Harry Potter- Average Wizard

"Magic, huh" thinking to myself for a little while, I decide to walk outside.

Opening the door, I take a quick stroll around the neighborhood.

Walking down a street, I silently look at the street lights.

"What can I possibly do with knowledge."

Reminiscing after 30 more minutes, he finally goes back home to sleep.

2 years later...

A lot has happened this past year. I have been practicing my deviation. My uncle said I had a gift for that. I also happen to be a natural at occlumency and legitimacy.

I also learned that I'm bad at potions. My aunt happens to be a potion master. After watching me for a while, she determined I'll never be good at it.

My friend Hermione has also been getting bossier with her personality, but I have been getting used to it.

Well, she can form her own opinions easier than before. I also noticed she doesn't follow the rules as much.

Another thing that happens is Hermione is also a witch. She goes to a school called "Hogwarts" Hermione tells me she is a part of the Gryffindor house. That's the best house, and I should try my best to get into it.

My aunt and uncle also told me about Hogwarts. My uncle was a Gryffindor and my aunt was apart of Ravenclaw.

Well, with all that covered. I am currently sitting at my home.

Moving towards the window in my room, I see an owl with a letter in its mouth.

"Okay, this is weird." Taking the letter out of the owl's mouth, I read the letter that I think is for me.

"Dear Mr. Noah Caster

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

The term begins September 1st. We await your owl by no later than July 31st.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress"

Checking the letter one more time, I begin to run down the hallway to tell my aunt about this.

"I GOT ACCEPTED!"

Running into my aunt's arms, I hug her with all my might.

"Woah, calm down..." she says as she puts down a flask of unknown liquid.

Moving to the living room with her, we look at the school supplies I need to get before September.

"First-year students would require:

Uniforms-

Three sets of plain work robes (black)

One pointed hat (black) for day wear.

One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar).

One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings).

Please note that all student's clothes need a name tag.

Books-

The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 1 by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling

A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

Other Equipment-

1 Wand

1 Cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)

1 set of glass or crystal vials

1 telescope

1 set of brass scales

Students may also bring an Owl, a Cat, or a Toad. (NOT ALL 3!)

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR BROOMSTICKS."

Looking at each other, we just smile.

"Alright, Noah, we pretty much got everything here. We also have a trunk to put your things in."

After spending some more time with my aunt, I go to my room.

2 weeks later, I am now walking hand to hand with Hermione in Diagon Alley.

"Alright, Noah. It's your first time here. We should do some sightseeing before buying your wand."

Getting dragged into going to a library for 30 minutes, we go to get something to eat, and shortly after that, we go back to looking at books before we get to my needs.

Walking into Ollivander's magic shop, I see multiple kids ahead of me.

After he got done sorting out the other kids.

"Hello there"

"Why hello, there I didn't see you." Smiling at me, the eccentric man tells me to put out of my dominant hand. Moving my left hand in front of me, he pulls out a weird-looking wand and places it in my hand. "12 inches, ebony, unicorn hair, now simply wave it."

Waving the wand, papers, boxes, and lamps slowly start levitating.

"I feel like we can do better" taking the wand from me again, he pulls out another one, and we do this about 20 times.

Handing me a completely normal-looking wand with no intricate designs, night black, and along with it came a black ring.

Putting on the ring, I pick up the wand and then wave it. The room then becomes cold.

Smiling to myself, I tell Olivander I like this wand. After paying him, I begin to leave, but he tells me what the ring is made out of, along with my new fun little stick.

"11 inches, Ebony Jet Black, Very Flexible, The core was from an ancient wizard nearly thousand years ago. The flexibility the wand has doesn't come from the wand itself. It comes from you."

Nodding at him, I walk out to meet back up with Hermione.