章節 449: Chapter 448 "Weird Neighbhor"

The sky is getting late, and the lights in the city are beginning to fade out.

The Parsons are enjoying their dinner.

"Doug, stop reading that letter." Mr. Parsons said to his son while wiping the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

His son, Doug, turned eleven and was about to start school. As a father and an executive of a company, he wanted to find a good school for his son. However, the family received a strange acceptance letter.

The recipient was his son, and the letter stated that his son had obtained the qualification and was approved to study in Durmstrang.

At first, Mr. Parsons thought it was a school he had never heard of, so he specially asked someone to ask about it. As a result, the name Durmstrang was not registered in the school in the German education system.

On the forms attached to the letter, it is actually necessary to purchase robes, crucibles, astronomical telescopes, etc. The books he needed to buy were strange spell books and potion books.

Mr. Parsons read the letter carefully when he returned home and came to the conclusion that it was a prank by some child. He already has a target of suspicion, which is his neighbor or Lloyd's family.

The children of Lloyd's family are a year older than Doug's, and their grades are much worse. They didn't know which school he entered last year. The Lloyds never mentioned it. When others asked, the couple always said that Fonte went to a school abroad.

He knows his neighbors well. Mr. Lloyd was originally a senior manager of a forklift company, but that company has not managed well in the past few years, and Mr. Lloyd's income has also plummeted. Judging from his salary, he can only maintain their daily necessities.

Under such circumstances, where does the Lloyd family get the money to send their children to study abroad?

Moreover, Fonte's grades are only at the passing level, so there is no need to consider such things as scholarships.

Mr. Parsons felt that his neighbors might have lied to them in order to maintain their decency by sending their children to a shabby public high school.

"Durmstrang? Magic school? There's no way for something like that to exist."

Mr. Parsons observed him keenly, and he felt at once that Mr. Lloyd must know the name "Durmstrang".

Moreover, half of the summer vacation is almost over, and he has never seen Fonte. Could it be possible that he went abroad to study and didn't come home for the summer vacation?

The kid was afraid that other people would find out that he went to a public middle school, so he hid at home and refused to show up. He became jealous of Doug, who had excellent grades in his family, so he made this so-called magic school admission letter.

Mr. Parsons proudly thought that he had found the truth of the whole thing and found the person behind the pranks. However, since he is still a neighbor, there is no need to deliberately elevate it so that his poor neighbor can maintain his dignity for a while.

The only trouble is that his son, despite his good character and academics, has been passionate about these fantasy stories since he was a child. Mr. Parsons did not object to his son having such hobbies as long as he could maintain excellent grades.

However, Doug was almost obsessed after receiving the letter. He was convinced that he was a wizard and that a magic school called Durmstrang was ready to accept him.

"Dad, what I say is true! When I was a kid, I could do things that other people couldn't! Look, the letters are here! I must go there!"

Thinking of his son's words, Mr. Parsons shook his head helplessly.

As for those weird things, Mr. Parsons doesn't deny it. No matter whether Doug's hair is long or short, he will always maintain his favorite hairstyle in the end. There is also another time when Doug is in the zoo; he falls into the cage, but the monkeys and orangutans don't attack him.

It was miraculous indeed and interesting to talk about, but Mr. Parsons thought it was just a small coincidence. He glanced at the table and didn't listen to his words. He was reading the letter with interest for his son, who had read it dozens of times.

"Doug, it's time for dinner. Can you put it away and just spend your time with your Mom and Dad?" He raised his tone a little.

Doug put away the letter with some regret and nodded, "Okay, Dad, Mom."

Mr. Parsons shook his head helplessly.

He is not going to discipline his son badly. After all, this is just a prank, there are no wizards or magic, and there is no Durmstrang. After a long time, a child as smart as Doug will be able to learn that his imagination is not real.

Could it be that there will be a wizard knocking on the door, casting a spell, and telling Doug that they are the admissions officer of the magic school and that they are going to explain it to them?

Mr. Parsons shook his head with a smile.

At this time, the bell rang.

"Who would suddenly visit at this time?" Mr. Parsons put down the knife and fork suspiciously, walked away from the chair, and went to the door.

He saw a young boy wearing a well-made, custom-made private suit, and the watch on his hand was enough to cover Mr. Parsons' salary for a year.

Mr. Parsons opened the door suspiciously.

"Oh, hello, is Doug Parsons live here?" He is very proficient in German, but he can tell that he is not a German.

"Yes, I'm his father. What do you want to do with him?"

