Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 448: The wrong neighbor

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The sky is getting late, the night is opening, and the lights in the city are beginning to embellish.

The Parsons family are enjoying their dinner.

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

His son, Doug Parsons, turned eleven and was about to start middle school.

As a father, as an executive of a company, he naturally wants to find a good school for his son - however, their family received a strange admission letter.

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

At first, Mr. Parsons thought it was a middle school he had never heard of, so he asked someone to inquire about it, but it turned out that there was no name Durmstrang among the middle schools registered in the German education system.

As for the forms attached to the letter, it is actually necessary to buy wizard robes, crucibles, astronomical telescopes, etc., and the textbooks are strange spell books and potion books.

Mr. Parsons read the letter carefully when he got home, and finally came to the conclusion that it was a prank done by some child.

And he already has a target of suspicion, which is his neighbor Lloyd's family.

The children of Lloyd's family are one year older than Doug's own family, and their grades are much worse.

The child named Lonte Lloyd did not know which middle school he entered last year. The Lloyds never mentioned it. When others asked, the couple always said that Lonte went to a middle school abroad.

Mr. Parsons scoffed at this.

He knows his neighbors very 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 the salary of the other party, it can only maintain the necessities of life on this street of the rich. As for other big expenses, they may have to sell some things.

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

Besides, the grades of Longte's child 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 keep themselves decent by sending their children to that shabby public high school.

As for, why does he think that this prank was done by the kid from Lloyd's family?

When he came home, he read the acceptance letter that Doug handed him in the yard.

"Durmstrang, is this the name of a magic school?"

When he sneered, Mr. Lloyd, who heard his words, suddenly showed a flustered and confused expression, and then hurried back into the house.

Mr. Parsons observed this scene keenly, and he immediately felt that Lloyd must know the name "Durmstrang".

Besides, half of the summer vacation is almost over, and I haven't seen the kid Lonte Lloyd before. Could it be that he went abroad to study and didn't come home for the summer vacation?

If you put it all together, you will know that this prank must have been done by that kid from Longte.

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. Then, he became jealous of Doug, who had excellent grades in his family, so he made this so-called admission letter to a magic school.

And the Lloyds should have noticed their child's prank, that's why they panicked when they heard the name Durmstrang-he was afraid that he would find the real culprit of the prank.

Mr. Parsons proudly thought that he had found the truth of the whole thing and found the protagonist of the prank.

However, since he is still a neighbor, there is no need to deliberately expose that little prank, so that his poor neighbor can maintain his dignity for a while.

The only trouble is that his son Doug, despite his excellent academics, has been passionate about these fantastical stories since he was a child.

Originally, Mr. Parsons did not object to his son having such hobbies, as long as you can 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 admit him.

"Dad! What I say is true! What I feel is true! When I was a child, I could do things that other people couldn't! Look, the acceptance letter is here! Oh, I must go to school there!"

Recalling his son's excited words, Mr. Parsons shook his head helplessly. This little guy was directly fascinated.

As for those miraculous things, Mr. Parsons can't deny it. For example, no matter whether Doug's hair is long or short, he will always maintain his favorite hairstyle in the end. For example, Doug accidentally fell into the monkey mountain when he was in the zoo, but the monkeys and orangutans would not attack him.

It is indeed amazing and interesting as a talking point, but Mr. Parsons believes that it is just a small coincidence.

He glanced at the table and didn't listen to his own words. He was still reading the admission letter with interest for his son who had read it dozens of times.

"Doug, it's time for dinner, can you put away the things in your hand and talk to Mom and Dad more?" He aggravated his tone a little.

Doug accepted the acceptance letter with some regret, and finally nodded: "Okay, Dad, Mom."

"You child..." Mr. Parsons shook his head helplessly.

He is not going to discipline his son many times. After all, this is just a prank. There are no wizards, no magic, and no Durmstrang. After a long time, a child as smart as Doug will be able to discover the truth from his imagination.

Is it possible that there will be a wizard knocking on the door, cast a spell, and tell Doug, I am the admissions officer of the magic school who is here to explain to you?

Parsons smiled and shook his head, ready to ask about his wife's life today.

At this moment, the bell rang.

"Huh? Why is someone suddenly visiting at this point?"

Mr. Parsons put down the knife and fork suspiciously, pulled away the stool, and went to the door to observe with the peephole.

He is a very handsome young boy, wearing a tailor-made private suit made of exquisite materials, and the watch on his hand is enough to cover Mr. Parsons' salary for a year.

Huh?

Mr. Parsons opened the door suspiciously.

"Oh, hello, does Greg Parsons live here?"

"Yes, I am his father, what can you do with him?"

"That's right, my name is Sean Wallop, and I'm from the UK. I'm the admissions officer of Hogwarts, a British school of magic. I'm here to discuss with your family about the admission of Doug Parsons."

