"Honey bear, come on down, there's something to talk about." Mr. Grossman called his daughter.
Tom thought it was very interesting, it was the first time he had ever seen a father refer to his daughter as "honey bear", he had heard "honey" and "honey" etc. more often. This was the first time she had ever heard anyone call their daughter that.
Peggy Grossman came down the stairs, the black skirt and white shirt looked elegant.
When she reached the table, Mr. Grossman also offered her a cup of hot chocolate, her favorite drink. She sat quietly at the table like an angel and sipped the hot chocolate from the mug.
After taking several sips, he looked at Tom, "You're interrupting my life." Her voice was pleasant, but it was clear that the magical world had intruded into her life for no reason, and she was a little annoyed.
"Your fate is decided at birth, whether you come from a magical or Muggle family, every magically talented child is automatically placed on the Hogwarts admission list as soon as they are born, no exceptions." Tom said this, but in his mind he remembered what Professor McGonagall had told him when she first met him, "But you're not on the list," it had always stuck with him, but given his special identity, something was probably wrong.
"You're lying." Peggy's face suddenly went cold, "You're hiding something."
"???" Tom hadn't realized that the young woman had a keen sense of what was going on.
"I'm hiding something from you, but then I'll talk to your father about it later, whether you want to get into Hogwarts or not." Of course Tom wouldn't say what he was really thinking at the moment, but he did have something to say to Mr. Grossman alone.
"All right," Peggy didn't insist on it, "What did you mean by just saying I'm a born witch?"
Tom thought she was right to interpret it that way, all witches in the magical world were born with the gift, whether the parents were wizards or not. Of course, if the parents were wizards, the chances of the child being a wizard were much greater, but it wasn't an absolute, as Squibs were born into wizarding families but had no magical talent.
In scientific terms, magical talent is probably an extremely rare recessive gene, a bit like Mendel's peas, AaBb, long stems and short stems, but hundreds of times more complicated. It could be that a magician has a special gene in his body that allows him to secrete a magic amino acid or something that allows him to do magic.
Of course, this is all just science fiction, magic is the mystical side of things, but maybe it has something to do with genetics.
Peggy grimaced when Tom answered in the affirmative, "I've heard that a million times since I was a kid..."
"Her teachers say she's a natural painter, scientist, actress, whatever." Grossman explained for his daughter.
"A young woman of good character..." Tom realized there was another reason Professor McGonagall had sent him.
Peggy seemed disinterested in the magical world, not really wanting to change her current situation.
"Well, we'll skip the topic of birth witches, may I ask what your students are offered upon graduation? Going to Hogwarts to study magic will slow down my study."
"Hogwarts graduates have a wide range of careers, the Ministry of Magic and various fields of authority are filled with people who graduated from Hogwarts..." The British magical world is still dominated by Hogwarts graduates, and while there may be other routes to wizarding success, these wizards are generally inferior to Hogwarts graduates.
Magically talented children born in the British Isles and Ireland are admitted to Hogwarts. However, the other two of the three other European magic schools are not as polite, as both Beauxbatons and Durmstrang have barriers to entry, and those who are not accepted have to find other ways to learn magic: small, unnamed schools or "private schools" run by other wizards, etc.
Yes, in addition to the eleven magical schools around the world, there are also smaller magical schools and educational institutions. The eleven prestigious schools are registered with the International Federation of Magicians, while the smaller institutions come and go, are difficult to track, are rarely registered with the proper authorities, and are not guaranteed to offer quality education.
There are far fewer countries with magic schools than those without, so most magicians in most countries choose to teach themselves at home or take correspondence courses. These wizards are inherently inferior to graduates of prestigious schools like Hogwarts.
So, in reality, a Hogwarts student is roughly the equivalent of a Harvard graduate in the Muggle world.
"That talk, sounds like the admissions caliber of a crappy school," Peggy said, looking further down into the magical world, "How much do your graduates get paid?"
At this point, Tom was actually grateful for the goblins' greed, again at 50 galleons a month, according to the optimum exchange rate, Hogwarts graduates will be paid 250 pounds a month at the best official rate, Tom would have had to resort to the theory of silence to convince people to enroll. But not with Gringotts involved, our Hogwarts graduates were earning half a pound of gold a month!
It sounded much better.
Of course, there was a high probability that recent graduates would not be able to earn a monthly salary of fifty gallons.
Not to mention that it was quite shocking to see a graduate earning a few hundred grams of gold a month.
Peggy and her father were dumbfounded: did it look like the magical world was doing well?
"The magical world isn't about money, it's about being able to really control your own destiny once you learn magic, and it's about the comfort of life, like..."
Tom poured the last piece of chocolate on the table and with a wiping spell wiped it clean.
"At least you won't have to clean up."
Hearing Tom say that, and seeing the magic with her own eyes, Peggy's pupils dilated for a moment.
She was silent for a moment.
"Is it true that you can control your own destiny? Am I going to be in charge of my world from now on?"
Tom instinctively sensed something was wrong, but nodded anyway.
"The school has a scholarship for students from Muggle families," Tom said, holding out the small bag of money, "But it might not be enough, you'll need to have some gold to change... if you don't want to use second hand textbooks and old robes. Gringotts has a special rate for students to exchange for galleons, so don't miss out, it's a perk for students."
Looking at the silent father and daughter, Tom was in no hurry, he just watched them silently, waiting for their responses.