“Child… Can you tell me how you found out about Hogwarts? Professor McGonagall’s face at the moment was not kind, and there was already a tendency to develop in the direction of a middle-aged strict teaching director.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mrs. Weasley quickly gave Joshua a round, “Eh… Don’t be so serious, Minerva, look at how you scare the child…”

“That… I don’t have that thing… When I was only seven or eight years old…” Joshua forcibly calmed down and pinched his thigh with his hand under the table, allowing the pain to concentrate his attention.

“I traveled with my parents in a foreign country… On the way, I met an old man with a white beard, who didn’t know why he saw me like this, saying that I was gifted and brilliant and skeletal… It was a cultivation wizard who was one of the ten thousand, so he enlightened me a little bit of magic, and let me know the existence of the wizarding world…”

“It’s a pity that he came and went in a hurry… Just told me that if I want to continue refining magic, I have to go to a regular magic school… He asked me to come to platform nine and three-quarters today this year, and I came as promised… But… I didn’t know that the Hogwarts textbooks were bought by the students themselves! I knew I would have asked him more…”

Although Mr. Shichen died a tragic death, what he said was quite useful. Always be elegant, always calm. That’s why Joshua was able to calm down under Professor McGonagall’s substance-like scrutinizing gaze…. Lie.

“Oh? No invitation letter delivered to your home? An old bearded old gentleman told you about the wizarding world? Can you tell us about his appearance? Professor McGonagall frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

“Yes! If Professor McGonagall knows him, I’d like to ask you to thank him for me… I don’t remember exactly what he looked like now, I just remember his name as Gandalf…” Joshua once again activated the Tosaka family discipline and forcibly turned himself into a poker face.

If you can find it, there will be a ghost… Although Joshua has never seen the Lord of the Rings in his past or present life, it doesn’t mean that he can’t pull the tiger skin and pull the banner.

“Gandalf… Gandalf…” Professor McGonagall narrowed her glasses, searching her memory for such a white-bearded old man. “Okay… Since you were introduced by someone, forget it… I will arrange to check the notice, and even if this matter passes, everyone will not mention it again. ”

Mr. Arthur is also an old fritters who have been in the Ministry of Magic for many years, so naturally he knows what it means to buy Professor McGonagall, and quickly beckons everyone to eat, as if he is a treat.

Old Tom is still quite good at doing things after collecting money, enough to serve a table of dishes, a large pot full of cream stew in the center of the table, a bunch of strange dishes on the side, Joshua, a fake ying countryman who only eats his own rice all year round, only recognizes a ying national dish, the so-called fishandchps (fish and french fries).

Everyone picked up a knife and fork and took only the food they needed. Although the taste of these dishes is okay, and the frequency of knives and forks clanging on the plates is also a testament to everyone’s appetite, the atmosphere is unusually awkward, which is a bit out of place with the noisy scene in the bar.

Fortunately, everyone can perceive this strange atmosphere, and the speed of eating has unconsciously become much faster, and the dishes on the table have been cleaned up in a few clicks.

It’s just that Ginny still seems to be a little dissatisfied, burping slightly, and wants to make a move on the remaining pudding on her plate, but the action is seen by her mother next to her, and she grabs her little palm that is about to move, and her eyes warn her not to act rashly.

Ginny couldn’t resist, so she timidly withdrew her hand and watched as the waiter took away the plates from the table.

“So… Now there’s nothing to do,” Professor McGonagall wiped her mouth with a napkin, which was the grace of the Eight Sutras, much better than Joshua’s gobbling looks.

“Mr. Joshua Joestar?”

Professor McGonagall asked, and Joshua nodded quickly, pretending to be a good baby.

“Let’s go to Hogwarts now.”


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