Chapter 1 I Don’T Want To Be A Muggle Anymore!

Chapter 1 I Don’T Want To Be A Muggle Anymore!

1991, July 27.

London.

In downtown Westminster, in a luxurious villa covering an area of ​​nearly 10,000 square feet.

"Third grade, beat all the students in the class to tears."

"In the fourth grade, I buried ten pounds of fireworks in the bathroom, and they exploded into the sky."

"Fifth grade, live broadcast of in-depth exchanges between the principal and teachers."

"The most outrageous thing is that at the sixth grade graduation ceremony, you actually gave a hammer and sickle speech in front of so many dignitaries."

"If it weren't for the fact that you are the last member of the Lawrence family, you would still be under review by MI6."

In the reception room.

The middle-aged man wearing a suit and with a meticulous posture told the glorious deeds of the handsome young man opposite him without expression.

At the end of the sentence, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

You won’t know if you don’t count them, but you will be shocked if you count them.

Apart from these annual 'big events', there were so many small problems that he was too lazy to count.

You went to elementary school, why did you make so many mistakes?

"Wayne Lawrence, I am discussing a very serious topic with you, please focus your attention!"

Seeing that the young man was a little distracted, the middle-aged man frowned and raised his voice slightly.

It had been many years since he had become secretary to a cabinet minister, and he had never been distracted by others when he was speaking.

He, Humphrey Appleby, Chief Secretary of the Home Office, was hailed as a model of civil service in the British Empire and had an unlimited future.

Now he has to worry about his nephew's schooling.

The handsome young man sitting opposite him is his nephew.

Wayne Lawrence.

The heir to the title of Earl Lawrence of this generation.

The Lawrence family has always been a single generation. When it came to Wayne's parents' generation, they encountered an accident shortly after Wayne was born, which made him the only child of the Lawrence family.

In order to prevent his sister's bloodline from being cut off, Humphrey has cared more about his nephew than his own son over the years.

"Oh, sorry, Uncle Humphrey, just thinking about something."

"You continue."

Wayne's apologetic smile, coupled with his perfectly handsome appearance, gave people a polite feeling, and it was completely unimaginable that he did the things he just said.

The middle-aged man's expression softened slightly and continued:

"Wayne, I already talked with Danvers from Harrow School yesterday. There is no problem in getting into there with your grades, but... please restrain your strong curiosity and excess energy."

"Otherwise, if you don't get good reviews in the college evaluation column, it will cause great trouble for you to enter Oxford and Bailey College in the future..."

Harrow School is the most famous and oldest aristocratic school in England. Its most famous alumnus is the British Prime Minister during World War II.

"Wayne, what's that look in your face?"

"Um, uncle, I don't think I said I wanted Harrow School, right?" Wayne Xiaoxiong spread his hands.

"Then where do you want to go? Eton College? No, they are just famous. In recent years, they are getting worse every year. As long as you have money, you can get in."

"Westminster Public School? No way. This school has a strong artistic atmosphere, but it won't be of much help to you in entering politics in the future."

Humphrey tried his best to analyze several famous schools nearby. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Harrow School was the best choice.

But Wayne acted as if he didn't hear anything and took out an envelope from behind his back.

There was a wax seal, a shield, and a capital H surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake.

"Sorry uncle, I won't go to any of these schools."

Wayne showed a standard formulaic smile: "I don't want to be a Muggle anymore!"

.....

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Principal: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Federation of Magic, First Class Magician of the Order of Merlin, Chief Magician of the Wizengamot.)

We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Attached is a list of required books and equipment.

In addition, due to your family environment, we will send a professor to your home at 9 a.m. tomorrow to answer questions and provide guidance. "

"Hogwarts..."

After reading the contents of the letter, Humphrey looked at the mark on the wax seal.

As the top leader of the entire English official system, Humphrey has no secrets in England.

He also knew about that group of talented people.

There is even some contact between their department and the Ministry of Magic, which governs that group of freaks, and the two parties have had the experience of cooperation.

The only thing that he didn't expect was that his nephew actually had such qualifications.

"You want to go to Hogwarts?"

"Of course." Wayne nodded slightly: "I definitely want to visit such an interesting place."

Then he complained: "I have been to a boys' school for six years since primary school. If I go to Harrow or Eton for seven years..."

Wayne couldn't help but shudder.

No wonder Daiying has his own national conditions. After more than ten years in an all-boys school, many people are either bent or have to become bent.

Humphrey fell into thought:

"Since it is your choice... I respect you, Wayne. If you have the opportunity to learn extraordinary strength, I will not refuse it."

"However, in case this is a scam, I will come over tomorrow and meet the professor with you."

"Of course." Wayne didn't object.

After making an appointment, Humphrey declined Wayne's invitation to have dinner and hurried back to Downing Street.

Wayne also understood this.

Uncle Humphrey not only has to deal with a lot of official business every day, but he is also busy competing with Jim Harker, the Secretary of the Interior.

Although the minister has not received systematic training as a politician, he looks funny.

But the killer instinct he occasionally displays is enough to give Humphrey a headache.

After instructing the servants at home to prepare a table of delicious food to celebrate, Wayne returned to his bedroom first.

Think silently in your heart.

"Brother System, let's discuss it. How about returning the points I spent in the past few days to me?"

"In the worst case, I will return those rewards to you."

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