Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying!

"Your mother and I were also forced to completely sever ties with the wizarding world at that time... Even though peace has been restored now, there are certainly still many wizards who believe in the supremacy of pure blood, and I have no doubt that they will pass on this prejudice and malice to their children..."

“Wade, I’m worried… Hogwarts might not be as wonderful as we imagine…”

Ferdinand said with deep concern.

After listening, Wade smiled quietly.

"Don't worry, Dad. There are definitely classmates at school with similar backgrounds to mine. As long as I have enough friends around me, no one will dare to cause me trouble easily, right?"

He paused, then said, "Moreover... no matter where you are, absolute strength can shatter any prejudice. I will study hard and try my best to become the best."

Ferdinand wasn't relieved at all after hearing this. He thought worriedly, "But son... you haven't shown any magical abilities. Maybe your magic is only slightly stronger than a Squirrel's..."

How can they possibly have any real strength?

However, out of consideration for the young man's self-esteem, Ferdinand did not voice his thoughts.

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Minerva McGonagall arrived even faster than Wade had anticipated.

The day after receiving the letter, while the Wade family was having breakfast, they suddenly heard a knock at the door. Wade put down his knife and fork to open the door, and the moment he saw the person, he immediately recognized her.

It wasn't because she looked exactly like the character in the movie—Wade had almost forgotten the plot of the movie he had seen many years ago, and he wouldn't remember much about the actress's appearance either;

It wasn't because the serious-looking lady in front of them was wearing a conspicuous green robe; ordinary people would never dress like that.

It was because of the handwritten name above her head—

Minerva McGonagall.

Wade remained silent, a renewed sense of doubt creeping into his mind—was all of this really true?

Or perhaps he didn't transmigrate into the world of Harry Potter, but rather into a game world called Harry Potter? Or maybe he was just an NPC who had awakened memories of a past life and gained self-awareness…

"Hello, Mr. Gray."

While Wade was lost in thought, Minerva McGonagall gave a gentle smile, but still looked very serious.

“I am Minerva McGonagall, Vice Headmistress of Hogwarts and Professor of Transfiguration.”

Wade quickly pulled his wandering thoughts back: "Welcome, Professor McGonagall. Please come in and have a cup of tea."

Hearing the noise, the Grays hurried out. They looked at the wizard, who seemed to radiate mystery and unapproachability, with awe, momentarily speechless, and stammered:

"Yes, welcome—welcome—Professor, madam, please come in and have a seat!"

Ferdinand forced a warm smile while quickly glancing at his son, as if worried that the wizard might have cast a curse on him.

Wade was much more at ease, because he knew that the woman was an extremely upright and kind person.

He controlled his gaze, avoiding looking at the other person's head, and stepped aside to let them in.

McGonagall came for two reasons: first, to prove the magic school's authenticity and persuade the couple to allow their child to attend; and second, to take Wade to buy school supplies.

She had seen many Muggle families who were incredulous about magic, suspected her of wanting to kidnap their children for secret experiments, or even just wanted their children to attend Muggle schools. She had already prepared several sets of talking points in advance.

However, the family did not question the magic much; instead, they were more concerned about the learning environment, which made her previous task very easy.

Not long after, the group arrived at Charing Cross Road in London, where Professor McGonagall led them into the dirty and small Leaky Cauldron pub.

Perhaps because it was so early, there weren't many customers in the bar. A hunchbacked man wiping a table greeted her, saying, "Good morning, Professor McGonagall."

He glanced at the Muggle-dressed family of three, focusing particularly on Wade, who was significantly shorter than the others, and casually remarked, "Is this child a new student at Hogwarts this year?"

“Good morning, Tom,” said Professor McGonagall. “I’ve brought Mr. Gray here to buy what he needs for his enrollment.”

The group walked through the bar to the small courtyard at the back. Professor McGonagall stood next to a trash can, took out her wand, and pointed, "Mr. Grey, remember this place. To get into Diagon Alley, you need to go through here. Three blocks from the top, two blocks from the bottom..."

The wand tapped three times lightly on a brick wall.

The bricks on the wall all began to move, as if an invisible hand was adjusting their shape. In the blink of an eye, a wide archway appeared on the wall, and the clamor of voices rushed in.

"Wow--"

The Gray family couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

Before me lay a winding street, lined with shops selling all sorts of strange and unusual things.

People dressed in wizard robes came and went, haggling, children cuddling with their parents, chasing and playing, creating an exceptionally noisy and lively atmosphere.

McGonagall led the three through numerous shops to Gringotts. Ferdinand had already prepared the money to exchange; he pulled out a large bag of jingling pounds and exchanged it for fifty Galleons.