"Wait...Magic school? England? Howards?"

"It's Hogwarts, sir." Sean smiled.

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

"Hello! I'm Doug Parsons! Are you sent by the magic school to find me?"

"Actually, it is. Nice to meet you, Doug." Sean shook hands with the excited boy.

Parsons was at a loss: "Wait a minute, isn't this a prank by Lonte Lloyd's kid?"

"Sorry, sir, I don't know the child you mentioned—of course, I know that your family has a lot of doubts now, if you don't mind, let's go in and talk about it in detail?"

Ten minutes later.

The Parsons family sat on the sofa, dumbfounded.

Mr. Parsons swallowed, looking at his tap-dancing record player.

"What you said is true?"

Sean waved his wand slightly, making the dance of the record player more unrestrained.

"I think, this already proves everything, doesn't it?"

"This is magic, this is magic..." Doug stared at the record player, the light in his eyes almost lit up.

Mr. Parsons and his equally shocked wife looked at each other, and finally saw the meaning in each other's eyes-this is not some magic trick to deceive the eyes!

After some more detailed discussions, the Parsons family finally completely believed in Sean.

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

Sean didn't change his face: "Actually, Durmstrang is a school of magic like Hogwarts, but we are different. For people like you who don't know magic before, we at Hogwarts believe that the real sincerity is to come to talk to each other—otherwise, you all think it's just a prank, don't you?"

This is the fourth time Sean has uttered this statement today. He has "raided" three new families before. These families are all within Durmstrang's separate enrollment range, and naturally they will only receive one admission letter.

Don't tell me, when Sean harvested three new students again, the pleasure of poaching is quite good.

The fourth freshman who is about to be confirmed is talking excitedly with his parents.

It wasn't until the other party finished speaking and confirmed that he would enroll in Hogwarts that Sean handed over the admission notice.

"Very well, then we will see you at Hogwarts, Doug."

"Of course, sir!" The little guy 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 vacation. By then, most of the classes at Hogwarts will be taught in English."

"No problem!"

Parsons also stated: "I will hire a language teacher for Doug."

"Then I won't bother you any more, oh, right—" Sean turned his head when he walked to the door, "Durmstrang's admissions officer may come again in a few days, and you just need to tell him that you have already chosen Hogwarts, and the magic has left a proof."

Mr. Parsons, who stood up and walked him to the door, nodded repeatedly. He has now completely believed in magic.

Moreover, anyone who is not blind can tell which school cares more about their son by sending someone to the door and throwing an admission letter.

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

Doug's eyes widened: "Lonte, don't you go to school in Durmstrang?! Mr. Wallop said, you can't tell anyone else!"

Mr. Parsons suddenly realized: "It seems that this is the case! Hey, do you want to find an opportunity to hint, but I don't know if there is any difference in the preparations before going to Durmstrang and going to Hogwarts..."

Under the night, by the railing of Parsons' house, Sean, who was about to leave, frowned.

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

Shawn turned his head to look at a nearby house.

The child of this family is Durmstrang's freshman last year?

Why didn't I notice it at all?

Freshmen coming back from vacation are not allowed to use magic, but the books, magic toys and other things they brought back from school will all have small magic fluctuations. This is not triggered magic, but a naturally keen and silent wizard like Sean can feel it.

A little wizard obviously wouldn't use magic to cover up the traces of magic fluctuations, he wouldn't, and there was no need for it.

Could it be that the child hasn't come home yet?

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

At the beginning, Max Dawson, who sneaked into Hogwarts to steal the prophecy and made a big mess, graduated from Durmstrang. Karkaroff, the headmaster of Durmstrang, was a Death Eater who was hiding in secret. Today, he also met that strange wizard named Thomas. Even Dumbledore also made it clear that Durmstrang has a problem now.

Sean narrowed his eyes and looked at the family named Lloyd, his mind became active.

After thinking for a while, he took out his wand and tapped himself lightly, his figure quickly faded away, and then completely blended into the environment.

He was going to check on Lloyd's house~IndoMTL.com~ The invisible Sean walked around Lloyd's house, but found no magic. After looking around, he floated up and entered the room through an open window on the second floor.

The lights were on in the house, but strangely, Sean heard no conversations, no sound from the TV.

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

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

"You are the only one next to you, and there are two people downstairs. The smell of brains is very ordinary, but the taste, uh, is very calm."

Calm? Sean's pupils contracted.

Continuing his invisibility, he quietly descended the stairs.

Come to the living room, the lights are bright, and two middle-aged men and women are sitting on the sofa at the moment, facing the unturned TV and the untouched dessert on the coffee table.

The Lloyds just sat there quietly with their eyes blank.

Sean narrowed his eyes: something went wrong...