Chapter 1
July 4, 1990.
46 Charlton Street, London.
The Wilson family belonged to the middle class in London.
His father, Jason, was a professor at the Royal Veterinary College, University of London.
Mother Linda opened a pet hospital in the community, and the business is very good.
Son Pyne inherited the couple's outstanding looks, and even surpassed them.
If you have to find someone to compare, it is the enhanced version of the pinnacle small plum.
Today, Jason and Linda are particularly excited.
Because July 4th is not only the birthday of their genius son, Pine Wilson.
More importantly, on this day, they finally received an offer from Wimbledon King's School.
OMG!
Thankfully, Pyne didn't choose to go to the more prestigious Eton or Harrow schools.
This couldn't help but make her mother Linda breathe a big sigh of relief.
As a professional veterinarian, she knows all too well what males should be exposed to during estrus.
Both schools were purely boarding schools for boys.
Adolescence does not allow boys to learn how to get along with girls
Instead, a group of boys with strong hormone secretion slept together day and night.
I shudder to think about it.
It turns out that this is the root of the 'prestige' of the corrupt country of Great Britain?
Up and down, rot prevails.
It's better to go to King Wimbledon.
The school was formerly the High School of the University of London, and her husband was a professor at the Royal Veterinary College of the University of London.
Close to home and able to go to school.
Knock on the point: co-educational.
Blessed by his parents' birthday song, Pyne blew out the candles.
It marks the official entry of his 11th year.
"Happy birthday, son, and guess what I have in store for you?".
Mr. Jason brought a cardboard box from his bedroom and said mysteriously.
Pyne was speechless, "I heard the cat in the box barking." "
Unexpectedly, Mr. Jason said proudly
"This is no ordinary kitten, you would never guess!".
This made Pyne curious, "Muppet, Persia, Sisson?"
He guessed a few more expensive pet cats, but none of them were right.
Mr. Jason was even more proud of this, and even took the initiative to open the box.
A two-month-old milk cat with silver, satin-smooth hair and a little leopard spot was revealed.
The cat's eyes are very agile and seem to be able to speak.
The first time he saw Pine, he obediently "meowed": begging for masturbation.
But what caught Pyne's eye the most was the perfect and vivid scarab motif on the cat's forehead.
"Like this, I'm not surprised, I guess your mother hasn't seen this kind of cat in a pet hospital for a long time?".
Mr. Jason said with a laugh.
Ms. Linda on the side was also shocked by this beautiful and mysterious kitten, and said after careful observation
"Well, I haven't seen it, it looks a bit like an Abyssinian, but with smaller ears. "
But Pyne was different, he was a fan of Harry Potter books in his previous life, and he was interested in the origins of magic involved in it.
One of the oldest known pieces of magic is the pyramids of ancient Egypt.
Bill Weasley, the eldest son of the Weasleys in Harry Potter, was hired by Gringotts after graduation to help break ancient curses and obtain the treasures inside the pyramids.
So for ancient Egyptian culture, Pyne also did some research.
The ancient Egyptians worshipped cats very much, and they first domesticated cats into pets and spread them all over the world.
There was even a temple dedicated to cats.
So Pyne recognized it at a glance and was even very pleasantly surprised:
"Is this an Egyptian cat? And unlike modern breeds, it's an ancient Egyptian cat!".
Mr. Jason was surprised.
I was involved in the breeding of ancient Egyptian cats that I accidentally discovered.
It was the first time I came into contact with this legendary cat.
I didn't expect my son to recognize it at a glance.
But in a blink of an eye, I thought of my son's genius attributes.
Everything seems to be so reasonable.
"Sure enough, it still didn't stump you. "
Mr. Jason said with a little regret but also with great relief: "It is worthy of my son." "
"Ancient Egyptian cats?" Ms. Linda on the side couldn't help but wonder a little, "Is there anything special about this?"
Pine understands his mother's thoughts.
Although she is a veterinarian, she doesn't know much about the origin history of cats, so she explained:
"The common Egyptian cat is scarce, but not none, but the ancient Egyptian cat, as the first breed of cat domesticated by our humans, is now almost extinct. "
"I didn't expect this kitten to come from so well, Pine, what are you going to name it?".
Mother Linda asked in amazement, stroking the kitten's hair that seemed to glow with silver light.
"Yuumi. "
Pine thought about it and felt that this cat looked a lot like a character from a game in his previous life, and said without hesitation
"It felt like it fits perfectly. "
"Meow!".
The silver kitten seemed to like the name too, waving its little paws happily.
At this time, Linda called out to her husband and brought out the gift she had prepared for her son.
When Pyne opened it, it turned out to be the desktop computer he had in mind.
I was even more excited.
With this computer, I can do a lot of things in advance.
For example: make up a piece of software?
Once reborn, the family is wealthy, and his parents love him very much.
Except that for the time being, I haven't found the necessary golden finger for the traverser.
Everything was perfect.
Pine can't wait to take advantage of the prophet and make a fortune in the financial and internet fields.
Strive to achieve financial freedom before the age of 20, retire successfully, and comfortably start the salted fish mode.
Rotten enjoy the sun, the sand, the bikini.
This is the life of a traverser.
After opening the gifts, the family of three happily divided the cake.
And the kitten Yuumi also got a bowl of milk and happily made a "purring" sound.
But it didn't take long for a "fluttering" sound to come from the balcony.
Yuumi, who was enjoying milk, suddenly stood up in his ears.
Then there was a "meow", like a silver lightning, and it instantly rushed to the balcony.
"Yuumi, don't run around!" Pyne hurriedly chased after him.
I saw it crouching on the floor of the balcony, confronting a round-faced owl with its head tilted.
The picture is indescribably weird.
Hearing the sound of its master's footsteps, Yuumi shook its silver-gray ears in anger.
In the mouth, a row of sharp teeth is exposed, and a "meow" milk murderous sound is made.
I don't know if it's an illusion, Pine saw a thick mockery in the eyes of the round-faced fat chicken.
Yuumi was furious: You think I'm small, so I'm easy to bully?
I'm going to pounce on it right away, and let this Scottish fat chicken see how powerful Ben Meow is!
Unexpectedly, he was grabbed by Pyne's neck and picked up.
"A good cat doesn't eat the immediate loss, that owl is so fat, you can't beat it now. "
Surprisingly, the round-faced owl seemed to be able to understand Pine's words.
Seeing that the other party dared to say that he was fat, he flew into the sky angrily and circled back and forth.
Finally, an envelope is smashed on Pine's head.
"Airdrop?".
Pine quickly dodged it, then curiously picked up the envelope and flipped it over to take a look.
On the back of the envelope was a purple wax seal, a shield coat of arms, and a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake surrounded by the capital "H".
How the badge on this feels familiar.
Then Pyne's pupils dilated.
I began to scold my mother in my heart:
How did this world suddenly become a Harry Potter fandom?
But where is Goldfinger?
You must know that the Harry Potter world has a bunch of snakes, spirits, and wizards.
Especially the second generation of the Dark Lord who has no nose.
If you have nothing to do, you love to give people a big melon.
If you don't have a gold finger, it's a fart.
Hogwarts is too dangerous
This kind of broken school who falls in love with whom!