Before they left, Professor McGonagall reminded them that the amount of Muggle banknotes that could be exchanged in Gringotts was limited, but there were no restrictions on metal coins, gold, jewelry, etc.

Then, led by Professor McGonagall, they went to buy school uniforms, textbooks, scales, a cauldron, wands, and other items. Finally, they even bought an owl as a pet.

With Professor McGonagall from Hogwarts accompanying them, the shopkeepers were all very polite to them, even though they were dressed as Muggles.

Incidentally, Wade's wand is made of aspen wood and unicorn hair, and is twelve inches (about 30 centimeters) long. Aspen wood symbolizes rebirth, which Wade finds very mysterious.

It was as if his secret had been seen through by the magic wand.

Chapter 3 Meeting Harry Potter

Chapter 3 Meeting Harry Potter

After shopping, Professor McGonagall saw the family out of Diagon Alley and left; she had another young wizard to mentor. Meanwhile, the Greys stood outside the Leaky Cauldron, exchanged a glance, and grinned simultaneously.

"Let's find a hotel first—"

"I think they offer accommodation upstairs at the Leaky Cauldron bar—"

"No! What if we encounter bad wizards? It's safer to stay in a regular hotel."

“You’re right, Miss Fiona! I remember there’s a nice hotel nearby that’s also pet-friendly.”

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Wade shook his head, feigning helplessness, and carrying the owl cage, while the couple, one carrying his books and the other carrying the crucible and other items, quickly went to the hotel to check in.

After putting their things down, they returned to the Leaky Cauldron bar less than half an hour later.

Upon entering, the Grays simultaneously pulled out bags and took out a wizard's robe.

Seeing Wade looking at them in surprise, Fiona blinked and whispered, "While you were getting your clothes custom-made, I took the opportunity to buy some ready-made wizard robes. Don't just stand there, there's one for you too, go change!"

The three of them put on robes in the corner. Fortunately, it was hot in the summer, and they were already wearing very little, so the robes didn't make them look bulky.

Fiona also added a hooded cloak to her outfit. With the hood up, only a small part of her chin was visible, making her look very cool and mysterious.

At this point, they seemed to have completely blended into the mysterious and dimly lit atmosphere of the bar.

Ferdinand, pretending to be a regular customer, ordered lunch and whispered to the two of them while waiting for his food, "Although this restaurant may not be very hygienic, I'd like to try it."

“Yes, yes.” Fiona nodded and said solemnly, “I understand! Me too.”

"What difference could there be?" Wade retorted. "What's the best British food? Foreign food!"

Sure enough, when lunch was served, the Grays stared at each other for a long time, unable to muster the courage to eat on the dark and dirty table with the fork that looked unwashed.

Finally, Fiona used a handkerchief to pick up the bread and managed to eat a few bites, while Ferdinand drank a few sips of rum.

"There's no difference!"

"It tastes worse than what you buy at the supermarket..."

As they were talking, the door suddenly slammed shut, and a huge figure completely blocked out the light in front of it.

The Grays looked up and immediately gasped.

"Oh my God—" Ferdinand groaned, instinctively shielding his wife and children. "God help me—"

An extremely tall and burly man stood there, bending over and squeezing through the doorway, his head almost touching the ceiling.

His presence was so strong that most people completely ignored the tiny figure walking in front of him.

Only when Wade looked at the thin child did he unsurprisingly see—[Harry Potter]—on the child's head, and…

Tom Riddle.

Unlike the Grays' horror, everyone else in the bar was happy to see the big man. Everyone greeted him with smiles, and the bar owner's tone became a bit warmer: "The usual, Hagrid?"

"No, Tom, I'm on business with Hogwarts!" the giant said amiably.

"Great! Looks like he's not a dangerous person." Ferdinand breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What did he say, Hogwarts?" Fiona noticed what he said: "Wade, is he also a teacher at the school?"

She craned her neck to look, only to see everyone else in the bar stand up and crowd around, lining up to shake hands with the big guy... and one of the kids he brought.

"Oh, look like a big shot has arrived!"

Fiona immediately jumped up, dropping the loaf of bread with only a corner missing, and shouted, "Hurry up! Ferdi, Wade, let's go too!"

Ferdinand never refused her whimsical requests unless absolutely necessary, let alone something as trivial as this.

So he pushed back his chair and went over, shaking hands with the boy as the others did, saying in a serious tone, "It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Potter!"

It was as if he really knew who Harry Potter was.

Surrounded by strangers, Harry Potter found himself helplessly shaking hands with one after another, overwhelmed by their adoration and praise.

He inadvertently made eye contact with a black-haired boy at the back of the crowd, and felt a little embarrassed as the boy stared at him curiously.

Harry is still not used to his sudden fame and feels like it was stolen.