Hogwarts time travel

It turned out that Jack’s request was not satisfied by the teacher. Eton College is a boarding school. Since it is a boarding school, there is no reason for students to go home for no reason. Usually, parents need to apply to the school in advance to pick up their children. Let alone a student's request.

But soon he received a message from the principal, telling Jack to leave school immediately, and there was someone outside to pick him up.

Not to mention the teacher who was full of question marks, Jack was sent to the school gate with a heavy heart. For some reason, he always felt uneasy.

The coachman who picked him up was an unfamiliar face, dressed in black and with an indifferent face, and Jack was met with silence several times when he spoke, which made him feel embarrassed and uneasy.

Soon the carriage stopped, Jack jumped out of the car, and the driver in black followed suit, standing quietly behind Jack like that, which made Jack feel like a chicken being held by the neck, waiting to be slaughtered by fate.

Walking into the living room, a figure was sitting on the sofa. Jack remembered the man in black at the door, and suddenly understood why someone would take him back.

It turned out to be his unfamiliar father.

But he didn't relax because he saw his father's face as cold as ice.

Usually the father is expressionless, and the mood swings basically don't appear on his face, but once they appear, it means that someone must be unlucky.

Who would it be, who would it be?

Could it be me?

Butler: Yes, it is you.

Jack's father stood up. He was tall and tall, and when he stood up, he looked like a mountain. The shadows shrouded Jack's whole body, and overwhelming pressure rushed over his face.

Jack was still in awe of his father's tallness, and he was lifted up.

Moreover, he was still holding the back of his neck, and his clothes were directly strangled into his neck. If the butler hadn't rushed to plead for mercy when he saw something was wrong, this serial killer in British history would have died violently at a young age.

Why not strangle him?

Jack's father, who was not very familiar with his son, threw Jack on the ground in embarrassment, and his face returned to his coldness.

"The basement, what's that?"

"What?" Jack's heart turned cold, but he still insisted, "I don't know."

"Hehe, come with me." Jack's father walked towards the basement, Jack rolled his eyes, and was about to sneak out, but was suddenly blocked by an equally huge shadow.

It was the driver from before.

Damn!

Jack cursed in his heart, showed a naive smile at the coachman, and walked helplessly towards the basement.

Walking into the basement, several works of art hanging on the wall have been taken down and lined up on the ground, as if they were evidence for the trial of sinners.

"Tell me about these works of art." Jack's father sneered.

Jack has a toothache, can he say "father and son see the same thing"?

"I picked them up." Jack sighed, and finally decided to struggle.

"Picked it up?" Jack's father sneered, "Then it's considered picked up."

Jack froze for a moment, is this over?

But obviously, how is it possible.

Jack's father slowly pulled out the belt, stretched it straight with his hands, and then made two gestures in the air.

"What are you going to do?" Jack's voice almost changed shape.

"Did you step in with your left leg first?"

"What?" Jack was dumbfounded.

"Whoosh!"

……

"Do you remember how your father beat you?" Eton College, Jack, who had recovered from his injury, was asked by his classmates.

Jack was silent for a long time and shook his head.

"I don't remember it anymore. It's the next day when my eyes are dark, and I'm lying on the bed."

……

Although he was beaten up by his father, Jack still decided to forgive him. Who made himself his son?

The future is long, and the future is long.

Those works of art were finally thrown away, although the butler explained that these things were not unusual in the market, nor could they be called a terrible hobby, but Jack's father threw them away anyway.

This incident caused Jack a lot of losses, but it also taught him a profound lesson, making him deeply understand how important it is to have a stronghold.

But he was just a child, and his father who sold shampoo did not leave a huge inheritance, and everything in his life needed to be provided by his unfamiliar father.

Mother?Stop making trouble, I haven't seen you for almost a year, and it doesn't matter whether you are alive or not.

It can't be said that Jack is emotionally indifferent. From his birth to now, he has met him less than ten times, and each time he is in a hurry. It is not so much a mother as a stranger named by his mother's name.

Jack thought for a long time, but he still couldn't come up with a better idea, so he stayed until after school and got on the carriage home.

Jack's father didn't know what he was thinking, so he arranged for day-study for Jack, and asked him to go back and forth between school and home every day, saying that it was to hone his mind.

And because he is no longer as busy as in the past, he stays at home and reads the newspaper leisurely every day, so he feels that he may have time to take care of the children.

Sitting in the carriage, the curtain was lifted, and a group of ragged children roared and ran across the street, yelling something.

"Secret stronghold?" Jack couldn't hear the rest, but he heard the word clearly.

Is it possible for me to snatch this stronghold?

Jack is worthy of being the juvenile body of an outlaw lunatic, and the first thing he thought of was the idea of ​​such a punishment.

But wait, at least get rid of the driver.

The next day, Jack left school an hour early, just staggering the carriage that came to pick him up.

The housekeeper stood silently at the corner of the school, watching the young master leave briskly.

It was he who helped transfer the coachman, otherwise, with Jack's current rank, there would be nothing he could do about him.

This butler is really closer than Jack's father.

On the other side, Jack, who didn't know it, walked along the street for a while, but he didn't know if the children were busy today. After walking for a long time, he couldn't find them, and he also met a few guys with unkind eyes.

They didn't get close to Jack, but hung a few meters behind Jack, walking casually, with a few pairs of vicious small eyes scanning Jack's back, making him feel uncomfortable.

Jack put his schoolbag on his chest calmly, thinking secretly in his heart.

There were three people behind them. They didn't hide their intentions. They looked confident, and Jack didn't panic. He squeezed the things in his schoolbag, turned around and walked into a small alley.

Seemingly sensing that the prey was about to run, the three young men immediately followed the alley, and sure enough, they saw Jack running all the way with his little butt twisting.

"stop!"

Several gangsters yelled like fish, scrambling to catch up.

Jack, who was running ahead, shook his head in his heart. He really didn't understand what these bastards were thinking. If he said "stop", would he stop?

Is not this nonsensical?

Of course you have to stop!