"That's right, my name is Sean Wallup. I'm from England, and I'm the admissions officer of Hogwarts, a British school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I'm here to talk with your family about the admissions of Doug Parsons."

"Magic school? England? Hogwarts?"

"Yes, I'm from Hogwarts, sir." Sean smiled.

There was the sound of a chair being pulled into the room, and an excited boy ran out and stared at Sean.

"Hello! I'm Doug Parsons! Does the magic school send you to find me?"

"Yes. Nice to meet you, Doug." Sean shook hands with the boy.

Mr. Parsons was at a loss, "Wait a minute, isn't this a prank by that Lloyd kid?"

"I don't know the person you mentioned. I know that your family has a lot of doubts now. If you don't mind, we can talk about it in detail."

Ten minutes later. The Parsons family sat on the sofa and was dumbfounded.

"So what you said is true?"

Sean waved his wand slightly, "I think that already proves everything, doesn't it?"

"That's magic!" Doug stared at the record player that was moving on its own.

Mr. Parsons and his wife looked at each other. After some more detailed discussions, the Parsons family finally completely believed in Sean.

"However, Mr. Wallup, I have a question. You said that you are the admissions officer of Hogwarts, but Doug received the acceptance letter from Durmstrang."

"Actually, Durmstrang is a magic school like Hogwarts, but we are different. For people like you who haven't known magic before, we at Hogwarts believe that it is better to come to you directly and explain it. You think it's just a prank, don't you?"

This is the fourth time Sean has said this reasoning today. He came to three families before, and these families are all located in Durmstrang's enrollment range. They said that they only received one letter.

"I'll see you at Hogwarts, Doug."

"Of course, sir!" The boy shook hands with Sean excitedly.

"By the way, when you go to Diagon Alley, we will send someone to pick you up. Doug, your English is not bad, but remember to study more this summer because most of the time in Hogwarts, we use English as a way to communicate."

"No problem!"

Mr. Parsons also said, "I will hire a language teacher for Doug."

"Then I'll be leaving now. Oh, right," Sean turned his head when he walked to the door, "Durmstrang's admissions officer may come in a few days. Just need to tell them you have already chosen Hogwarts."

Mr. Parsons stood up and walked him to the door. He now completely believes in magic. Moreover, sending someone to the door, rather than throwing a letter, shows him which one cares most about his son.

When Sean left, Mr. Parsons returned to the house. He looked at his excited son and spread his hands, "Well, your dream is about to come true. But why does Mr. Lloyd look so strange? He also heard about Durmstrang?"

Doug's eyes widened, "Could it be Fonte going to school in Durmstrang? Mr. Wallup said you can't tell anyone else about it."

Mr. Parsons suddenly realized, "It seems so. Do you want to find a chance to hint? I don't know if there is any difference between going to Durmstrang and going to Hogwarts."

Under the night, Sean frowned. In order not to be noticed by the neighbors, he used a lot of magic spells. At this time, the magic was not completely over, and he heard what Mr. Parsons said.

Sean turned to look at a nearby house. The child of this family was Durmstrang's freshman last year.

Why didn't he notice it at all?

The freshmen coming back from vacation are not allowed to use magic, but the books, magic items, and other things they bring back from school will all have small magic fluctuations. Sean would know it if there was one around.

A young wizard obviously wouldn't be able to use magic to cover up the traces of magic fluctuations. Could it be that the child hasn't come home yet?

Sean immediately thought of a series of strange behaviors in Durmstrang.

In the beginning, Dawson, who sneaked into Hogwarts, graduated from Durmstrang, and Durmstrang's principal, Igor Karkaroff, was secretly a Death Eater. He also met that weird wizard named Thomas today, and even Dumbledore made it clear that Durmstrang is acting weird now.

Sean squinted his eyes and looked at the family named Lloyd. After thinking for a while, he took out his wand and tapped it lightly on himself; his figure quickly faded and blended into the environment.

He is going to check on the situation at Lloyd's house. Sean walked around Lloyd's house but found no magic traces around. The lights were on in the room, but strangely, Sean heard no conversations.

"Something's wrong..." Sean frowned and called out to Dave.

"Dave, can you smell how many people are in the house?"

"There are two people downstairs. The smell of brains is very ordinary, but the smell is calm."

Calm?

He continued to be invisible and walked down the stairs without making a sound. When he came to the living room, the lights were bright, and two middle-aged men and women were sitting on the sofa at the moment. Opposite them was a TV and an untouched dessert on the table.

The Lloyds just sat there quietly with their eyes blank.

Sean narrowed his eyes. Something was wrong.