"The 58th winning number drawn in this issue is 4-3-9-6-2-8-0-0!!"

William, who was lying in a rental house, wrapped in a black suit on his upper body and SpongeBob shorts on his lower body, jumped up from the bed excitedly after hearing the number announced by the host on the TV.

"I won the prize? I won the prize!" William rubbed his eyes and repeatedly compared the scratch in his hand.

The number is certain!

"Haha, I'm a rich man."

He recalled yesterday, sighed at today, and imagined the future!

William was an orphan since childhood and his family was very poor.

But he did not give up his dream and insisted on buying lottery tickets every day. He believed that he would definitely win the prize.

Now, he succeeded and finally ushered in the harvest season!

With this money, William can do a lot.

You can buy a luxurious sea view villa located in the Taklamakan Desert, invest in a favorite actor, and give your favorite anchors a treatment for decades of depression...

Two days later, wearing a disposable mask, and a pair of children's sunglasses worth five yuan each on his nose, William walked into the Welfare Lottery Center fully armed.

His hair is greasy and his eyes are scattered. It seems that everyone is stealing Guevara.

He looked around...(bgm(good days) stuck)

There is no dense crowd of onlookers;

The IMF that was not holding a signature pen and waiting for him to donate;

There was no flock to the Hong Kong reporter who wanted to interview him.

There is no big scene, and there is no money...!

William Stark suddenly stood up and woke up from his stunning sleep.

Where am I?

who I am?

Where is my husband...ah, where is my money?

William looked around and found it was a dream, so he sighed and lay back on the bed.

No wonder it is a bit fake, but the others are quite real, but how could the Jade Emperor be printed on the RMB?!

After patting his head, William showed a boring expression, and that way... it was like Su Daqiang lying on the ground, trying to drink coffee with his hands.

A month ago, William was still living in the Celestial Empire, waiting for the organization to send people to talk to him about the issue of socialist successors, although he had been waiting for more than twenty years.

William's parents died when he was a child, and he only completed college with the support of kind-hearted people.

The beginning of the dream is real. He did win the grand prize, but during the celebration, he was eating hot pot and singing, and suddenly he was robbed by the kidnappers.

William still remembers the man's appearance: blood-red lips, sharp nose, grinning, cold and gloomy thrilling makeup... exactly the same as the Joker's outfit in Batman.

At first, William thought he was doing osplay, and he was looking for Batman with interest, but unexpectedly, he was knocked down by the other party.

Afterwards, the kidnappers took the money, tore the ticket, woke up again, and William traveled to England, returned to 1990, and became an eleven-year-old child.

After waking up, William became able to communicate normally with others in English, and the memory of an eleven-year-old child appeared in his mind.

The boy was named William Stark, a wealthy family. His father was a dentist, his mother was a professor at Cambridge University, and he also had a nine-year-old sister named Anne.

William was an orphan in his previous life, and was very satisfied with his current identity. As for his past, just consider it a nightmare and forget it.

The only regrettable thing is the scratch card.

Fortunately, William has already recorded the winning numbers in his diary. As long as it is not a parallel world, he will be a millionaire sooner or later, and he only needs to wait patiently... thirty years!

He won't go to eat hot pot any time he said this time.

William sighed, tossed and turned, and found that he was sleepless, so he prepared to get up and go out for a morning jog.

But after he stood up, he heard a "puff" sound from the balcony.

"Is Bobo tea you?" he asked softly while wearing his clothes.

Bobocha is a beautiful juvenile orange cat. Because of injury, he was rescued by William and later took it in as a cute pet.

Although this stray cat is not as rampant as London foxes, it is also very common.

Because his whole body is orange, William named him Bobo Tea.

Bobocha has an extremely docile personality, otherwise William's parents would not agree to keep it.

After quickly getting dressed, William opened the curtains and opened the glass door. The sunlight outside was warm but not dazzling.

It seems that today is a rare good weather!

William squinted and found Bobocha squatting on the marble floor of the balcony, confronting an owl.

The scene is indescribable.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Bobocha shook its orange ears, and a row of sharp teeth appeared in his mouth, making a "meow" cry of breasts. At the same time, he lowered his body and sat out his preparations for hunting.

The owl lowered his head and shook his head, staring at Bobocha with big eyes, as if he had disdainful eyes.

Can you bear this?

Bobocha was furious and then prepared to launch an attack.

William hurriedly stopped in front and said, "Bobo Tea, don't eat strange things randomly, you will get sick!"

He added: "You have to cook it before eating..."

"Gu!!!"

The owl seemed to understand William's words, tilted his head, glanced at the boy, looking offended.

It stared at a pair of brown and yellow pupils, then spread its wings and flew up from the balcony fence.

Only then did William realize that on its claws were holding a brown envelope made of thick parchment paper.

letter?

Give it to me?

He felt a little strange. As a nocturnal bird, the owl would confront his little orange cat early in the morning, but he would even send a letter?

What era is this?

William held his chin and thought carefully. His thick and bright dark brown hair fluttered gently in the wind.

"Speaking of this... in my memory, this body did have strange fluctuations."

William didn't know how to describe it, it was a bit like superpowers, and a bit like magic awakening.

He also criticized his parents for this, but found that they were all ordinary people. In order to prevent them from being sliced, the secret was hidden.

"Now it seems... I'm not an ordinary person!"

Plus, his surname is Stark...

William's dark green eyes lit up, and it seemed as if the blind man had discovered a bright spot.

"Is it... Howard Stark, a cousin from afar, discovered that his son Tony was becoming more and more like Potts, who had met once, so he was ready to let me travel far away to the United States and inherit all his legacy?!"

That's not right.

William has never seen such a famous thing as Stark Industry on TV, so this should not be the Marvel World.

So……

"Is it Bran Stark, a relative of Westeros, who is ready to call me over and inherit his Iron Throne?"

But then should we send a crow?

Just as William was pondering, the owl circled around the sky for a few times, and then smashed the envelope on his head.

William picked up the envelope, and he flipped it over quickly, and saw a wax seal on the back of the envelope, a shield seal, and a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake around the letter "H".

His eyes widened, his hands tightly pressed, and then quickly opened the envelope, pulled out the letter and read it:

Principal of Hogwarts Magic School: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Magic Federation, President of the Wizards Association, and First-level Magician of the Sir Merlin).

Dear Mr. Stark: We are pleased to inform you that you have been allowed to attend Hogwarts Magic School.

A list of required books and equipment will be included with the letter. The semester is scheduled to start on September 1st. We will wait for your owl to bring your reply before July 31st.

Vice President (female) Minerva McGregor...

Before he could finish reading the letter, William's attention was interrupted by a sound again.

He looked up and saw that Bobocha had already pounced the owl.

The owl lay flat on the balcony, and Bobocha was lying on it.

Well, the posture is a bit ambiguous.

This was William's first reaction.

Second reaction...

Wait, Bobo Tea! Let it send the letter back first, let’s have an open-air barbecue!

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Chapter completed!