Chapter 4 Admission Letter from George Herritt

"Go to school?" Wright kept repeating these two short words in his mind. He really didn't expect at all that after traveling to the world of Harry Potter, he would actually need to go to ordinary school. A popular Muggle primary school. How to say this? The benefits of Juan Children's Welfare Home are so good?

Oak stood on the lawn of the garden, standing there like a tough grass. Wright was still holding the umbrella that belonged to him steadily for Oak, while Oak was looking at the sunshine outside the umbrella with admiration. He wanted to reach out and touch the brilliance of the sun that represented the birth of life. He wanted to do it more than going to school. But alas, he can't.

Wright came back from his random thoughts and saw Oak's expression almost instantly. Wright knew that Oak was also abandoned by his parents in the Juan Children's Welfare Home shortly after he was born, and was only one year younger than Wright. But because he was born with albinism, Oke's life is not as normal as other five-year-old children.

Oak had never been allowed to play in the sun, and not only his eyes, but his skin could not withstand the sun's rays. Even if he only went downstairs for a short time like today, Oak would still need to hold an umbrella to get out.

Wright held the umbrella with one hand and gently hugged Oak with the other hand, who was looking admiringly at the world under the sun outside the umbrella. He has also heard of albinism, but there is currently no cure for it. Medical treatment is ineffective, and physical therapy can only be used to reduce the damage to the patient's skin and eyes caused by ultraviolet rays.

Even if he is sure that he will be able to enter the magical world in the future, Wright is not sure whether there is a solution to albinism in magic.

"Oke." Wright patted Oke's back a few times. This was the best encouragement method he could think of and do at the moment.

"I know." Oak sniffed and looked away from the umbrella, turning to look at Wright. His voice sounded a little low, "But I'm used to it. Thank you, Wright!" "

"That's good." Wright patted Oak's back again, "Then I'll go find Mrs. Susanna."

"Okay." Oak nodded, "I want to stand here for a while."

Wright pondered for a while: "Yes, but not for too long."

After handing the umbrella to Oak, Wright turned and walked towards the building behind him. On the way to Susanna's office, Wright asked a kid he met and asked him to remind Oak to come back to the building later.

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"Boom!"

Outside the office door of Mrs. Susanna, the dean, Wright knocked on the door in front of him. Even if Oak hadn't mentioned it just now, Wright could know that Mrs. Susanna must be processing documents in her office at this time. Whenever she had free time, Suzanne would always be in the office dealing with documents that most women considered boring.

Wright always felt that Lady Susanna was like Demeter in Greek mythology, exuding a sense of responsibility for the children from the inside out. Susanna only showed her energy when she was around the children in the orphanage. She is obviously a very attractive middle-aged woman, but Wright has never noticed that Mrs. Susanna's hair has grown past her shoulders even once, nor has she ever noticed that Mrs. Susanna wears clothes other than black.

"Is it Wright?" Susanna's voice came from behind the wooden door, "Please come in."

Wright opened the door gently to avoid the sharp screeching sound caused by the old wooden door rubbing against the ground. Most of the donations received by Juan Welfare Home in the past were used to treat the physical illnesses of the children in the home. The remaining money was needed to pay salaries to the staff and provide the children's daily needs. Only a small amount was left. Part of the money was used to repair facilities in the orphanage. According to Mrs. Susanna's principle, only the children are the most important, and everything else can be moved back.

Mrs. Susanna was currently wearing a black dress and sitting behind a dark gray wooden table. Her short dark brown hair was meticulously taken care of. Her eyes quickly shifted from the documents on the table to Wright who opened the door, but she immediately lowered her head.

"Wright, your admission notice is on the bookshelf on the left." Susanna said very fast, without any pause in the movements of her hands.

Wright knew that Susanna could not be disturbed at this time. He walked quietly to the bookshelf on the left and found the admission notice that Susanna had mentioned almost immediately, because it was placed on the The top is also the most conspicuous place.

Wright looked at the envelope in his hand. The address on the surface of the envelope was written in pure black ink, and it was written in extremely graceful calligraphy: Juan Children's Welfare Home, Wright Pass.

Wright opened the envelope and took out the admission letter inside:

george herritt school

Dear Mr. Paz:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to George Heritage School. The semester is scheduled to start on September 1st. Please bring this letter to the school to register on that day.

July 25, 1984

But, why is it George Herriot School? Wright was a little confused and naturally asked Susanna his question.

"Suzanne, even if I go to school, shouldn't I go to those free missionary schools?" Wright asked Susanna behind the wooden desk, shaking the letter paper in his hand, "But why is this a letter from George?" Admission notice from Heriot School?”

"Of course it will be George Herriot School." Susanna said slowly, sounding like she had already finished processing the documents on hand. "Do you remember the families who wanted to adopt you?"

"Of course!" Wright nodded. The shadow energy fit perfectly with his body. A great benefit of this was that his brain was also transformed and strengthened by the shadow energy. Although he has not yet reached the level of photographic memory, Wright feels that his memory has been greatly enhanced.

It is precisely because of this that Wright has gained a reputation as a child prodigy in the surrounding area. In the eyes of many parents, he is almost a perfect child from other families. Coupled with his experience of being in a coma and sleeping for three years, many children who knew about this also regarded Wright as their idol, the most famous of which was, um, Oak.

"After the families who wanted to adopt you left the orphanage, almost every family left you a lot of money, and they also specifically designated that this money should be spent on sending you to the end of Edinburgh. "Go to a good primary school." Susanna said, "With those designated donations from other places, your six-year tuition fee will almost be covered."

"So I'm going to George Herritt School on September 1st?" Wright asked.

"Of course! I guess you won't refuse this thing." Susanna nodded without any doubt.