Marvel's Hogwarts Wizard Chapter 619: Lily's Twenty-Three Years (Second Update) - Novel Cool

Chapter 619: Lily's Twenty-Three Years (Second Update)

Chapter 619: Lily's Twenty-Three Years (Second Update)

What Jerry did was, after he manipulated the world's laws, the world began to automatically correct itself. The John couple, who initially planned to adopt only one child, decided to adopt another child because they were concerned that Lily might feel lonely.

That child was the one the John couple had originally adopted.

Any butterfly effect caused by Lily was corrected through such coincidences.

In the end, after twenty-three years, the only change in the world was the addition of Lily Foster as a witch. Everything else remained the same.

As for whether Lily Foster and Professor Snape would end up together, that was up to them.

All Jerry could do was give Snape a chance to start anew. He wouldn't force their thoughts with magic to make them fall in love.

If that were the case, he wouldn't have gone through all the trouble to travel back in time. He could have simply found a witch in the present and used magic to make them a couple.

"Alright, it's time to return to the original time."

After correcting all the butterfly effects caused by Lily Foster's appearance, Jerry once again used the Sands of Time to activate time magic, returning his timeline to normal.

December 26, 1994, Queens, New York.

Jerry watched the thirty-four-year-old Lily Foster in the house below, staring blankly at a job listing in the newspaper. Knowing that things had gone mostly as planned over the past twenty-three years, he used the Phantom Shift to return to Hogwarts Castle.

My name is Lily Foster. I am eleven years old and have no memories before that age.

However, I was fortunate enough to be adopted by a kind couple who treated me very well, and I love them too.

One day, while helping my mom clean the house, I received an acceptance letter from a magic school. At first, my parents and I didn't believe it.

But the next day, a witch came to our house and demonstrated her amazing magic, and we realized that everything was real.

Thus, after less than a month of living with my adoptive parents, I began my magical journey.

My magic school is called Ilvermorny Magic School, founded in the 17th century, located on the summit of Graylock Mountain in Massachusetts. It looks like a giant castle.

According to my classmates, it is the only magic school in the world co-founded by No-Majs and witches, and it is widely regarded as the most democratic and inclusive magic school.

While it may not have the long history of a certain Hogwarts in Britain, it has its own unique characteristics.

Oh, No-Majs, you might not know, are ordinary people who cannot learn magic. It's what witches call people like my adoptive parents.

On September 1st, my adoptive parents drove me to the meeting point mentioned in the letter, which was below the Statue of Liberty.

Following the instructions, we entered the Statue of Liberty and arrived at a large stable.

The stable was already crowded with children like me who were going to Ilvermorny, along with their witch parents.

Additionally, there were seven carriages of different colors, each pulled by horses with large wings.

Following the instructions of the stable manager, I entered the red carriage, which symbolized the first-year students.

The carriage was incredibly magical. From the outside, it looked like it could only hold five or six people, but the interior was larger than a house, and there were already over a dozen young wizards sitting inside.

At eleven o'clock, the carriages set off on time. The hippogriffs spread their wings and pulled seven carriages into the sky, heading toward Ilvermorny Magic School.

I, like the other young wizards, was excitedly pressed against the carriage window, watching the large clouds float by outside.

At five in the evening, the carriages landed in front of a castle on the mountaintop.

All the first-year students, dressed in blue and cranberry-colored school uniforms, stepped down from the carriages and were led by a teacher into the castle's circular hall.

Inside the hall were four massive wooden statues, which, according to what the young wizards from a few witch families on the carriage had said, represented the four houses of the school.

The Horned Serpent House, symbolizing wisdom; the Pukwudgie House, symbolizing the body; the Thunderbird House, symbolizing the soul; and the Wampus House, symbolizing the heart.

Now we were about to undergo the sorting ceremony.

Each new student would walk past the four statues. If the crystal on the forehead of the Horned Serpent statue lit up, it meant you were chosen by the Horned Serpent House.

If the Pukwudgie statue roared, it indicated you were chosen by the Pukwudgie House.

If the Thunderbird statue spread its wings, it meant you were chosen by the Thunderbird House.

If the Wampus statue drew its bow, it meant you were chosen by the Wampus House.

If multiple statues reacted, you could choose a house based on your preference. However, this was quite rare. Having two statues react at the same time might only happen once in a decade, and all four statues reacting simultaneously had only happened once in history.

Her name was Seraphina Picquery, who later became the President of the American Magic Congress.

According to what those classmates had said, the Horned Serpent House favored scholars, the Pukwudgie House favored the brave, the Thunderbird House favored adventurers, and the Wampus House favored healers. I had no idea which house I would be sorted into.

Watching my classmates be chosen one by one, my heart grew tense.

Finally, my name was called, and I walked up, somewhat apprehensive.

As I passed the Horned Serpent statue, its forehead lit up.

As I passed the Pukwudgie statue, it roared.

As I passed the Thunderbird statue, it spread its wings.

As I passed the Wampus statue, it drew its bow.

I had been chosen by all four houses, becoming the second student in history to be wanted by all four houses.

However, I did not choose the Horned Serpent House, symbolizing wisdom, like Seraphina Picquery. Instead, I chose the Thunderbird House because I felt I enjoyed adventure.

The Pukwudgie House was also appealing, but in the end, the Thunderbird House was more attractive to me.

Thus, I began my seven-year journey of magical studies.

I loved magic, and for some reason, I was particularly skilled in Potions. Often, I could learn potion-related knowledge without a teacher.

During this time, several male wizards tried to court me, but I turned them all down because, for some reason, I felt that I wasn't ready for a relationship and needed to wait.

Seven years later, I graduated at the top of my class and declined the offer to join the American Ministry of Magic. I began my travels around the world.

I collected rare herbs in remote places and researched and created various advanced potions, finding great joy in it.

However, I never went to Britain because it was said that a war was raging there, with a large number of dark wizards, making it unsafe.

(End of Chapter)

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