Chapter 2: Professor Minerva McGonagall

　　 For a traverser who is ready to study, work hard in scientific research, and strive for the socialist modernization drive for a lifetime.
　　 For a traverser who is ready to devote himself to scientific research and has carefully planned for more than ten years.
　　 For a traverser who had read hundreds of core journals before the age of eleven, he was fully prepared to become a scientist.
　　……
　　 What is the cruelest thing for him?
　　 There is no doubt, that is to tell him that the world he lives in is not scientific, but very magical!
　　 There is no love in life? All thoughts are ashamed? Three views burst? ...It's hard to express Jon Hart's feelings in words.
　　 trembling hands, opened the fourth and last letter.
　　"The principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Union of Magic, President of the Wizarding Association, First-Class Magician of Sir Merlin).
　　Dear Mr. Hart:
　　 We are happy to inform you that you have been approved to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment. The semester is scheduled to start on September 1. We will be waiting for your Owl to bring your reply before July 31st.
　　Vice principal (female) Minerva McGonagall
Yours sincerely"
　　 There is nothing wrong with this familiar content in the letter!
　　 It’s only 1992, and it’s five years before JK Rowling wrote the first Harry Potter book... So a few steps can’t be a prank.
　　 So there is only one possibility left, and that is that the world he has stayed in for more than ten years is actually the world in HP.
　　 How did he feel, the atmosphere suddenly became fantastic.
　　 "What's wrong, my dear?" Judy quickly noticed the strange look of her son.
　　 "No...nothing..." Jon stammered, then handed over the letter in his hand: "Yes, there is a letter from the school!"
　　 Eric and Judy took the letter from Jon suspiciously.
five minutes later.
　　 "I think this should be a prank!" Mr. Hart said with a serious face.
　　 "Yes, what this letter says is too bizarre, a magic school? How could it be possible!" Mrs. Hart also screamed.
　　 Jon smiled bitterly. According to the memory of his previous life, Hogwarts should immediately send a teacher to explain to his parents the existence of the magical world...
　　 "I think we should call the police, this kind of boring prank!" Eric was still chattering.
　　 Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
　　 "A visitor is here?" Judy quickly tidied his apron, went out and opened the courtyard door.
　　 stood a serious strange woman outside the door, wearing a pair of square glasses, which looked exactly like the lines around the cat's eyes; she was wearing an emerald green cloak, and her dark hair was rolled into a tight bun.
　　 "Are you the guardian of Mr. Jon Hart?" The other party spoke harshly.
　　 "Hello, I am his mother, may I ask if you are?" Judy asked softly.
　　 "Minerva McGonagall!" The woman outside the door replied, "I am a professor."
　　 Jon raised his head and glanced at the serious middle-aged woman. The expression on her face was a bit embarrassing... He suddenly remembered the "wild cat" that kicked away by the mailbox ten minutes ago.
　　 "Oh, welcome!" Judy's face suddenly beamed with joy, he invited Professor McGonagall into the house, and asked: "Excuse me, are you from Eton College?"
　　 "What?" Professor McGonagall couldn't help frowning, shook his head and said: "I play for Hogwarts!"
　　 "Hogwarts?" Judy was taken aback when she heard this strange word.
　　 "Wait!" Eric hurriedly glanced at the letter in his hand: "You mean... Professor McGonagall... Hogwarts... Isn't this a prank?"
　　 Because of surprise, his tone became a little stuttered.
　　 "Of course!" Professor McGonagall said with some disdain: "Hogwarts is a school dedicated to people with special talents. It has a long history of more than a thousand years."
　　 "Then you mean... is the letter true?" Judy's face was a little pale.
　　 "As hemp-ordinary people, you don't know that magic is excusable, but..."
　　 "Ah..." Judy let out a scream.
　　 Professor McGonagall, who was standing at the door just now, suddenly disappeared, and a tabby cat appeared at the place where she was just now.
　　 "What...what's the situation?" Eric stammered. He hasn't spoken so incoherently like today in his life.
　　 "However, magic does exist."
　　 The tabby cat walked into the room gracefully, gave Jon a fierce look, then sat on the sofa and changed back to Professor McGonagall's appearance.
She turned her gaze to Jon to one side, slowed down, and said, "Mr. Hart, unlike your parents, you are not an ordinary person, but a natural wizard; you can become a member of Hogwarts. Help you truly master your talent."
　　 Looking at Jon, who looked sluggish there, Professor McGonagall thought that the child was frightening himself by this statement. In fact, this situation often occurred when he first visited a young Muggle-born wizard before.
"Perhaps you still have doubts about what I said, Mr. Hart!" Professor McGonagall continued: "Have you mastered any talent that is different from others? When you are afraid or angry, UU reading www.uukanshu.com happens. Have any strange things happened?"
　　Extraordinary talent...Does outstanding memory count? Is he the legendary memory Magus?
What strange things happened when he lost control of his emotions... In fact, he had a mental age close to 40 years old after crossing, and he would no longer be as fussy as ordinary children. Therefore, Jon has almost never experienced emotional out of control, so naturally. Will not cause the magic to get out of control.
so? Is he really a wizard? The so-called "mudblood" born in the "Muggle" family?
　　 Seeing Jon whose sluggish expression gradually recovered, Professor McGonagall stood up.
　　 "Mr. Hart, it is now a matter of choice for you and your parents. Do you come to Hogwarts and become a real wizard?"
　　 "The list of books and school supplies needed to study at Hogwarts was written in the previous letter; you can go to Diagon Alley in London and buy them all."
　　 "By the way, the address of Diagon Alley..."
　　 Professor McGonagall pulled out a small stick-like object from the cloak, and with a light wave, a line appeared on the wall of Jon's house:
　　 "117 Charing Cross Road, Westminster, London."
　　 "Then goodbye, the Hart family!"
After 　　 finished, she walked out of the room and disappeared.
　　Wait a minute, Judy tried to chase out, but as soon as she reached the door, she found that she couldn't find the other party.
　　 Obviously, not everyone can enjoy the treatment of the teacher taking him to Diagon Alley to buy things like the savior.
　　 "Is this a dream?" Judy murmured after returning to the room.
　　 "Mom, I don't think it should be!" Jon smiled helplessly and said: "It is impossible for the three of us to have the same dream!"