so he didn't have to worry about his parents in their old age.
Therefore, after experiencing the repeated reconstruction of his worldview as a baby, Jon completely accepted this fact.
He was reborn as a child of a Wizard and was about to become a little wizard.
"Jon, what are you doing?! Come down quickly! "
Hearing his mother's voice, Jon hurriedly rinsed his mouth, put on his shirt, and went downstairs.
Mr. Loff Smith was reading a newspaper at the dining table on the first floor. Although his wife was a witch, he was an ordinary man.
As a professor of sociology at the University of Greenwich, Mr. Smith, who already had status and money, showed considerable interest in the fact that his wife was a witch. He even wanted to enter the Wizard World to investigate, but unfortunately, Mrs. Smith had always prevented this from happening.
"Dad, hasn't my letter arrived yet?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, dear. I think if there's a letter for you, your mother will inform you immediately, right?"
Mr. Smith winked at Jon, apparently reminding Jon not to forget his father's little "wish."
Jon remained silent and pretended not to see it. He turned to look at the kitchen and saw Mrs. Smith coming out with a plate of chips. She looked like an ordinary housewife, not like a witch at all.
Of course, this was just a facade. As her son, Jon knew very well that this housewife was actually an employee of the Department of Mystery Affairs of the British Ministry of Magic.
This department was very mysterious and had no sense of existence. Even Jon, who had read the original book several times and remembered the basic plot, had no impression of this department except for the fight in the prophecy hall.
However, since Jon was born, this job had become dispensable — at least, Jon had never seen his mother work.
Well, she was a housewife.
Jon silently complained in his heart and stuffed a chip into his mouth. Although he had eaten his mother's cooking for several years, the chips were still delicious.
The family gathered around the table to eat breakfast. The scene was warm and harmonious.
Of course, there was also an owl with light green feathers, "Kali," who was Mrs. Smith's pet.
"Logically speaking, the school will send the acceptance letter here before tonight, but even if it doesn't, there's no need to worry. Maybe you're not old enough. Of course, this situation is very rare."
Mrs. Smith saw her son's nervousness and comforted him.
Jon nodded calmly and suppressed the nervousness in his heart. Half of this nervousness was because he was finally going to enter the Hogwarts that he had thought about countless times in the past, and the other half was that he was worried that he would not be old enough to enroll in the school this year and would have to wait until next year. Although in theory, he was old enough, but there was always the fear of accidents — he really did not want to have anything to do with the trio of Harry Potter protagonists.
At least until he had the strength to protect himself, it was better to have as little contact as possible.
Fortunately, his worries did not come true. Halfway through breakfast, an owl flew in through the window, dropped a light yellow envelope on the table, and then landed next to the owl, Kali.
The two owls touched each other's beaks and then shared breakfast in Kali's lunch box.
Mrs. Smith reached out to add bird food to the lunch box, and Jon picked up the letter with his father.
Just like the description in the book in his memory, the envelope was made of thick parchment, and the address was written in emerald green ink, without a stamp.
Jon turned the envelope over and saw a wax seal, a shield coat of arms, and a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake circled around the letter "H".
Greenwich — 56 Kettering Avenue — Eating Breakfast — Mr. Jon Smith
"Oh! This handwriting is really good. "
Mr. Smith seemed more excited than Jon, as if he was the one who was about to go to the magic school. "Let's open it quickly and see what's written inside."
At this moment, Jon, who had completely calmed down, of course knew what was written inside. He had read the passage about a dozen times. After all, he was once a child who loved Harry Potter.
Which child would not want to be a student of the Hogwarts?
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