Chapter 1: Late owl

　　 It is August 27, 1991, 4:40 pm.
　　 The hottest period of the summer day has passed, and there are more pedestrians on the street. Northampton, a small city in central England between the two metropolises of London and Birmingham, finally became more lively as it approached dusk.
　　 The lush green lawns on Witton Road are now withered, which was caused by the severe drought and insufficient water supply some time ago. After more than two months of repeated discussions, the local council finally formulated a plan to temporarily connect a pipeline from the Severn River 30 miles away in the last week of the summer to protect local residents' water during the drought.
　　 Of course, even if the lawn is no longer green, it will not affect the boys lying on it.
　　 Matthew, for example, is doing this right now.
　　 Matthew Wickfield, eleven years old, has black hair and brown eyes, and a thin figure; he just graduated from a local prep school in Northampton a few months ago and is about to enter middle school.
　　 At this moment, he was lying on the yellow lawn, looking at the sky with his eyes, and muttering to himself:
　　 "I really waited for three days and three days, it's already the end of August...If Hogwarts doesn't write to me again, I have to go to Eaton!"
　　 The breeze was blowing around the neat hedges, the leaves were swaying with the wind, the boy suddenly sighed.
　　……
　　Matthew is a traverser.
　　 Three months ago, when he first came to this world, he thought he had only traveled thirty years ago and came to England in the 1990s.
　　 But as time went on, he discovered more and more things that were wrong
　　 First of all, the frequent owls.
　　In just one month after the crossing, he witnessed three different owls flying across his sight three times, which is more than the number of times he has seen wild owls in his previous life after living for 20 or 30 years.
　　 One of the most impressive times was when he was eating one morning, through the window, he saw a beautiful big bird with white feathers and black spots, and stopped for a while under the eaves.
After he went to the local library to check relevant information, he concluded that the big bird he had witnessed was a kind of owl called "snowy owl". This kind of owl is used to living in frozen soil and tundra. Siberia, Alaska and other places are more common. In 1979 it was listed as a Class I protected animal by the Washington Convention (CITES).
　　 In other words, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to encounter this kind of creature in central England.
　　 Then by chance, he noticed a few weird people in cloaks.
It was at Charing Cross Road in London. He was buying books over there and met those weird people... Several guys in strange costumes, sneaky, ignoring the surrounding passers-by; then he blinked at Dennis. , Suddenly disappeared from the street.
　　 (Note: Charing Cross Road is a famous bookstore street in London.)
　　 Matthew, who had already had doubts, bought a detailed map of "Surrey County".
　　 After lying on the map for a night, he found a place called "Xiaohuijin District" and a street called "Private Road" on it.
It is impossible to find these two places on any normal 1991 map of the United Kingdom—because these two place names are both an author named Rowling, who is writing her work "Harry Potter "It was made up by myself.
　　 The situation seems to be clear at a glance!
　　 After further exploration, Matthew was surprised to find that there are some "special functions" in him.
　　 is very unstable and uncontrolled, but there is a special function.
　　 For example, during a meal, a few yards away, he made a glass burst by himself with a look in his eyes...
　　 Looking at the broken glass slag, Matthew realized a little--
　　 There seems to be an unexpected gain in this crossing?
　　……
　　 So since July, Matthew has been patiently waiting for letters from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
　　Because he firmly believes that he has crossed into the wizarding world of Harry Potter, and his true identity is a Muggle-born wizard.
　　 originally hoped to rely on the advantages of the prophets of the traversers, and struggled in England for more than ten years, trying to live a life of backward waves.
Now that you are in the wizarding world, you only need to enter Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to learn a little magic, and quietly master spells such as Obfuscation, Oblivion, and Phantom. century?
　　 Ideals are beautiful, the future is bright, and reality is cruel.
　　 Then is the beginning scene.
　　Poor Matthew, from the beginning of July, waited until the end of August. It's a pity that I haven't received any letters related to keywords such as wizards, Hogwarts, and magic.
　　 At first I thought it was just an owl being late, but then I was a little doubtful about life--
　　 Those things I experienced before are all illusions, this is not a magical world at all.
　　 The snowy owl was just a hapless person who was lost and got the wrong direction, so he flew to England from Siberia and happened to be seen by himself.
　　 The weird people on Charing Cross Road are actually just a few hippies who are curious and disguised, they are not wizards at all.
　　 As for the glass that exploded, the truth is that the reaction of heat expansion and contraction caused by too hot weather has nothing to do with magic...
　　 Well, even if it’s not a wizarding world, it’s not bad.
　　 At any rate, he is also a traverser from thirty years later, and continues to rely on the advantage of prophecy, UU reading www.uukanshu. com work hard.
　　 In the recent period, Matthew has been comforting himself and adjusting his mentality.
　　……
　　 At this moment, a red postal car stopped on the side of the road
　　 "Is Mr. Matthew Wickfield here?" The postman who got out of the car shouted loudly, "Here is a letter addressed to you."
　　 Slowly got up from the lawn and walked to the post car to pick up the letter, and Matthew was suddenly stunned.
　　 The envelope of this letter is made of heavy parchment paper without a stamp.
　　 The address is written in emerald ink and is very clear: Northampton, Upton, 226 Witton Road, Mr. Matthew Wickfield basking on the lawn.
　　 "Is the owl really late?" He turned the envelope over in a strange way.
　　 has a wax seal, a shield coat of arms, a capital "H" letter, and a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake are surrounded by it.
　　 But this long-awaited letter is much thinner than I thought.
　　 The boy took a deep breath and tore the envelope open. Somewhat unexpectedly, there was only a thin piece of paper with very brief content written on it:
　　"To Mr. Wickfield:
　　 Please inform that you have been approved to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The semester is scheduled to start on September 1.
　　Vita Rozier (female), Vice President of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. "
　　 It's just that Matthew Wickfield failed to see the name at the end of this letter. Because the moment he touched the letter paper, it seemed as if an invisible hand grabbed him and pulled him forward heavily; then he lifted his feet off the ground and flew up, only a whistling was heard in his ears The wind.