Hogwarts Outsider

　　Matthew just felt dizzy for a while,

　　 Fortunately, this feeling of floating in mid-air did not last long, and his feet quickly re-established on the ground.

　　 Concentrated and looked around, he found that he had come to a strange space.

　　 It looks like a medieval hotel, it's spacious and dark. Half a candle burned faintly on the wooden table, the dusty floor, the paved bed, a few shiny oak furniture, the fireplace with green fire, the half-closed window, and a cup of heat Teng Teng tea...

　　 In the whole room, there is no one else except myself, but there are noisy sounds from time to time outside the room.

　　 Just as Matthew was thinking about whether to go outside to see--

　　 There was a "bang", as if the door of the room was pushed open.

　　 Matthew turned his head and saw a girl in a black trench coat rushing in:

　　 "Is it Mr. Matthew Wickfield?" she asked loudly.

　　 The girl in black is very young, judging from her figure and appearance, she may be 18 or 9 years old. No, the growth and development curve of Caucasian women generally develops earlier, and it is not impossible to be only fifteen or six years old.

　　 The door opening and closing movements were very random, obviously not alert to myself in the room.

　　 And judging from her relaxed expression, it doesn't look hostile.

　　 "Yes." Matthew nodded.

"I think you have a lot of things you want to ask me." The other party said straightforwardly: "But first of all, I want to tell you that you are a wizard. To be more precise, you should be a minor wizard; you just need to go through in Huo. With the study of Gwarts, you will be able to become an outstanding wizard in the future."

　　 Wizard, this is not a shocking fact. Matthew discovered this a few months ago.

　　 But he still tried to make a very surprised expression.

　　 "And I am Penello Krivart, the prefect of Hogwarts, and I will be your guide in the wizarding world." The girl continued.

　　 The name Penello Krivart is indeed a character in "Harry Potter" in my memory.

　　 That letter from Hogwarts should also be true.

　　 But, why does it feel weird in the dark?

　　 Matthew thought a little anxiously, but he didn't show this emotion on his face; instead he tried to be curious.

"Mr. Wickfield, perhaps in your past memory, words such as magic and wizards exist in fairy tales." Penello Krivart said openly: "But it is not the case. Magic exists in every corner of this world, but you were in the world where the Muggles were before, and you couldn't really touch it."

　　 She added: "Muggles are ordinary people who don’t have magical abilities. We wizards call them that way."

"Like this thin piece of paper, in just ten seconds, it will bring you from Northampton, 70 miles away, to London; this is the power of magic!" , She picked up a piece of letter paper on the ground and stuffed it into Matthew's hand.

　　 This piece of paper is the previous letter from Hogwarts.

　　 "This is London?" Matthew asked softly.

　　 "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can go to the window and have a look; Charing Cross Road is outside the window." The girl said with a smile.

　　 Matthew came to the window, and the noisy crowd on the side of the road proved that what the other party said was right. And if he remembers it correctly, when he accidentally ran into those mysterious people in strange costumes on Charing Cross Road a few months ago, the place where those guys disappeared was near here.

　　……

　　 Penello Krivart, who only became Hogwarts prefect this summer, is the first time she has faced Hogwarts first-year freshmen from Muggle families and is responsible for their guidance.

But before that, she had heard other prefects talk about it: they usually have to work hard to convince the first-year students who grew up in the Muggle world to believe in the existence of wizards and magic; and many children even believe it. The existence of the wizarding world will cry and shout to go home to find parents.

　　 But the boy named Matthew Wickfield in front of him is obviously not among them.

　　 No matter when he described the existence of the magical world and introduced the general situation of Hogwarts, he seemed very calm. Although he was a little curious, he had been listening quietly there.

"Miss Crevat." Matthew raised his head after the other party had said something. He thoughtfully said, "Thank you very much for telling me this, but before that, I think you should send me back first. Home, let's discuss with my parents before making a decision... After all, I'm only 11 years old..."

　　 "Your parents?" Penello Krivart was visibly stunned. "Are you referring to your Muggle parents? I don't think this is necessary."

　　 This time, Matthew's turn was stunned: "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"They are just Muggles who don't know anything about our world. This kind of thing tells them that it doesn't make any sense." The other party replied naturally: "In fact, before you reach 17 years old, that is, before you officially reach adulthood, Contact with any Muggle is not allowed, including your past Muggle relatives..."

　　 While talking, the girl took out a palm-sized hardcover book from her pocket.

　　 "I remember...it seems to be...page 216..." she murmured.

　　 Soon, she showed Matthew the night she opened it--

　　 is a black-and-white photo of a girl about the same age as Matthew; the girl in the photo suddenly grinned after seeing Matthew. This weird smile made people immediately creepy.

　　 "Abigail Williams, the name of this Muggle girl!"

Penello Krivart said with a serious face: "This story happened almost three hundred years ago in Salem, Massachusetts, the New World. This Muggle girl was suffering from a strange disease, dying, and an accident. The passing underage witch, the 13-year-old girl felt sorry for her after hearing her groan, and quietly took her to the hidden wizard village in Salem, where the adults treated her with magic... "

"... But in the evening, the cured Muggle girl ran to the church. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com and the local priest reported the existence of the wizard village. In the early morning of the next day, Seiler was hidden. Thousands of Muggles suddenly attacked the village of Muggles. Almost two hundred witches and wizards were caught by Muggles in their sleep, and many of them were fired and hanged by Muggles after the trial; And the 13-year-old girl who caused a catastrophe because of pity was the first to be accused of being a witch, and she was finally killed with stones..."

　　 Listening to this story, Matthew could not help showing a look of fear on his face.

And Miss Penello Crevat was quite satisfied with his reaction: "For minor wizards, especially minor wizards from Muggle families, you don’t have enough self-protection capabilities and a sense of invisibility in the magical world. …Any contact with Muggles may lead to terrifying consequences."

"Therefore, in the "Protection of Minor Wizards Act" of 1956, it was specifically stipulated that minor wizards from Muggle families are strictly prohibited from contacting Muggle society until they reach the age of seventeen; this restriction will not be lifted until they reach adulthood! "

　　 Matthew nodded, he didn't ask what would happen if he violated this law.

　　 "Any questions, Mr. Wickfield?"

　　 "There is indeed another question, Miss Crevat." Matthew asked in a low voice, "Are wizards and Muggles equal?"

"Of course it is equal." Penello Krivart answered without hesitation: "Wizards, fairies, giants, Muggles, we are all intelligent species living in the same world, we are all equal... This sentence was said by the greatest wizard of the 20th century..."

　　 "...Of course, as the true masters of magic, wizards should be more equal than other intelligent species!"