Chapter 3

Peter York opened the envelope excitedly and looked at the familiar content inside

"Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Federation of Magic, President of the Wizards Association, First Class Wizard of the Order of Merlin)

Dear Mr. York: We are pleased to inform you that you have been allowed to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Attended Gwartz School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Attached is a list of required books and equipment. The school is scheduled to start on September 1st, and we will be waiting for your owl to bring your reply before July 31st.

Sincerely, Deputy Headmistress (Female) Minerva McGonagall."

Peter York then picked up the pen, and under Christine's puzzled eyes, handed the reply envelope to the owl who was still eating the cake.

The owl seemed very smart, nodded humanely, grabbed the envelope and rushed into the darkness. in the night

"Ding, the host successfully obtained the Hogwarts admission notice and was awarded 10 points!"A mechanical voice suddenly sounded in Peter's mind.

"Why did the system suddenly cheat you? I thought you had disappeared!"Peter was a little surprised that this system that he had been immersed in for three years appeared again.

The system did not answer Peter's words, but mechanically showed in his mind that he had 10 points at this time. After waiting for a long time and not hearing a response from the system, Peter gave up. OK, exited the panel

"Peter, you can't believe there is a magic school, this is a typical prank! Why did you reply?"Christine was surprised by her nephew's performance, because he usually behaves like an adult, and it is difficult to see childish behavior that is consistent with his age.

At this point, Peter York did not want to hide his only relative. Although Christine has a very flying personality, But he was very kind to his nephew, and he never coveted the York family's dukedom and property like other noble families.

"Auntie, do you remember my pet Field? That's a phoenix!"

"Field, that turkey? Are you kidding!"Kristen looked like you were joking.

Hearing Kristen call Field a turkey, Peter York rolled his eyes.

Every time he was called a turkey, Field wanted to spit on this woman. Fortunately, he comforted her in time. This also caused Phoenix Field and Kristen to not deal with each other, not even letting Kristen touch her.

Peter York didn't expect her to believe it immediately. He shouted"Field!"".

A fire burst out in the living room, and then a noble and gorgeous golden-red bird appeared in the fire. It dragged its long tail feathers and kept circling, making a sweet sound.

Field stopped on Peter York's shoulder , rubbing his head against him. Then he turned his head unhappily to the woman who said he was a turkey, with a look of disdain.

Peter York looked at Field's little temper in a funny way, comforting the phoenix whose soul was tortured, and said to Christine said:"Field is a phoenix and I am a wizard!"

Kristen was stunned by another wave of shock. The information that her nephew was a wizard had a greater impact on her than Field turning into a phoenix. The wizard in her impression was an evil image, and her thoughts suddenly changed. Don't come here

"Wait, let me reorganize my thoughts... My nephew has become a wizard, and he has a phoenix that looks like a firebird! God, am I dreaming?"Kristen grabbed her head frantically and muttered to herself

……

On July 31st, Peter York and Christine were sitting in the living room early waiting for the arrival of the magic school professor.

Christine is not interested in magic, but Peter York is her dear nephew, so she wants to make sure Hogwarts is safe.

At this time, the butler Welsh came in and said:"Miss, sir, there is a person outside who claims to be from Hogwarts school and wants to see the earl!"

Peter York stood up to greet him. He didn't want to give in to Hogwarts for the first time. The professor made a bad impression.

Walking through the garden and looking at a serious-looking woman in gray robes and a pointed hat in front of the door, Peter guessed that she must be Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor.

Peter York was a little excited to meet the characters in the story

"Hello Professor, my name is Peter York. I received a letter from Hogwarts. I thought it was a prank at first."

Professor McGonagall looked at the beautiful boy in front of her and smiled a little.

"I am Minerva McGonagall, Head of Gryffindor and your Professor of Transfiguration. Mr. York, if you're ready, it's time for us to go!"

"Wait, professor! My aunt is a little worried about my safety in the magical world, so……"Peter York said apologetically and introduced him into the manor.

Professor McGonagall obviously looked understanding, nodded and said,"Of course! Mr. York. After all, many parents in the Muggle world don't understand Hogwarts. I will explain it clearly to your aunt!"

Over a cup of tea During the time, Professor McGonagall made Christine very fond of what she called the safest school in the world.

Peter on the side rolled his eyes secretly in his mind. He knew very well that in another two years, after the savior Harry Potter enters school, disasters will happen every year in Hogwarts.

Rejecting Professor McGonagall's request to take the bus, Peter asked Wales to drive him and Professor McGonagall to the Leaky Cauldron.

The Leaky Cauldron was sandwiched between a large bookstore and a record store, but invisible to ordinary people. Peter and Professor McGonagall walked in.

Perhaps because of the back-to-school season, the bar seemed a little lively. Some people who took the initiative to greet Professor McGonagall were startled when they saw Peter York.

"Oh, Professor McGonagall, here to pick up new students again?"Bar owner Tom greeted with a smile and looked at Peter York again,"What a beautiful boy. I hope you go to Hufflepuff, which is the college where I graduated."

"Thank you, sir, and have a nice day!"Peter York said sincerely and elegantly.

He walked through the bar and followed Professor McGonagall to the backyard, a small patio with walls on all sides. There was nothing here except a trash can and some weeds.

Professor McGonagall took out her wand and Knocked a few times on the wall tiles

"Remember, Mr. York, use your wand to point here and count three pieces up and two pieces across the way! And, welcome to Diagon Alley!"

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