Chapter 419 Thoughts on the way home
‘Cast spells freely. In the magical society, I am also considered an adult. ’
Andrew looked at the official document and nodded.
From now on, all the spellcasting restrictions on underage wizards have lost their effect on him, and he can even feel that he has thrown off the last shackles - speaking of it, he can feel it a long time ago Until now, I have been bound by the magic of the trace silk contract, but due to the law, I have been unable to lift it.
But after he got the official document written by the Minister of Magic, the underage contract magic naturally became invalid.
"What is it? Can I see it?"
Norman asked curiously, but he couldn't help it. Taylor brought the letter and stood there looking at it without any response - it couldn't be magic. Did the Ministry give me some medal of honor or something like that?
In short, with those things, even if he entered the Ministry of Magic as an intern in advance, he wouldn't be able to accept it. As far as Taylor's grades were concerned, it wouldn't be a big problem.
“Let’s see.”
Andrew smiled and handed the thing to Norman.
‘So short? ’
Norman looked at it, and then looked at it again.
Then, Andrew saw Norman's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and his whole face showed an extremely sour expression as if he had eaten a lemon.
"My birthday is in April, Taylor."
"Oh, I know, I will prepare a gift carefully," Andrew smiled and took the letter, "Of course, you can tell me the specific date. You have to tell me, April alone is not enough.”
"I can't officially cast spells until I have Easter vacation!"
Norman is feeling bad - he can't even think about badges or anything like that, and achievements he can't even hope for, but right now, this is too disappointing. People are envious!
"It's almost, within a few days. You see, the sixth graders don't have to celebrate their birthdays, others can do it. It's just a few days, Norman."
Andrew He patted Norman on the shoulder and walked back in a happy mood - a better spell casting notice had come, and he had no worries when he went back this time.
'There is only one small problem left. We have to take the Hogwarts Express back tomorrow, which is really too fast...'
Andrew shook his head and complained, but he had no intention of using the more convenient Floo powder - since we have said that we should enjoy the vacation, it is better not to be too special. Besides, it is not a waste of time on the train. You can read a book without talking. , the food on the dining car is pretty good to eat occasionally.
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‘I really am, why do I think it’s good to come back by train? ’
Andrew scolded himself silently, but still had a smile on his face - London is so big, how could he meet it?
Do all trains in the UK have to pass through London and then return?
If there were no acquaintances in front of him, he would have flown back through the Floo network according to the skills he set up, and then transformed into a train ticket. Anyway, with a template, he could make exactly the same thing, which he could play with when he was in second grade. Tips.
"Speaking of which, Andrew, you haven't been back for Christmas for a long time. Your boarding school is really weird. I wanted to write to you, but I don't have your school's email address."
The boy who is two years younger than Andrew has the strongest desire to explore. I don’t know how you’re doing, but we fight every day and occasionally get corporal punishment, but they can’t beat me, hehe.”
“Same, there are always fights, and they especially like to avoid the professor. , the students were divided into cliques," Andrew recalled and tried to choose what he could say.
“Hey, you must be good at fighting,” the young man looked at Andrew with admiration. With this height and complexion, although he is not fat, he can tell at a glance that he is not the type to be bullied in school. He didn't pay attention when he was in elementary school. Now that he has finished middle school, he suddenly knows how scary the school outside is.
"Are you the leader, Andrew?"
"Me," Andrew thought for a moment. The leader should be the prefect. He is probably out of business, but the student union is considered a reserve?
“I’m not old enough, but I played well with them.”
“That’s really awesome.”
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Although it was very tiring to sit down on the train, he was mentally fine - a kid in the first grade of junior high school is easy to fool, but he still thought a lot.
Especially a very critical issue.
How to see Hogwarts and even the entire magical world from a Muggle perspective, and how to make the magical world not seem so inconsistent.
This was the first time he thought about this question. The answer was a bit rough, but it was enough to coax a first-grade child.
‘Speaking of it, there are so many special places about Hogwarts. Being the only school cannot be a simple matryoshka doll. ’
The small, middle and high schools in the Muggle society are screened out layer by layer, but Hogwarts is not. It recruits the vast majority of wizards of the right age in the British wizarding world.
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'So, it is normal for there to be a lot of gangsters and even some bad guys, but as for top students, the upper limit is ridiculously high...'
'But this is actually irrelevant, the key is , preschool education is too disjointed, and there is not even a complete preschool education. It depends entirely on the students' home education. Those born from Muggle families will be better, and those born from wizard families are still far behind even if they drink potions...'
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'But I can't recommend Hogwarts preschool, can I? At most, I would suggest some enlightenment textbooks such as correspondence textbooks. ’
There is nothing you can do about correspondence education. Many places without magic schools rely on correspondence education. Hogwarts also collects a batch of textbook licensing fees every year, but that Andrew just understands it.
Why does he, an office handyman, do so many things?
‘But now that I think about it, this loophole needs to be plugged, and it depends on which professor is willing to bear the curse of not being a wizard - I am just a suggestion anyway, and I don’t write it at that level. '
Students will have richer imaginations when they have more knowledge. Only when they have imaginations, will the entire magical world progress. Andrew has no intention of relying solely on himself to climb the technological tree to the information age bit by bit. .
‘That’s it. I’ve decided to mention it to Professor McGonagall when I get back and see which professor is willing to bear this insult. '
"It's finally here, Mrs. Camille must be very happy!"
The child next to him didn't expect that Andrew, whom he admired for just a moment, had come up with such a terrible idea, and his face was filled with tears. All smiles, "You never come back for Christmas, she always thinks you are being bullied!"
Bullying?
What a strange vocabulary…
Andrew thought for a while - yes, he did not bully the students, he just arranged the confinement in accordance with school rules.
So, he smiled very reassuringly.
Mrs. Camille had asked about his grades before and felt that there was a problem with his language learning.
This time he is not afraid of the assessment at all. Although he cannot get the certificate because he has not seen the original, but this time he learned the Latin for real, and he still has the authentic accent of a clergyman!
(End of this chapter)