Chapter 1 The Manor with Only Two People

Title: Hogwarts's Natural Couple

1987 was a relatively ordinary era. If you want to talk about a topic that even if you have just graduated from nine years of compulsory education, it will only be broken down by the Soviet Union in four years. As for the topic I don't know, it is estimated that there will be only the fire at King's Railwav Station in November.

Doug looked at the newspaper in his hand and frowned. Looking out of the window at the gloomy sky, he sighed leisurely. It has been four years since he crossed over. At that time, he lost consciousness when he crossed into a one- or three-year-old child. When he woke up again, he appeared in the manor. Doug still doesn't know where the single-family manor is. He can only know from the newspapers he is in England. As for the specific location, it is unknown.

And the owner of the manor, Mrs. Mary, her behavior also made Doug feel puzzled. He doesn't know whether there is a kindergarten in the UK, but for a long time, in addition to teaching him knowledge and eating will appear. He was not allowed to step out of the manor.

Doug's life is extremely simple and boring. He learns knowledge in the morning and noble etiquette in the afternoon. He was just a petty citizen in China in his last life, and his so-called aristocratic knowledge is not very sufficient. But even so, he doesn't think that there are only two people in an aristocratic manor, which is a normal phenomenon.

"Ding Dong Dong!" The rapid knock on the door gradually sounded. Doug looked out of the window and knew it was time to eat. This is also his depressed point. This is not a time travel to

ancient times. It is inexplicable. In this manor, there is no such thing as electricity. It's ridiculous. He felt that it should not go on like this. He needed to talk to Mrs. Mary.

I got up, opened the door, and saw an aristocratic red dress, which was Mrs. Mary's favorite. Even if she is in her forties, she still likes bright red.

As usual, Mrs. Mary had no expression on her face. She looked down at Doug and said, "You're three minutes late."

It is still a three-minute concept. Mrs. Mary always believes that as a nobleman, she needs to go downstairs to eat when the time is up. Whether it is in advance or delayed, it is not qualified. This made him feel very helpless. So, now he is waiting for Mrs. Mary to call him down every day. At least, on the way down, the two can have some communication.

Doug felt that if he didn't chat anymore, he would be bored. He didn't even know how these four years had passed, and Mrs. Mary never gave him a chance to chat.

Doug smiled in line with the expectations of society and replied, "Mrs. Mary, I think we should talk today."

"It really needs to be talked about. As an heir, you haven't learned any elegance about aristocracy. At least, you shouldn't let me stand at the door of your room and talk about things.

Doug couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, nobleman! What a nobleman! In the country of China where he lived in his previous life, who didn't have a powerful ancestor? He really doesn't understand the British way, and he doesn't want to understand it. But the problem now is that you need to communicate with her about eating Mrs. Mary and living in Mrs. Mary.

"Madam, please come in." Doug invited Mrs. Mary into his room, to be honest, even after four years. The manor is still a mystery to him, because Mrs. Mary allowed his activities only in his room, bathroom and banquet living room (canteen). In addition, other places are forbidden areas for him. Doug himself is not that curious. He deeply knew that there were some things that were not necessarily good for him.

Mrs. Mary did not refuse Doug's invitation, which somewhat surprised him. If this is normal, she won't say one more word to him at all, but only a wave of cynicism. Doug knew that this was an extremely strong woman.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" Mrs. Mary crossed her hands on her knees and asked seriously.

"It's about my future, madam. I'm seven years old this year. Can I start to receive some education, such as going to primary school? Doug asked with the same serious look. He has his own plan. He has no idea of resisting this kind of thing when he encounters him. If you read a lot of novels, it's always good to live a lifetime. The only thing I'm a little dissatisfied with is that I travel to the desert of the United Kingdom, which is neither a high school student who has a good life nor a tramp in the United States. The food is still terrible. In addition to potatoes or potatoes, Doug thought it was a legend that the starry sky once appeared on the table.

Therefore, he made a plan, a plan about his own ability. He was too tired to be a social animal in his last life, so he wanted to be a magician in this life. Crossing over is not useless. He has gained a superpower, which is a little similar to mind. The strength is not very high, but it is barely possible to take things from the air. After so many years of exercise, he has almost been able to finely control this power of thought. He can't do too much outrageous things, and Doug doesn't want to do it. The only thing he wants to do is the magician.

The plan is done. Before becoming an adult, learn more about the magician's skills, and then go directly to participate in the draft to a certain extent, playing close-up magic. When the economic freedom is realized and famous, he will go to China to settle down and strive for a permanent residence permit in China. The plan is such a plan, but it is not certain whether the current Mrs. Mary can agree or not.

When Mrs. Mary heard Doug's words, she frowned slightly and said, "Tomorrow, the professor who can really teach you will come to teach you knowledge. Don't worry about that. You just need to wait. If that's all you want to tell me, you can clean up your house and go down to dinner with me."

A very unexpected answer, or a strange answer. Doug couldn't understand when to teach primary school students to go to the professor. He felt that his plan might be abrupt. After all, the intensity of foreign elite education is not much worse than the exam-oriented education received in China in his previous life. For him who wants to lie down, it is a disaster.

This is not the point. The point is that Mrs. Mary seems to have something else in her words. There has never been a third person in

this manor.