Nonstop Surprises

A handsome young man stared blankly at the letter in front of him that morning.

His name was Adam Lee, a half-blood, and today was the day before his eleventh birthday in this life.

His plan for today was to wake up early, go for a morning run... just like every day before. However, this morning, a plump, round-faced Scottish chicken disrupted his peaceful day...

Or rather, disrupted his peaceful life.

His original life plan was to study hard, improve every day, and then inherit his mother's seven Chinese restaurants and his father's three French restaurants, enjoying his healthy body in this life and living a plain life.

But now, looking at the school crest on the envelope, composed of a lion, snake, badger, and eagle surrounding the capital letter "H," Adam seemed to see a bald, noseless guy laughing "hehehe" suddenly intruding into his future life.

He recalled that he was born in the same year as the famous savior, just six days apart in birthday—in other words, if this letter wasn't some kind of prank, he would be entering Hogwarts in the same year as Harry Potter. Unfortunately, there was no fantasy novel called "Harry Potter" in this world or this era.

Which meant that, barring any accidents, he was about to spend seven exciting and thrilling years at the safest magic school in the world:

In the first year, Voldemort would come to steal the Sorcerer's Stone, in the second year, the Basilisk would invade, in the third year, the Dementors would come to the school, in the fourth year, the Triwizard Tournament would be restarted, in the fifth year, Umbridge would physically punish students, in the sixth year, the headmaster would be attacked and die, and in the seventh year, the school would directly become a battlefield.

Wow~ How exciting (laughs).

"Hey, Mom, is business good today?"

"Yeah, I miss you too."

"I'm calling mainly to talk to you about my plan to go to China for middle school... or the United States, France, anywhere, just not in England."

"I'm not talking nonsense, I'm not sick, I'm mentally stable."

"I haven't told Dad yet... Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

Hanging up the phone, Adam opened the envelope and sighed as he looked at the wording inside, which was almost identical to what he remembered.

If he had been born seven years earlier or seven years later, Hogwarts would have been his dream school, and he would have jumped up with excitement upon receiving this letter—except during this time period.

He could only see if he would have the opportunity to become a teacher at Hogwarts for a year after graduation, and visit it while he was at it.

His parents came back faster than expected. Madam Li threw her bag on the sofa as soon as she got home and entered family meeting mode, and Mr. Reed quickly rushed to the battlefield after parking the car.

"Honey, if you're feeling tired from studying, we can definitely take a year off and rest."

"Although we've always praised you for your good grades, we don't love you because of your grades. No matter how you do in school, you're our pride, and you must never feel pressured."

"The store isn't busy these days. How about we go to Disney World for a while?"

Perhaps they had talked about it in the car, but they both clearly thought that Adam was saying this because he was under too much academic pressure.

"Mom, Dad, I'm not feeling pressured by my studies."

Adam took out the Hogwarts letter and showed it to them:

"It's because of this."

Adam didn't hide the fact that he was a wizard. Although he didn't plan to go to Hogwarts, he still planned to learn magic. There was more than just Hogwarts in the world.

His grandmother was French, and his mother was Chinese. He could go to either side, which was safer than the fiery Hogwarts.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

The two of them picked up the letter and looked at each other, seeing a hint of confusion in each other's eyes.

Was this some kind of prank...?

"Wait! I think I've heard this name somewhere..."

Mr. Reed suddenly frowned and fell into thought.

Huh?! Did the Ministry of Magic's Obliviate have any slip-ups?

Just as Adam was surprised, Mr. Reed slapped his forehead:

"Ah! I remember now, isn't this the fairy tale my parents used to tell me when I was a kid, about dragons and magic and stuff? It seems like your grandparents prepared a birthday surprise for you."

Recalling his childhood memories, Mr. Reed looked nostalgic:

"When I was eleven, they said there would be a surprise, and in the end, they prepared a three-layer cake for me. I wonder what they'll prepare for you?"

Adam opened his mouth, looking at his dad with a complicated expression. He seemed, maybe, probably knew something...

"How about we call Grandpa and Grandma and ask?"

Although he had a rough idea of what had happened back then, Adam still wanted to confirm.

"Well, wouldn't that be bad? After all, it's a surprise your grandparents prepared, and they might be unhappy if I expose it."

Mr. Reed hesitated a little, even regretting that he had blurted out the truth.

His relationship with his parents was a little delicate.

It wasn't bad, he had been very close to his parents since he was a child, and his parents fully supported him and provided financial support when he started his restaurant business.

But it wasn't good either. His parents had asked him to move out on the day he turned eighteen, and they had rarely come to see them these years, at most just making a phone call.

"Let's just call and ask. I'm really curious. Let me ask."

Seeing Adam's insistence, the couple had no objections. Adam directly picked up the phone in the living room and started dialing.

It wasn't long before the phone was answered.

"Jerry, what's up?"

Adam's grandfather's voice came from the other end of the line.

"Grandpa, it's me."

"Oh, it's Adam, dear! What can Grandpa do for you?"

Listening to the instantly gentler tone on the other end, Adam felt inexplicably nervous.

"Grandpa, do you know about Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

"..."

The other end suddenly fell silent, followed by his grandfather's somewhat excited voice.

"Hogwarts! You got the letter, didn't you, dear! Merlin's pants! I knew it! I've been waiting all month! Emma! Come here!"

Then came a series of calls, somewhat distant from the receiver and therefore blurred. His grandfather's voice became clear again.

"Listen, child, stay at home. Grandma and Grandpa will be there soon!"

Grandpa hung up the phone after saying that. Adam put down the phone, looked at his parents, and pursed his lips.

"Grandpa said they'll be here soon."

"Here soon? But they're in Devon..."

Mr. Reed hadn't finished speaking when the doorbell rang.

"..."

The three people in the room exchanged glances. Mr. Reed stood up, walked to the door, and opened it somewhat nervously.

"Mom and Dad?!"

"Oh, son, we missed you so much~"

The elder Mr. and Madam Reed hugged Mr. Reed at the door and then went straight inside towards Adam.

"Dear, let us see the letter!"

Mr. Reed, standing at the door: "???"

He felt like he had been loved briefly, and then... "pop," it was gone.

Madam Li handed the letter to her in-laws, while keenly noticing that Adam hadn't mentioned the letter on the phone earlier.

If the letter was prepared by the old couple, so they knew about it, and their current appearance was because they rushed to the vicinity in advance to prepare a surprise for their son...

But what about the phone call that went through?

"Good, great, Merlin bless..."

The old couple looked at the letter paper and envelope over and over again. Suddenly, the elder Mr. Reed looked up.

"By the way, has this been mentioned to your father-in-law?"

Seeing Madam Li's puzzled look, the elder Mr. Reed nodded.

"Okay, I'll contact him and make him happy too."

Adam: "???"

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