I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 133: % of children come from poor families?

From the press conference on Christmas Eve to officially release the admission invitation letters to the next day, Christmas Day, within 24 hours, children from all over the world began to appear on the open lawn outside the gate of Alnwick Castle.

Some children were dressed gorgeously, some were dressed simply, some were dragging suitcases, and some came empty-handed.

No matter which one, after the admission invitation letter arrived, holding it tightly in their hands, all the children looked at the castle not far away with excitement.

"Dear children, come and change into your Hogwarts uniforms. The celebration is about to begin." Official staff arranged by the local British government warmly welcomed these future wizards.

"Gwen, Ned." Peter Parker, who had changed his clothes, found Gwen Stacy and Ned Leeds who had just appeared.

"Why are you here just now? I was here yesterday."

Gwen looked at Peter's clothes. He was wearing a black hooded robe that covered his entire body. The sleeves were wide and he wore shiny leather boots. He was wearing a white shirt underneath and a pure white tie with no logo on his chest.

"Is this... a school uniform?" Gwen asked in confusion.

Peter looked down and suddenly realized, "There are four colleges in Hogwarts. The receptionist said that after entering the school, there will be a ceremony to divide the colleges. After the colleges are divided, the tie and lining will change color, and there will be a badge exclusive to the college on the chest."

"Amazing, right?"

"Really?" Ned frowned. "What if we can't be assigned to the same house?"

"It's okay. Just like before, I, the captain, will protect you!" Peter patted Ned's shoulder, acting like a gangster boss.

Gwen didn't bother to pay attention to him. She walked to the reception desk and started to register and collect her school uniform.

The area in front of the castle gate has been transformed into a permanent reception area, with all retro buildings and a strong medieval style.

The local government of Alnwick and even the whole of Edinburgh has invested a large number of personnel to provide thoughtful services to future wizards.

The newly built building outside the castle not only has changing rooms but also bathrooms, a restaurant and a row of temporary accommodation areas, which are specifically designed to serve children who arrive early.

This is the first session, so we will use all local personnel, and next year some old students will come to serve as volunteers.

Things like welcoming freshmen are quite interesting.

The deadline was approaching, and the local reception staff finally discovered a cruel reality: the proportion of children from poor families was too high!
Hogwarts only enrolled 1,600 students in its first class, but more than 70% of them were from poor families.

Don't underestimate these receptionists. They are all specially selected by the British government. They will take advantage of these 24 hours to extract personal information from young children with the most enthusiastic attitude.

There is no ill intention, it is just a simple rhetoric. After asking, the British officials will immediately send people to the children's homes to contact and invest. After all, all admissions are handled by Tom Riddle, and they have no idea which children will be admitted in advance.

The final statistical results surprised them.

"More than 70 percent of the students are poor!" The boss of the on-site reception staff was actually an agent sent by MI6.

After getting the results, the agent frowned.

It is so easy to judge a child's family background.

The way they talk and behave may be disguised, but the clothes and grooming of children, the small scars on their bodies, their nails, heels, and teeth, these obvious features cannot be hidden at all. The children of wealthy people are spoiled from childhood, and even have a group of maids and old women to serve them, so it is almost impossible to see scars and calluses on their bodies.

Nails will be carefully groomed and will not show signs of ingrowth due to over-trimming, and of course there is no chance of onychomycosis.

Having lived a life of luxury since childhood, his teeth are only slightly worn, neatly arranged, and white in color.

Because they go to the expensive dentist regularly.

Children from poor families, or even children from ordinary families, cannot enjoy these treatments. They will not get their teeth fixed unless they are damaged. They will inevitably get injured when playing with their friends. Boys will inevitably play in the mud, and dirt will often remain between their nails.

In front of the professional agents of MI6, the family backgrounds of these children could be identified at a glance, even if their families had mostly prepared new clothes for the children for this grand event.

The class differences are still very obvious.

"This is not a good sign..." murmured the person in charge sent by MI6.

"But we can't control it." The subordinate beside him took out another form with student information: "At least most of the wealthy families in our country have children selected."

"What about America?" the person in charge asked hurriedly, "How many are there?"

The subordinate knew what the boss was asking, but could only shake his head helplessly: "No one from the top ten financial groups was selected. There are only two hundred students from America, and they are all from ordinary families."

"Only 200?" The person in charge picked up a table and said with a gloating smile, "We have more than 300 people, and France has more than 100 people, so together we have more than 500 people. There are 600 people in Europe, and there are only 200 people in America?"

"It's obvious that Mr. Riddle's previous statement was not a joke." The subordinate also had a gloating smile on his face.

"The strangest thing is that there are 300 people from that country in the east, 200 of them were taken by Da Mao, and the remaining 300 came from other countries."

"So many?" The person in charge frowned.

Britain contributed both territory and manpower, and worked extremely hard to finally get more than 350 places. Yet, that country in the East did nothing and took away 300 places in one go?
"This magician is very interesting. He actually has such a keen sense of the international situation..."

But when I think about it, it seems normal. After all, he has lived for more than 500 years and witnessed the ups and downs of history, so his vision must be good.

However, the fact that the Eastern country took away 300 people at once still made the proud British gentlemen unhappy.

But they did not dare to express their opinions, in case they angered the magician, he could just take the students and move to another venue. Which country on earth could not provide a venue and the ability to provide food and accommodation for more than a thousand people?
"Should we spread the news?" the subordinate quietly asked the person in charge.

"Spread it, they'll know about it soon anyway." The person in charge smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be good to get an extra allowance?"

The object of transmission is America.

They are neither traitors nor moles, but the ties between MI6 and the CIA are too deep, and the British top brass are so numb that they have no choice but to accept the status quo.

So it’s no surprise that America’s “elite eagles” were angry.

In fact, they had gradually discovered the truth over the past twenty hours, because the consortiums in various places were conducting self-inspections within their families, and as a result, no kid had received the so-called invitation letter to the magic school.

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