Chapter 129 Letter from Hogwarts

With the arrival of summer, the temperature is gradually increasing.

At this time, only air conditioning can soothe the heat.

Miss Granger met a friend during last year's Christmas vacation. He was two years older than her. Although she didn't know which school he went to,...

Hermione looked at the densely written scratch paper in her hand. He must be a top student, right?

A few years ago, she left the preparatory class and entered Dragon School. After doing the math on her fingers, Hermione discovered that in another year, she would go to a girls' school.

"Which school should I choose?" Hermione's thoughts drifted away.

Just then, Mrs. Granger exclaimed from downstairs, "Oh, my God?! Hermione, dear, I think you might need to come down?"

Hermione jumped down from the chair, and with the sound of "thump thump thump", she came to the living room.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Hermione immediately saw her mother standing in the living room, holding an envelope in her hand. For some reason, that letter had an irresistible attraction for her.

Hermione was a little panicked. She looked at Mrs. Granger, then at the letter, and swallowed, "Mom, what is this...?"

"I take it this is a letter for you?" Mrs. Granger held up the parchment envelope, which was written in emerald green ink:

Miss Hermione Granger.

The mother and daughter looked at each other. Finally, Hermione took the envelope from her mother's hand and asked in a puzzled tone, "Who could send me a letter? Besides, the parchment envelope looks really old."

Mrs. Granger chuckled softly, "Oh, this is really a fashionista. Retro style is popular now, and sending letters in parchment envelopes is very popular!"

Hermione wrinkled her little nose, opened the envelope with a paper knife, and opened the letter. Just one glance made her exclaim:

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?!"

The Granger household was particularly quiet today.

The reason was that the admission notice that disturbed the family's mood was lying on the coffee table.

Mr. Granger looked at the envelope in his hand suspiciously, "How did this letter appear in our mailbox?"

Mrs. Granger shook her head, "I don't know either."

"Hmm... So, Hermione, dear, what do you think?" Mr. Granger looked at his daughter, wanting to hear her opinion.

Hermione's eyes were bright and she seemed very excited. She cleared her throat, "I think this is really incredible! I actually received an acceptance letter from a magic school!"

"Okay..." Mr. Granger slapped his forehead and said with some dissatisfaction, "If this is a prank letter, I will beat that brat so hard that he can't get out of bed."

Mrs. Granger rolled her eyes in total disbelief.

"But the question is, where should we look for this school?" Mrs. Granger looked at the back of the envelope, "Well, Hogwarts Magical Learning."

Mr. Granger picked up the letter and looked at it carefully. "They don't seem to have an address..."

"Okay, dear." Mrs. Granger put down the envelope, looked at Hermione, and said seriously, "I think we can ask in the newspaper to see if anyone knows this so-called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. "

Just then, the doorbell rang.

The Grangers stopped communicating and looked at the door curiously.

"Who will come today?" Mr. Granger asked strangely, "I don't think I invited Cliff to go fishing?"

"I didn't invite Elsa to do her hair either." Mrs. Granger looked at Hermione, "Is it Robert who is here to give you extra lessons?"

"Um?" Hermione was a little dumbfounded. This seems impossible, right?

Mrs. Granger seemed a little angry. She glared at Hermione and said angrily, "Hermione, it's fine for you to go to someone else's house to make up lessons, but it's too much to call someone to your home to make up lessons. Robert also has to study. !”

Hermione nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Since you invited me here, go ahead and open the door yourself." Mrs. Granger waved her hand and handed over the door opening to Hermione.

Miss Granger looked helpless, but it seems that I didn't ask anyone to come to the house?

But it was useless to say more. Under the power of her mother, she still moved to the door obediently.

First, he opened the small window on the door and took a look. An older but elegant-looking woman was standing at the door. She was wearing a dark green dress, with a small bag hanging on her arm and a bag on her head. Wearing a sunhat with flowers on it.

"Mom! It's someone I don't know!" Hermione exclaimed, as if she heard her voice, the woman nodded towards her.

Mrs. Granger heard this and ran over, "You don't know someone?"

Looking through the small window on the door, the woman seemed a little impatient. She said directly, "I'm sorry for visiting, Miss Granger, but your fireplace doesn't seem to be connected to the Floo Network. Let me introduce myself. I am Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Minerva McGonagall.”

"It's the person in the letter!" Hermione exclaimed!

After looking in the direction of the living room, Mrs. Granger finally opened the door.

"Hello, Ms. McGonagall." Mrs. Granger greeted, "Excuse me, is this..."

Professor McGonagall was very tall. At this time, she had to lower her head slightly to explain her purpose to Mrs. Granger.

"As far as we know, there are no wizards in the Granger family. In order to let you understand the magical world, professors or Ministry of Magic staff will come to explain it every year." Professor McGonagall paused, "Of course, we are only responsible for telling Granger Melon wizards and their relatives, what wizards are.”

Granger and Hermione looked at each other, and then she turned sideways and extended an invitation to Professor McGonagall, "In that case...Ms. McGonagall, would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

"It's my honor." Professor McGonagall nodded and walked into Granger's house with a serious expression.

Mr. Granger was a little uncomfortable with the sudden arrival of a guest at home, but thinking about the other person's identity, a witch, made Mr. Granger full of curiosity.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has a thousand-year history and is the best magic school in the world. We will recruit young wizards who are over 11 years old every year..."

"The school adopts a boarding system, where you can learn magic and use your talents correctly." Professor McGonagall introduced his school slowly, "We call people without magic talents Muggles. Like Mr. and Mrs. Granger."

Hermione raised her little hand, "Excuse me?"

Professor McGonagall nodded, indicating for her to ask a question.

"Excuse me, what is a wizard?" Hermione asked curiously.

Professor McGonagall thought for a while, took out his wand, and pointed at the teapot on the table, "Simply speaking, a wizard is a person who can cast magic, probably like this."

As the Grangers watch in shock, the teapot transforms into a tabby cat.