Little wizards at Hogwarts can bring a pet when they enter the school. Generally speaking, it is nothing more than a cat, an owl or a toad. A mouse like Ron's is an alternative.

In terms of dogs, apart from the three-headed dog in Artel's impression, there is only the tooth in Hagrid's hut.

It seems that none of the students have dogs at school.

Besides, Charlie is still a fierce Doberman pinscher and has been trained as a hound. Hogwarts may not agree with him taking Charlie to school.

"Poor little fellow."

Artel patted Charlie on the head, and the latter rubbed him affectionately, continuing to gulp down the steak.

After walking the dog, Artel went back to the castle to watch TV for a while. When it was time, he went to lunch. After lunch, he rested for a while. Artel was going to have today's shooting training.

In general, afternoon training is carried out every other day, in addition to shooting, there are equestrian and combat training.

Artel was using a PPK pistol with less recoil, but he was still sore wrists after training.

"The moving target hits all the time, the fixed target hits the bull's-eye time after time, Artel, the Shelbys will be proud of you."

In charge of teaching Artel to shoot is his father Freddie's good brother Jerome, who is also a sharpshooter and has saved Freddie's life several times. Artel respects him very much.

"Thank you for your compliment, Uncle Jerome, if it weren't for your teaching, I don't think I would have achieved such a result."

"Hahaha."

Jerome laughed happily, took two gulps from his glass, and told Artel some stories about how he fought Birmingham with Freddy, and the afternoon training was over.

Artel went straight to his own swimming pool behind the castle, soaked in the pool and ate some cakes, and after afternoon tea, Artel swam a few laps before returning to the castle.

That's it for today's campaign, Artel turns on the TV.

For half a month, Artel was looking forward to the reply from the owl every day, and finally that night, Artel's window was knocked again.

It was the owl that brought Professor McGonagall's reply.

Professor McGonagall said in her letter that she would visit at 3:00 p.m. on July 30. Reading between the lines, she seemed to have a good impression of Artel.

Artel glanced at the calendar, the 30th was still a week away.

"In a week, I will be in touch with the wizarding world!"

Artel couldn't help but be fascinated when he thought of the mysterious magic, the incredible power.

In order to welcome Professor McGonagall, Artel went to Michael specifically and told him that a very distinguished guest would come to the door on the afternoon of the 30th, and asked him to inform the servants to prepare the desserts and drinks needed for afternoon tea in advance.

In addition, Artel also asked him to notify the Razorback gunmen who were guarding Shelby Manor in advance. After all, he didn't want Professor McGonagall to walk into the manor and find that there were gang members with guns everywhere.

Finally, under Artel's thoughts, the time came to July 30.

Two fifty in the afternoon.

Artel brought Sophia, accompanied by Shelby and many servants, to the gate of the manor.

At 2:58, a beautiful silver tabby cat gracefully appeared on the road outside Shelby Manor, Artel's eyes lit up, he knew that Professor McGonagall was a f*ck Gus, no accident , this tabby cat should be Professor McGonagall.

But what surprised him was that the tabby cat didn't come over, but stopped abruptly, and then suddenly got into the woods beside him.

In fact, Professor McGonagall did not expect so many people at the gate of Shelby Manor.

As a wizard, she couldn't show magic in front of Muggles, except, of course, at Hogwarts admissions, because she needed to perform some magic to convince the young wizard's Muggle parents.

But there are indeed too many people coming, not only Artel and his guardian, but also some unrelated people. Professor McGonagall has no choice but to get into the woods.

"The time is almost up."

Michael took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. It was two fifty-nine.

"I'm sure she'll be there on time."

Artel opened his mouth to speak, and his voice only fell. A woman in an emerald green robe came out of the woods abruptly, startling everyone waiting at the gate of the manor.

She is a serious-looking woman with a pair of glasses. She is tall and a little thin. She looks like she is in her 60s or 70s. She has some heavy crow's feet, but she is in a good state of mind. Her black hair is tied up high. , with a little mystery, was looking at Artel at this time.

Because Artel looked surprised when he saw her, and then it even turned into surprise.

Of course, Professor McGonagall didn't know, because when he saw Professor McGonagall himself, a sudden voice suddenly appeared in Artel's mind.

Ding!

It is detected that the host has successfully contacted important plot characters in the Harry Potter world, and the system is turned on!

Please host as soon as possible to choose the artifact that needs to be created.

"Artifact? What artifact?"

Artel, who was caught in surprise, didn't have time to think. He only knew that he had a Gold Finger, and this Gold Finger could only be triggered after touching the main characters of Harry Potter.

Because this is the world of Harry Potter!

"Mr. Artel Shelby?"

Professor McGonagall looked at Shelby and asked curiously:

"You look like... a bit of a surprise."

"Yes, Professor McGonagall."

Artel came to his senses and gave Professor McGonagall a gentleman's salute.

"You should understand that in the legends, the images of witches are relatively evil, and they are often accompanied by death and curses. To be honest, before this, I always thought you..."

Artel said, smiling embarrassedly.

"I really saw you and found that you are completely different from what I imagined. Although it looks serious, I can feel your kindness, which is enough to surprise me."

After listening to Artel's words, Professor McGonagall's face showed a look of astonishment.

She looked at Artel, then smiled.

"Thank you, Artel."

The conversation between the two made the people on the side puzzled, and Michael's eyes had a hint of vigilance. He just seemed to hear Artel talking about a witch.

Could this so-called guest be a witch?

Poor Artel must have been deceived by this woman!

Michael looked bad. He was about to speak when he heard Artel invite the woman to the manor's castle. After thinking about it, he still didn't speak, just winked at his brother Jimmy.

Jimmy nodded without looking, and the group got into the car bound for the castle in a strange atmosphere.

Yes, because Shelby Manor is a bit large, it is generally a scooter from the gate to the castle.

Professor McGonagall naturally rides with Artel in a car, with Michael driving and Jimmy in the co-pilot.

"This...Professor McGonagall, do you know which university did you study in?"

Jimmy glanced at McGonagall through the rearview mirror and asked. *

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