Claire opened the window and let the owl fly into the room. After circling once, the owl landed on the table in the room.
Claire came to the table, took the letter brought by the owl and opened it.
Suddenly, Claire's familiar handwriting appeared on the paper.
"Dear Claire, Hogwarts needs your help. After receiving this letter, please finish your business and go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Please enter the school via Floo powder. (Location: Hogwarts Deputy Headmaster's Office)
Professor Minerva McGonagall"
Seeing the information in the letter, Claire raised her eyebrows, wondering what Professor McGonagall needed her help with.
However, since Professor McGonagall wrote the letter, there was no way he wouldn't go.
So, Claire simply tidied up his appearance, which he had not taken care of for a long time because he was immersed in lighting up the magic nodes of the Motla Rat, and restored himself to the appearance of a handsome young man. He then went directly to Professor McGonagall's office through the fireplace.
A flash of fire, and Claire appeared in Professor McGonagall's office. Looking at Professor McGonagall who raised his head from behind his desk, Claire walked over and said, "Professor McGonagall, I wonder if you called me here to help me with something?"
Seeing Claire arrive, Professor McGonagall smiled warmly. She pointed to the chair in front of her desk and said, "Please take a seat. You'll be teaching students from grades one to four. It's the time to send out admission letters to new students, and some students from Muggle families need guidance from professors. I thought I'd let you get acquainted with my own students before school starts. This should be helpful for teaching them after school starts."
Claire paused slightly as she sat down after hearing this. She looked at Professor McGonagall's kind and smiling face and felt a warm current in her heart.
Professor McGonagall was only thinking about herself. What was Hogwarts needing help? Fundamentally speaking, Professor McGonagall just wanted to help him get familiar with and quickly fit into the role of professor.
Professor McGonagall had good intentions, and although he only wanted to spend the year having fun, he couldn't refuse Professor McGonagall's kindness.
So, Claire nodded and said, "Thank you, Professor McGonagall. I wonder how many new students I will be responsible for this time?"
Professor McGonagall searched the table and took out a piece of parchment with three lines of words written on it, reminding:
"These are the home addresses of those three students. It's best to communicate with them before you go."
Claire took the parchment and looked at the words on it.
"Miss Hermione Granger, 444 Lily Street, Stonehenge, Manchester."
"Mr. Thomas, 22, Baker Street, Marylebone, Westminster."
"Mr Justin Finch-Fletchley, 122 Grosvenor Crescent, Westminster."
Looking at the familiar name in the first line of text, Hermione Granger, one of the protagonists in the movie she had seen before.
However, when he thought about the plot of the movie he had watched, he felt that it was a bit of a joke.
The Dark Lord's possession was so easily killed by three first-grade kids. Anyone who saw this would think, is this Dark Lord really the evil Dark Lord?
The death was a bit too hasty!
Apart from this, the levels set by the professors seemed to be tailor-made for the little ones and were not challenging at all.
And those three first-grade children were also quite bold. They dared to go anywhere and do anything. They were truly worthy of being the young lions of Gryffindor.
Claire's heart moved. Is she going to meet the heroine in this movie?
This Granger seems to be a top student. If all students were like Granger and memorized all the books before school starts, then my own slacking off... ahem, teaching courses would be much easier.
Putting these irrelevant things behind her, Claire put away the parchment with the student's address. She looked at Professor McGonagall and said, "Professor McGonagall, I'll go get ready. By the way, my house-elves just prepared some fresh ingredients today. If you and Mr. Elcott have time tonight, you can come and taste them. And please tell Mr. Elcott that I have another batch of strong liquor from the mysterious East."
Professor McGonagall smiled and said, "Dear Claire, if I have time today, I would go and taste your cooking. However, I think you should ask Elcott to drink less of that mysterious oriental liquor, as he is a bit of a drunkard."
"Haha, some mysterious oriental liquors are good for your health. However, I will also try to persuade Mr. Elcott. Professor McGonagall, I will leave first."
After saying goodbye, Claire returned to her room through the fireplace.
Looking at the address on the parchment in his hand, Claire wrote letters to these three places respectively, stating that he would visit on the 31st, 1st, and 2nd respectively. If anything delayed him, please reply in time.
He tapped the wand lightly on the three letters, a magic pattern appeared in his eyes, and the letters disappeared, appearing in the mailbox at the corresponding address.
Owl magic pattern, positioning and tracking!
Now, he waited for the reply.
Of course, Claire would not waste time. He returned to that unique space again and began to light up the magic nodes again.
Time passed quickly as magic nodes were lit up and magic patterns were broken again and again. Until nine o'clock in the morning of the third day, Claire did not receive any reply.
After checking the time on his watch, Claire tidied himself up, tapped his wand, and changed his clothes. A well-fitting blue suit appeared on him.
With broad shoulders, narrow waist, slender figure and handsome face, he is as handsome as many of his book friends.
After glancing at herself in the mirror next to her, Claire showed a bright and charming smile on her face, and then disappeared directly into the room.
On Lily Street in Manchester's Stone District, Claire drove her car slowly forward, looking at the house numbers on both sides of the street, muttering softly:
"No. 441, No. 442, No. 443, No. 444, here we are."
Claire drove forward while muttering the house number, and when he saw number 444, he stopped the car.
Claire, who has been in this world for many years, has not only achieved some success in the wizarding world, but also in the world of ordinary people. With the help of his past life memories and some magical help, he has become a wealthy businessman with small assets in the UK.
The industries involved include machinery, construction, food, medical care, etc.
When he doesn't want to stay in the wizarding world, he can come to the world of ordinary people and enjoy himself.
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