So I traveled through time and space, right? I am not a senior who is called the enemy of the Scottish round-faced fat chicken. I have arrived in the magical world and still have an expression of reluctance.

As a senior Harry Potter fan, now that I have come to this world, how can I not see this infinitely wonderful world!

If nothing else, you have to go to Hogwarts! As the only designated college by the British Ministry of Magic, it is a one-stop school for students aged 11 to 18, saving you the trouble of choosing a school for further studies.

Thinking of this, Wentworth suddenly reacted and asked quickly: "Granny Rosier, I am 11 years old this year. Logically, I should have received an owl letter from Hogwarts this year. If there is no letter, it means that I am a Squib!"

"But it's only July now, and it's not even September 1st when Hogwarts starts. Maybe my owl is still on the way!"

After hearing what Wentworth said, Rosier looked at Wentworth with a look of regret, shook his head and said, "Wentworth, it seems that you do know a lot about the wizarding world, and everything you said is indeed correct. But unfortunately, we have learned that just three days ago, the last owl that delivered the admission notice has completed its mission and returned!"

After hearing what Rosier said, Wentworth was completely desperate. The Book of Acceptance and the Pen of Admission stored in Hogwarts had never been wrong. Since he had not received the admission letter from Hogwarts, it could only mean that he really had no talent for magic.

For some reason, Wentworth suddenly thought of Filch.

Seeing Wentworth's lost face, Rozier's face flashed with pity, and he could only comfort him and said:

"Okay Wentworth, don't be like this. There's nothing wrong with being a Muggle. The wizarding world is not as beautiful as you think. What happened tonight is not uncommon in the wizarding world."

"Even people like us did this a lot in the past. Staying away from the wizarding world, at least we can ensure that the bloodline of the Grindelwald family will not be cut off."

After listening to Rozier's words, Wentworth had planned in a short period of time how to use a small amount of money to buy the World Cup, and then invest in several companies like Amazon, Apple, and Google, so as to achieve financial freedom around the age of 30.

But this kind of life of lying down and making money is not the life Wentworth wants! But now that things have come to this, even if Wentworth is helpless and unwilling, he has no choice but to say: "Thank you, Grandma Rosier, and everyone, thank you for saving me tonight! Wentworth is grateful!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Rozier waved his hand and said nonchalantly:

"Don't say that, Wentworth. In fact, this matter is also our fault! I have been staying not far from you for all these years just to protect your safety."

"But, when I learned that you were a Squib... Sorry, when I learned that you had no magical talent, my heart was so sad that I left for a few days and went to talk to these old guys."

"We have already experienced this kind of sadness once before, when it happened to your father! After your grandfather's brother, who is also our master, was imprisoned, we need someone to step forward, and that person can only be Grindelwald!"

"But what we didn't expect was that your father was finally proven to have no magical talent. But it doesn't matter. We were not too old at the time. We thought we still had a chance. But we never expected that even you..."

Having said that, Rozier, who had been elegant and cool since he appeared tonight, suddenly choked up uncontrollably.

Behind Rozier, the others also shook their heads and sighed.

Seeing this, Wentworth had to speak quickly to comfort the old people in front of him.

"Granny Rosier, everyone, it's okay, it's really okay. The Muggle world is developing very fast now. Maybe it won't be long before the Muggle world is more exciting than the wizarding world!"

What Wentworth didn't expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, Rosier and the others all stopped sobbing and looked at him with wide eyes.

Wentworth felt uneasy. Did he say something wrong and expose his identity?

"Yes, it's true! That's what the master told us when he was in Paris, right?"

Rosier gently stroked Wentworth's cheek, with an indescribable trance in his eyes.

After hearing what Rozier said, Wentworth breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, Wentworth heard a "pop" sound on the glass behind him and quickly turned around to look.

"This...is this an owl?!"

"Quick! Put it in!"

"Broken glass!"

"Here comes the owl!"

For a moment, everyone in the room was in a mess! Let's go back in time. When Su Xinghe just became Wentworth, in Hogwarts, in a tower that no student had ever set foot in, a faded feather pen that was originally inserted in a silver ink bottle slowly floated up.

Then, the feather pen slowly floated to an ancient black dragon leather book beside it and solemnly wrote a name on it - Wentworth Grindelwald.

Soon, Professor McGonagall appeared outside the headmaster's office.

"Lemon Sherbet!"

Following the password, the door of the headmaster's office was opened, and Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, the president of the International Confederation of Wizards, the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, and the greatest white wizard of our time, appeared in front of McGonagall in pajamas.

"Oh, Professor McGonagall, you are here so late. Did something happen in school? Don't be anxious. Talk slowly. Would you like a glass of iced lemonade first?"

As Dumbledore spoke, he waved his fingers gently, and a glass of iced lemonade slowly floated in front of McGonagall.

But the deputy headmaster of Hogwarts in front of Dumbledore showed no intention of taking it. Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore with a serious expression and said:

"Dumbledore, don't worry about the iced lemon juice. I think there is something you must know right away. It is related to the new students' return to school. It is very urgent!"

Seeing this, Dumbledore raised his eyebrows calmly and said as if jokingly:

"Is there something wrong with the freshmen? You know, Professor McGonagall, I have always had confidence in you. I believe that the problem is definitely not with Hogwarts! So what is the problem with the freshmen? It can't be that some freshmen ate the owl that delivered the letter! Haha..."

Dumbledore took a sip of the iced lemon juice in his hand and said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)