HP Magic Biography

　　Dad, good morning! "Little El Fanlin lowered his head and sat on the chair of the dining table. The aunt of the housekeeping service prepared the sandwiches and milk for breakfast early and put them in front of El Fanlin!

　　 "Good morning, Fanlin." Mr. Al looked down at the newspaper in his hand. "Oh, the stock of Roster Building Materials Company fell by another 0.5%. This is really good news!" Mr. Al grabbed the milk in front of him and drank it.

"What's wrong, Fanlin, what's wrong with your left hand? Is it uncomfortable?" Mr. Al raised his head and looked at the very unnatural little guy in front of him with a puzzled face. He got up and walked over and touched Al Fanlin. s head. Grabbing the little guy's left hand, a particularly beautiful ring greeted Mr. Al's eyes.

"Dad, I don't know what's going on with this ring. I woke up in the morning and showed up on my hand. I can't take it off." Little El Fanlin looked at Mr. Al's eyes not very much, and lied. He looked a little guilty.

　　 waited for a long time, but did not see his father's reaction, raised his head and called out "Dad, what's wrong with you!"

Mr. Al woke up from the loss of his soul just now. He knew the origin of this ring. Yes, it was the ring that little Allinfan’s mother wore all the year round until after Al’s mother died. The ring fell off from Elverin’s mother, and then the ring disappeared strangely. Mr. El did not expect to see this ring again in his son’s hand!

　　 "You said, this ring can't be taken off, isn't it?" Mr. Al appeared to be a little down, and suddenly he thought of the terrible identity of the little Al Fanlin mother. Mr. Al seemed to understand something, but he still said without giving up, "Is it really impossible to get it?"

　　 "Yes, Dad, this ring seems to grow on my finger, I think it is one with me." Little El Fanlin was a little afraid to look at his father's eyes! Speaking timidly.

　　 "I don't know what's going on." Al Fanlin's small face was red because of his guilty conscience, but Mr. Al obviously didn't care about it!

　　 "Oh, it's okay!" Mr. Al approached a little and hugged the body of little Al Fanlin. "Wear it as you wear it. This belongs to you, and it is inevitable... right?"

　　 Touching the head of the little Al Fanlin, Mr. Al was at a loss. He didn't know how to face the fate of his child, but as an adult. Always face it, right?

　　 squatted down, squeezed a smile into his face!

　　 "Fanlin, today you are at home by yourself. You have to listen to the housekeeping aunt, don't run around casually, do your homework, and you can play a game you like!"

　　 looked at his watch, after eight o'clock, he was about to go to work, hurriedly arranged his appearance, touched Al Fanlin's head again, and went out!

With the bang of the door, little El Fanlin’s heart fell back into his stomach. It seemed that Dad didn’t care about the ring. Although Dad’s behavior of getting up in the morning seemed strange to him, it didn’t Can not affect the mood of a child.

　　 Hold down the curiosity in the heart, and finish the homework that must be done every day, piano, vocal music, and Chinese learning, these things always kill time, at least Little El likes these things!

A devoted person will never notice the passage of time. When the finger drops the last note, the noon sun shines through the window and makes the room warm, making people want to have a good rest. a bit. But the eyes of little El Fanlin kept turning, and the light from the corners of his eyes drifted to the basement that he had just visited last night. He remembered that there was a book of spells about magic!

　　 Unable to bear the curiosity in his heart, Al Fanlin trot all the way and entered the dim basement again.

Pulled out the "Encyclopedia of White Magic Spells" from the bookshelf and opened the already slightly yellowed pages to take a closer look: Spells are a medium for casting magic. They are divided into two types: magic spells with and without sticks. Kind! Among them, wandless cast requires a lot of practice, making magic a habit, but most wandless casts can only reach the level of intermediate magic, such as coma spells, obstacle spells, etc., and advanced white magic is beyond Agmanis , The wizard needs to catch the power of the magic wand and communicate with the magic power! At the same time, the method of casting is divided into voice casting and silent casting. Among them, silent casting requires the mage to have a considerable degree of profound magic power and the corresponding mental power before it can be used! All this is inseparable from the application of the spell. As a medium for the mage to communicate with the magical energy in the body, the spell is one of the most critical steps in casting a spell. Every wizard should do a lot of practice and understand the spells learned, this is very important!

