I Really Want to Escape But Can't

"Dad! Why have I never heard of any of this before?"

Adam's maternal grandparents were also quick to act, going straight through the Ministry of Magic's international channel and arriving at Adam's house before lunch.

Madam Li, who had been educated about the Wizarding World by the Old Reeds during this time, immediately blew her top the moment her parents arrived.

Although her husband hadn't been in contact with the Wizarding World later on and treated wizards as fairy tales, he had at least heard of it before it was confirmed that Hogwarts wasn't sending an admission letter.

Why was she completely ignorant of it from childhood to adulthood?

Adam's grandmother was catching up with Adam, so she had no choice but to ask her own father.

"Our side and Britain have different ways of judging whether a child has the potential for cultivation. During a child's first birthday celebration, we mix items with spiritual energy among the items for them to grab. If they have the talent for cultivation, the child will naturally be attracted to the items with spiritual energy."

Adam's grandfather spread his hands:

"Back then, you grabbed a Golden Abacus and refused to let go, not even glancing at the Wooden Sword, Copper Coin, or Jade Pendant next to it. We knew you didn't have the talent for cultivation—but you did have a knack for business. You're the best at making money out of all your siblings."

Madam Li choked, then frowned and asked:

"What about Adam? Although he was born in Britain, didn't you also do a first birthday celebration for him when he was little? Did you not put anything with that...spiritual energy?"

"We did, but he grabbed a book without any spiritual energy. Turns out he's really good at studying. Not like you when you were little, we had to climb a tree to catch you to get you to study..."

"Dad!"

Madam Li's cheeks flushed slightly.

"Ahem, I clearly remember that book didn't have any spiritual energy, so Adam shouldn't have any talent for cultivation either, right? Could it be that the standards are different here in Britain than back home?"

Li Ziquan stroked the beard on his chin, suddenly a little suspicious whether those in his family who were considered to have no talent for cultivation had been similarly overlooked.

"It's not impossible..."

"In any case, it's a good thing that Adam received an acceptance letter from Hogwarts. It shows that Adam has the talent to become a Wizard."

Old Reed clapped his hands and looked at Adam:

"Grandpa will take you to Diagon Alley tomorrow to buy the things you need to prepare!"

"Tomorrow or..."

"Grandpa..."

"Grandma also..."

"Wait a minute!"

Adam suddenly raised his voice, silencing the somewhat noisy room.

"I don't want to go to Hogwarts to study."

Hearing this, not to mention what the four elders thought, Adam's parents first thought of their original purpose for coming home.

"What?! Why?"

Before the couple could figure it out, Old Reed's voice interrupted their thoughts:

"Do you want to be a Muggle forever?"

Saying that, the old Wizard directly took out his wand, wanting to show his grandson.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with being a Muggle."

Adam quickly glanced at his parents:

"Besides, I just don't want to go to Hogwarts to study. There should be other schools in the world where I can learn magic, right?"

"Why?!"

Old Reed was even more astonished, even with a bit of grievance in his voice:

"Hogwarts is the best magic school in the world!"

The other three elders present who did not graduate from Hogwarts looked at Old Reed in unison.

"Don't be so surprised, you're scaring the child."

Grandma Emma's fingers moved, and Old Reed was pulled by his waistband and sat down on the sofa with a "thump." Then Emma held Adam's hand:

"Child, there are indeed more than just Hogwarts in this world. But why don't you want to study at Hogwarts?"

"Umm..."

Adam hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Because I have a bad feeling. Hogwarts isn't safe."

"With Dumbledore around, Hogwarts is the safest magic school in the wooo-ooo-ooo—"

The scarf came to life and directly blocked Old Reed's mouth. Emma frowned and turned her head:

"Shut up. If Dumbledore were omnipotent, our family wouldn't have had to run to China."

Adam's grandmother, Emma, was originally French. After encountering the terrorist attacks organized by Grindelwald in France, she moved to Britain, where Dumbledore was, and met Old Reed in Britain.

After the two married and had children, they encountered Voldemort's rise. For the safety of their Squib son, they moved to China. Adam's parents met at that time.

She clearly recognized that even if Dumbledore could eventually resolve the crisis, it didn't mean that Dumbledore could guarantee that no one would die in the crisis.

At the same time, she didn't dismiss her grandson's premonition. Adam had been smart since he was little and wouldn't just spout nonsense. And it wasn't unheard of for a Wizard to have a strong premonition about something in the future.

Grindelwald, who destroyed her first home, was a Wizard with the gift of prophecy.

Nevertheless, Emma frowned and said:

"The decision of the Book of Admittance and the Quill of Acceptance is unchangeable. They contain extremely ancient and powerful magic. Since you received a letter from Hogwarts, it means your name was written on it at birth. It's probably impossible to go to other magic schools."

Adam was taken aback; he hadn't thought of that.

"What about transferring? I can enroll first but not attend, and transfer directly to another magic school."

"I haven't heard of a precedent for that, but we can write to Dumbledore and ask. He's your future headmaster."

Although she said that, Adam could tell from his mother's expression that this route was unlikely to work. The magic on the Book of Admittance probably wasn't so easy to fool.

"Then a leave of absence? Just say I'm not feeling well, and wait a few years..."

"That's even worse. If you don't properly guide the power in your body at the right age, your body will be damaged, and it may attract some bad things."

Seeming to see that Emma couldn't bear to dash Adam's hopes again, Grandma Shen Derong took over, and then looked at Emma.

"That's right, young wizard. If you don't know how to control your magic, a magic surge may occur, which is very dangerous, and we can't teach you that safely and comprehensively at home."

"... Ugh, fine."

Adam sighed, forced to accept the fact that he really had to go to Hogwarts.

But the good news was that, from this perspective, he only needed to learn spells to control his magic. Applying for a leave of absence after completing the first year should be feasible.

And the first year at Hogwarts was relatively safe. As long as he stayed away from the trapdoor, Professor Quirrell was quite safe. Even when the Weasley twins plastered Voldemort's face with snowballs, nothing happened.

"In that case, let's not send a letter to Mr. Dumbledore."

Unable to change the situation, there's no point in attracting Dumbledore's attention. Adam might encounter dangers he wouldn't otherwise face.

"Okay, let's write a reply to Hogwarts. Tomorrow, we'll take you to Diagon Alley. There are many magical things there. You'll love it."

Emma touched Adam's head, and seeing the worry still lingering on her grandson's face, she made a decision in her heart.