Sneck had gold fingers, but it was useless now. He knew that he could definitely activate it. In his already very thin memory, I vaguely remember that someone wanted to watch the fun. This would not make him unable to activate the fun of watching ordinary people, right? Sure enough, the abnormal situation happened when Sneck was nine years old. That day Bill took Sneck to watch the second-tier team Portsmouth.

The fans on the court were wearing the home team's jerseys and waving the club's flag - they were very excited. The victory and loss of each game depended on whether the team could be promoted to the first league. They fell from the first league and dreamed of returning to the first league. Sneck was not a fan at first, but he was infected by his uncle Bill over the years and became a fan - most of them. In fact, what Sneck liked more is basketball...

The atmosphere of the court was extremely warm, which made the nine-year-old Sneck excited. The child was not easy to control his emotions, and the game reached its peak when the home team scored a goal that might be the winner. Countless balloons flew into the sky, and Sneck felt a strange feeling in the excitement, "It's not enough to just put out the balloons! Not enough!" In his unconscious restlessness, hundreds of balloons flying into the sky experienced a chain explosion...

Wherever Dark Sneck's eyes reached, all the balloons exploded, in return for the exclamation of the entire audience.

There was no investigation result afterwards. Sneck saw that he had no golden fingers in recent years, so he simply stopped thinking about it and started to enjoy the life of a rich young master. His uncle gave him a very good private elementary school, and Sneck's grades were very good, so the teacher almost ignored his study life as a "knight" - yes, this kid is quite famous in school and is one of the people who cause trouble.

But he is a decent person who causes trouble and always stands on the side of "justice". As for what justice is? It depends on where his butt was at that time. Anyway, children form cliques and make trouble in school, Sneck is definitely one of the most active ones. Fortunately, although he is naughty and has good grades, the teacher doesn't care much about him.

His uncle Bill has been around him now, but he has constant women around him, but he doesn't get married and doesn't have his own children. The absurd guy is "bringing" Sneck in a sense. From Gomeer's point of view, his new life is now like this trouble, and it is definitely this uncle who has ruined him. As for good grades, he has a good mind, and it has nothing to do with this uncle...

Sneck is a noble black-haired and dark-eyed descendant, a typical "Roman" descendant, which is different from the rubbish red-haired Celtics and the brunette Anssa rubbish. One point he often mocks the red-haired classmates in the school is that "my ancestors completely and completely defeated your queen, red-haired scumbags in the Battle of Whitling Avenue. Conquered and ruled the entire Britannia!" Then his behavior usually ends with a fight.

The young Snake was a brave warrior. His fists were quite hard and his uncle Bill taught him a lot of boxing skills - his uncle himself often fought for women, and he was quite proficient in this regard. And when this young Snake was still called Gomeyer, he also had a bad temper. In school, he definitely won more than lose less, and he made a name for himself.

Now he is going to go to middle school. Because of his good grades, his uncle is rich enough, and he also performed well in the school club activities. The teacher's comment was "passionate, motivated, and has the talent of leadership." So my uncle applied to him for Eton University, so it is hard to say whether he can enter, but it should be fine if he is famous private brands.

Just when he was eleven, "Oh, hell! This is not common! Bill, there is an owl here! Is it a celestial osmanthus?" Daxneck saw a bird outside the window, and always felt something was abnormal. Bill held the whiskey in his hand and raised his head. "We don't have mice here, but this is indeed an elestial osmanthus. Oh! No! Damn!" The owl pecked directly and the glass window was shattered.

Then the bird flew in and threw a letter in his claws in front of the shocked Daxneck. Sneck was in a storm at this moment. How could he not be familiar with this kind of scene? He was simply a fresh memory, okay? Isn’t this the fucking plot of Harry Potter? He has read seven books and two or three movies, but he never expected that the bastards who wanted to watch the fun would throw him into the world of Harry Potter.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing? It's hard to say, but it must be interesting! At this moment, the old boy Daxneck's heart was pounding. He opened the letter - he had almost guessed everything inside. Sure enough... A Bill Langton who came over next to him said, "The principal of the Hogwarts Magic School: Albus Dumbledore. (President of the International Magic Federation, President of the Wizards Association, and Level 1 Magician of the Sir Merlin)

Dear Mr. Sneke:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been allowed to attend Hogwarts Magic School. The letter is accompanied by a list of required books and equipment. The semester is scheduled to begin on September 1st. We will wait for your owl to bring your reply by July 31st.

Vice President (female)

Minerva McGregor.”

Here is a table listing the things you need to buy in the first school year and what to do. My uncle and nephew looked at each other. Bill Langton first said, "I'm starting to believe it..." He pointed to the owl standing next to him. "I really haven't heard of anyone training owls to deliver letters... and the way the address is written... doesn't seem like a prank can be imagined - after all, it's only been less than two minutes for you to get off the top."

"Even if you believe it, the question is that the ticket says "There is no more than three quarters of the station on Kings Cross Station? Where can I buy these things?" Bill drank the wine from the quilt in one sip, while Sneck found a piece of paper and wrote on it with a pen, "Sorry, can you give a specific explanation? For example, where can I buy these things?" He knew it was Diagon Alley, but he couldn't say it.

The paper was folded and handed over to the owl - Bill took a sausage to the big bird. The eagle ate the sausage, glanced at Bill with a sideways, grabbed the note and flew away...
Chapter completed!