Hogwarts time travel

Yes, it is true that Jack wants to acquire magical abilities, but he also does not want to die, and he would rather let others die than die himself.

Generally speaking, antisocial lunatics like Jack the Ripper will not have a happy childhood, and it is this unhealthy childhood that in turn shapes their unhealthy personalities.

In order to show their "great love without boundaries", some white lotus flowers directly ignored the facts and avoided talking about the results of their crimes. Instead, they publicized their childhood misfortunes to arouse public sympathy and even influence the judiciary.

These guys don't care about the lives of these lunatics, they just use this reason to inflate their selfish desires.

Unlike the anti-social elements who had an unfortunate childhood in the public eye, Jack has a happy family, and is happier than most people.

Jack's father was a well-known wealthy businessman. Although Jack didn't know what his father was selling after many years, this did not prevent Jack from having a materially affluent childhood.

Jack's mother is a well-known opera singer, loved by many powerful people.

Because of the nature of their work, they seldom live with Jack. More often, Jack stays in an empty villa with his servants.

In short, this is a rich kid who has no family affection and is very empty.

By chance, his father's friend gave him a pair of pet mice. This kind of pet mice is docile and very suitable for raising. Jack also liked them very much at first.

But with the passage of time, the child's common problem of liking the new and disliking the old made a mistake, and soon Jack forgot them.

Different from ordinary people, even if the pet mice in Jack’s house are despised by their owners, they will be raised with good food and drink until they are given a clear order to discard them. They are even better than when Jack likes them, at least they don’t need to be accompanied. Childish kid playing.

If the ordinary story develops, the pair of pet mice will also exit, but now this story is the childhood story of a serial killer, of course it is not simple at all.

Jack was a little older, and his father took him to various occasions. Soon Jack became a social expert, but he didn't feel happy, and he did well just because he didn't want his father to scold him.

On a trip, his father took Jack to a funeral. All the participants were dressed in full costumes, and the body lying in the coffin for people to pay their respects was also dressed in colorful flowers. His face was rosier than when he was alive. Even better.

For some reason, Jack, who never talked nonsense in various occasions, suddenly asked his father: "What is death?"

"Death? Death means nothing. When you close your eyes, you will enter endless darkness. Oh, maybe it will be very painful before you die." His father's face darkened, as if he remembered something unpleasant.

As if remembering his responsibilities as a father, he asked Jack in turn, "The man lying in the coffin is dead, what do you think?"

Jack took a closer look at the coffin, and then at the various decorations around him, as well as the endless crowd.

"I think death is a very graceful thing."

"What?" The man was taken aback.

"Usually we don't wear such grand clothes." Jack touched his clothes.

The father laughed dumbfounded, shook his head, and stopped talking to his son.

And Jack looked at the black cuboid in the crowd, thinking for a long time.

Back home, Jack was lost in thought, but today was actually his 11th birthday, his father took him to a funeral, his mother was working outside, and the servants were all newly hired, so no one knew his birthday.

But he doesn't care, because this situation has happened many times, and after some things get used to it, no matter how sad it is, it will be numb.

He was thinking about death now.

Perhaps it is too early for an 11-year-old child to think about these things, but for Jack, it is just right. This night of thinking has laid the foundation for his future life.

He wanted to see death with his own eyes.

For some reason, Jack suddenly thought of the pair of pet mice that he detested. The soft and white fur began to become mottled in Jack's memory, becoming a static picture.

Jack easily found the two pet mice. They are eating and drinking now, and they are living a good life. Naturally, they don't want to talk to the former owner, and after so long, their little heads can't remember Jack, it's not their fault.

But Jack secretly sentenced them in his heart, imitating his father's way of ordering his subordinates, staring at them with a pair of eyes, and said lightly.

"You can die."

Jack opened the cage, and the two pet mice sensed the danger. They quickly avoided Jack's hand, climbed onto his arm, and fell to the ground along the hem of his clothes.

The two mice cooperated tacitly, and Jack was in a hurry, allowing the two mice to escape to the door in one go, almost escaping out immediately.

At this time, the maid appeared at the door, grasping the back of their fate's necks with each hand, with a puzzled face.

"Isn't it locked in a cage? How did you escape?"

When she saw Jack, she suddenly realized, "It turns out to be the young master. If you open the cage like this, they will run away immediately when they smell an unfamiliar smell."

"Oh," Jack thought thoughtfully after hearing what the maid said, "then I put them in a cage, so they can't escape no matter what."

"Yes." The maid nodded, as if it should be taken for granted, "That's what the cage was designed for."

The next day, when the maid was feeding the pet mice, she saw a picture of two mice being stabbed to death in the cage with a sharp knife.

The maid's scream pierced through the early morning twilight, and everyone in the villa surrounded them. They were all the staff of the villa, and of course there was Jack.

As the chief culprit who killed the mice, Jack seemed very calm. When he saw the corpse of the mouse, his eyes were somewhat nostalgic, as if he was still reminiscing about the experience of last night.

The death of the mouse was finally closed for no reason, not to mention that Jack, the owner of the villa, ordered to stop the rumor of this matter, it was just two mice, and few people actually cared.

Except for the maid who took care of the mice, who quit the next day and left, who was more of a child than Jack.

And Jack, a child, kept the mouse's corpse in the name of discarding the corpse, made a specimen, and put it in the book.

I have to say that Jack is really talented when it comes to the things he is interested in. He has never been in contact with taxidermy before, but he managed to perfectly preserve the dead body's demeanor.

The specimen he made was like a mouse version of a murder scene.