Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 770: Enrollment Eighty Years Late
The elegant yet somewhat frivolous voice made Peggy Carter stunned, and the content made her even more confused. Should they come to pick her up for school at the age of eleven? !
What a mess! Is this something a 90-year-old woman can listen to?
But she could tell that the other party had no hostility, so Peggy Carter picked up her reading glasses and put them on. In the moonlight, she saw the elegant figure sitting on the chair by the window, shrouded in the moonlight. If she was not mistaken, it was an elf? !
It seems that she really has Alzheimer's disease, Peggy Carter thought sadly, but she didn't expect that she still had a childlike innocence in her heart. She actually imagined elves and went to school at the age of eleven. Is she going to enter a magic school? It's really a shameful fantasy of a little girl.

"Wake up, I don't want my students to get Alzheimer's before they even start school. Forget it, I'll help you with the admission procedures and open the source of magic first." The long-eared elf shook his fingers gracefully, and Peggy Carter floated up from the hospital bed. This could not be explained by Alzheimer's disease. Obviously, she was not dreaming, but it was more unrealistic than dreaming.

After flying out of the window, the two figures merged into the moonlight and then entered the psychic space.

The psychic space is between reality and illusion. It can be fake or real, virtual or real. It can be energy or matter. So what appears in Peggy Carter's eyes is a small world full of magic.

In the center of the endless forest, there is an ancient castle, which is their destination. However, to get there, they need to cross the black lake in front of them.

The elf who claimed to be a teacher took Peggy Carter to the boat on the lake. This was not an easy task for her who was old and frail. Fortunately, she did not plunge into the lake, but got on the boat smoothly. Then the boat automatically sailed towards the direction of the castle.

The castle at night was shrouded in moonlight, casting a huge shadow, giving people a sense of solemnity, which made Peggy Carter more and more curious, wondering whether there was such a place in the world, and whether she was dreaming.

The lake was sparkling, and occasionally a huge figure would swim in the water, attracting Peggy Carter's attention. She couldn't help but hold her shawl tightly.

"Don't worry, this is Hogwarts. All students will be protected. Even if you fall into the Black Lake, the giant octopus or fishman in it will send you back to the ship." The elf said gracefully and then introduced himself.

"You can call me Professor Schubert. As for my elf name, I can tell you when I have time. It's a rather long story."

"You said I was a student here, why didn't I know about it?" Peggy Carter didn't believe the other party, but wanted to find out what happened.

"Every talented little wizard will be registered in the Hogwarts admission book. Those with wizard parents will be sent by their parents, and those who are Muggle-born, that is, little wizards whose parents are ordinary people, will be admitted by the professors of the academy. As for you, I will be the one responsible for you." The elf smiled embarrassedly.

"Sorry, I have no impression of this." Peggy Carter said, shaking her head with a confused look in her eyes.

Everything she experienced tonight challenged her common sense and world outlook. Her mind was inevitably affected, not to mention that this was a psychic space where even genuine Space Marines could not withstand it and even the Primarchs would inevitably be affected, let alone her.

"Did you receive a letter sent by owl when you were eleven years old?" Schubert reminded her specifically, and as he spoke, the faint spiritual energy gradually penetrated into the depths of Peggy Carter's soul.

There are many owls in the UK, and there were even more when Peggy Carter was a child, so she naturally recalled the scenes of seeing owls when she was a child and associated them with the letter.

Before the development of mobile phones, computers and the Internet, letters were the main way for ordinary people to communicate. It is impossible to count how many letters Peggy Carter, who was born during World War I, received in her life, especially when she was a child decades later. But she could not help but recall a very special letter from the depths of her memory. The envelope was made of thick parchment, the address was written in emerald green ink, there was no stamp, there was a wax seal and a shield on the envelope, the capital "H" was surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake, and the content was:
Dear Ms. Peggy Carter, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment. Term is scheduled to start on September 1st. We will await your owl with your reply by July 31st.

"These are all true. I thought they were just my childhood fantasies!" When these words emerged from her memory, Peggy Carter said excitedly when she realized what she had missed. However, this strong emotional fluctuation was not very friendly to her at her age. She was dizzy and didn't recover until she reached the shore.

"Then why didn't I get admitted?" Although Peggy Carter was presbyopic, her eyes were still sharp. She stared at the elf who claimed to be his teacher, waiting for an answer.

"this one"

"You can't blame me entirely. There was an emergency in the Clock Tower. As a member of the Clock Tower, I couldn't refuse, so I planned to use the Webway to hurry. I didn't expect the emergency to happen in the Webway. By the time I successfully returned, decades had passed."

"So because of you, I missed the enrollment. Then you came to me today to tell me what I missed that year and let me review the learning process. If so, please send me back. I have no interest in taking classes with a group of children. I would rather lie on the bed in the nursing home for the rest of the time and recall my life experiences." Peggy Carter said sarcastically.

"Of course it's not that simple. First of all, our current relationship is not that of a professor and a student, but that of a teacher and a student. Although you won't live long enough to inherit my estate, you can get some extra benefits, such as becoming a non-staff member of the Clock Tower. In this way, I can skip those annoying regulations and perform some special operations. But first I have to go through the admission procedures for you." Schubert said with a little pride.

"Okay, I'll believe you this time, my teacher." Peggy Carter said after looking at him deeply.

The castle by the lake seems to come from a fairy tale world. It combines Romanesque and Gothic styles, with spires everywhere and magnificent appearance. Every stone has been weathered by the years, but is still extremely solid, as if blessed by a mysterious force. The windows flicker faintly in the moonlight, like countless pairs of eyes watching this magical land.

It was just after dinner and not yet time to rest, so young boys and girls of different ages were walking around the castle in loose, classical black robes.

The older ones hurried by holding thick books. It was obvious that even in the magical world, learning was not an easy task.

In comparison, the kids aged eleven or twelve were more energetic. They seemed to be full of curiosity about everything. They used magic in an unskilled way, or rode on brooms that could only fly at low altitudes, and some of them ate strange snacks. At least Peggy Carter had never seen a jumping chocolate frog.

Everything was challenging the limits of her imagination, until she entered the castle.

(End of this chapter)