　　 After reading the simple description of magic on the title page, little El Fanlin became very interested in it. White magic, wands, all teased little El Fanlin's immature mind. In this way, the door of the magical world was opened, and there was a small gap, so that the child in front of him could feel the magical side of the magical world through the gap.

　　As for the attempt of the Flying Curse, it is difficult for little El Fanlin. "." The dictionary on the table flew slowly, flying halfway, and suddenly, a brilliance flashed by, and the dictionary fell heavily on the ground with a muffled sound!

　　 "Fanlin, what are you doing upstairs?"

　　Mr. Ayer is obviously very confused about the strange noise made in Xiao Fanlin's room these days!

"It's nothing, Dad, I just touched the dictionary to the ground." Little El Fanlin looked very frustrated. In three days, little El Fanlin could only make this **** dictionary empty for a certain distance. The novelty at the beginning, and the continuous failure now, made the little Elfan Lin feel a little frustrated!

　　 "Oh, then you should pay attention to yourself, don't play tricks."

　　 "Got it, Dad!" Little El Fanlin quickly replied, frustrating his small face with his hands. Obviously, the immediate failure was not enough to defeat him.

　　 Listening to the muffled noise from upstairs again, Mr. Al couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile.

　　 "I don't know what this kid is up to all day long!" He lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. Obviously, Mr. Al didn't intend to find out. After all, everyone should have their own little secrets. After all, after little Al is sensible, he has always been so relieved!

　　 "Mr. Al, this is today's newspaper and letter." The housekeeping service staff put today's newspaper and letter on the coffee table in front of Mr. Al.

　　 "Oh, Harvey, my friend, you are inviting hatred." Looking at the photo, Harvey is holding a big fish, sun, sea, and beach. Looking at the scene in the picture, Mr. Al, there is a trace of yearning! Reaching out and touching his chin, the shredded beasts~www.readwn.com~ shouldn’t you go out and relax for a while..."

"Boom boom boom... boom boom boom..." Mr. Al raised his head with a regular sound of beating on the glass. An owl stood on the window sill of Mr. Al's house, beating constantly with its sharp beak. Looking at the window, there should be a letter in his mouth.

Open the window, reach out and take the letter in the mouth of the owl. The parchment lacquer mouth is a beautiful coat of arms. The middle shape is like a shield. It is composed of snakes, surrounded by a capital "H". On the back of the letter, there is a beautiful line written, "No. 67, Privet Road, the innermost room on the second floor, Mr. Elfanlin will accept it."

　　 "Fanlin's letter?" Looking at an envelope over and over again, Mr. Al felt a little strange. "Who would write to Xiao Fanlin and send it with an owl!"

　　 The owl standing on the window sill seemed to feel that the man in front of him would not give him a bit of food, or a silver gallon, screamed, pecked at Mr. Al's hand, and flew away!

"Oh, no!" Mr. Al retracted his hand, and the **** owl actually pecked at him, which made him very angry, but thinking of the letter in his hand, Mr. Al once again focused his attention on him. On the envelope in hand. Looking at the elegant shield-shaped coat of arms in Qikou, Mr. Ayre unscrambled the envelope! Suddenly, Mr. Al was stupefied as if struck by lightning!

　　Dear Mr. Al Fanlin:

　　 I am very happy to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in advance, and I enclose the book materials and equipment list for the first grade. The semester is scheduled to start on September 1. We will be waiting for your owl to bring your reply before July 21st.

　　Vice principal: Minerva. Sincerely, McGonagall