Reborn at Hogwarts

Chapter 1 The Heir of the Pure Blood Family

The room was silent, and the evening sun shone in through the open windows, leaving a ring of golden marks on the floor.

In the corner near the window, a spider quietly crawled out of the shadows, hanging from the spider silk, and deftly landed on a desk full of sundries. It stayed on the edge of the desk for a moment, and then noticed the boy who was leaning over the desk and writing hard. After a little hesitation, it moved its eight long legs and crawled towards the wall, preparing to stay away from this behemoth.

However, the next second, the sound of flapping wings suddenly sounded in the room, and an owl swooped straight in from the window, rushing towards the spider that was about to leave like lightning. The boy lying on the table was taken aback, and when he looked up at the owl, it had already returned to its cage hanging by the table, combing its feathers leisurely.

"I've never heard of owls eating spiders." The boy muttered, put the half-written letter aside, and stretched out his hand to the owl in the cage. The latter raised its paw so that the boy could remove the letter tied around its ankle.

The envelope was brown and said "A LETTER TO Ivan".

Ivan turned it over, and there was a wax seal, a coat of arms, and a capital "H" surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake.

Without showing any joy, Ivan stared at the "H" letter for a while, and then slowly pulled out the letter.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(President of the International Federation of Wizards, first-class great magician of Sir Merlin, chief magician of Wizengamot)

Dear Mr. Vesemir:

It is a great honor to receive your letter, but we have to regret to inform you that you do not meet the admission requirements of our school..."

Seeing this, Ivan has no interest in continuing to read.

He sighed in disappointment, casually threw the letter on a stack of thick books, and leaned on the back of the chair in a daze. After a while, the boy shook his head, straightened up, stuffed the letter back into the open envelope, and put it back on the table.

Staring at the familiar logo on the envelope, Ivan only felt a tightness in his chest.

The sliver of hope that was originally held was completely shattered after this attempt.

I thought that after accidentally coming to this world where magic existed, I could also master this magical power, but I didn't expect that I had no talent for magic at all.

It would be fine if I was born in a Muggle family, and there is no possibility of being exposed to magic in this life. Even if I accidentally encounter a wizard who is casting a spell, the relevant memories will be erased, just out of sight and out of mind.

He was born in a wizard family, a well-known pure-blood family in the UK, and even had some kinship with the "Sacred Twenty-Eight Clan".

His father, Jon Vesemir, also holds a high position in the British Ministry of Magic. He is the director of the Department of Management and Control of Fantastic Beasts. Although he is a Qingshui Yamen that almost no one cares about on weekdays, he himself is considered a high-ranking official in China. big shot.

It is conceivable that when the only son of the current head of the Ministry of Magic was revealed to be a disgraceful Squib, the public opinion would be a sensation.

During that time, Mr. Vesemir was chased and intercepted by groups of reporters almost every day, and was even chased to the door of his house once. If it was not for the existence of the "International Statute of Secrecy", those fanatical wizard reporters would probably directly The spell blocks Mr. Vesemir's path.

Ivan was lying on the window of the room on the second floor looking out, and he immediately recognized that the woman rushing to the front was Rita Skeeter, a writer for the "Daily Prophet". The person was knocked off, but she didn't care, her face was full of excitement.

Because she got the only positive response from Director Jon Vesemir to this matter: "Get out of my house! Don't disturb my life with my family!"

Afterwards, this experience was embellished by Rita Skeeter and then appeared on the front page of the "Daily Prophet". In the following half a month, countless letters were sent almost every day. When they arrived at Vesemir's house, most people accused Director Vesemir of his "vulgar behavior" towards reporters, and a small number of anonymous letters launched various personal attacks on Ivan, thinking that he had "lost his innocence". The face of the blood family".

During this period of time, the frequent presence of owls even alarmed a TV station in a distant country. It is said that they specially produced a program for this purpose.

The unsettled Vesemir family had to choose to move and bought a house in the Muggle community in London, and the situation gradually improved.

Ivan understood that the reason why the Vesemirs chose the Muggle community was to avoid the overwhelming owls, and on the other hand, they hoped that he could integrate into the Muggle society and not suffer discrimination in the world of wizards.

Ivan was deeply moved by the kindness of the Vesemirs. After careful consideration, Ivan also decided to make one last effort before his eleventh birthday, that is, to use his family's owl to give money to the children who were already living at this time. Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, wrote a letter, hoping to get help and advice.

"...It's completely over now."

Ivan sighed and stopped thinking about these things. With the road ahead already cut off, it's time for him with an adult soul to shift his goal to things other than magic. Maybe he can use magic props to satisfy his curiosity in the future, but this will only be after dinner entertainment.

The boy cleaned up the messy table, put Dumbledore's reply in a book, and left the room.

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