2 Diagon Alley (1/2)
Aria woke up from her faze.
”Oh dear, how I wished for this day to come. I wished and dreamt but who knew that it actually would! I must prepare, a party, no a feast!”
While murmuring to herself, Arth's mother ran out the room. A few seconds later, Arth could hear the clamoring sound of pots and pans.
Arth's father chuckled.
”Can't really blame her. She's been wanting to reveal the truth to you for several years. Instead, she got something even better. You rascal, always the pride and joy of our family aren't you?”
Arth looked up to the smiling face of his father.
”What do you mean by wizard? Are you saying that I can do... magic?”
The warm brown eyes of his father seemed as though he was looking into his soul.
”Have you ever had a moment where you angry and suddenly things start to go your way? Have you ever experienced a miracle beyond scientific explanation?”
Arth went silent.
Maxwell smiled.
”So you have experienced it before, the taste of magic.”
”Are you a wizard too?”
”I am indeed a wizard, and so is your mother, she is a hella good witch.”
Arth seemingly started to scrutinize the floor as if looking for any trash to pick up.
Seeing this, Arth's father sighed.
”What is it my son. Is there something that doesn't sit well with your mind?”
Arth stopped looking down and gazed back into the eyes of his father.
”Did you guys adopt me because you knew I was a wizard?”
Maxwell's eyes softened.
”My son, we had no idea that you were a mage when we adopted you. In fact, we would've gotten you no matter whether you could cast a spell or learn how to operate the electric box muggles call television.”
”What is a muggle?”
”Non magical people, anyways. We don't care whether you are a wizard or not. You are our son. Nothing less, only more.”
Arth once again put a smile on his face.
Chuckling, Maxwell nudged Arth on the shoulder.
”Go on now, celebrate. Your mother is cooking up a feast, can't be all gloomy on a day for festivity? Can we? Now let's go stuff ourselves like beasts.”
Just on time, Aria called out from the kitchen yelling that food had just been served.
Arth ran to the kitchen, hugged his mom, sat down and started to wolf the food down.
His father soon joined in.
”Eat up, we have a busy schedule ahead of us.”
Arth tilted his head.
Seeing this, his father started to explain.
”Now that you're accepted into Hogwarts, we need to get your school materials. Open your letter, there is another sheet isn't there.”
In the midst of eating, Arth took out his letter and there was indeed another piece of paper.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
-The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk
-A History of Magic by Bathilda
-Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
-A Beginners' Guide to Transfiguration by Emetic Switch