"MUM, bạn bought the 'No pulp' kind again..." I grumble, grimacing with my first sip of trái cam, màu da cam juice.
"Sorry, dear. I always forget which kind bạn like," she apologizes.
"It's 'SOME pulp'," I remind her for what must be the millionth time.
She scribbles something on the grocery danh sách tacked to the inside of the silverware cupboard door.
"Run out and get the mail?" She asks.
I run my thumb up the stack of napkins that sits on the table. "Do I have to?"
She turns around and gives me a look that usually means No-dear-you-don't-have-to-but-if-you-don't-I'm-going-to-buy-more-no-pulp-orange-juice.
I groan and stumble out the door, still in my pale-blue nightgown. It's not yet light, but mum loves it when we get up early to "Get a fresh start on the day," so I'm stuck getting up at this ungodly giờ of the morning, although my little sister Amelia gets off easy, only having to be awake bởi 7:00. bởi my estimate, it's about 6:30 right now.
Our mailbox is made of dull iron and the flag is rusted in place so it's always half-up-half-down. I try to do everything I can for our old house. I took over all the repairs when dad left. I should really have fixed that old mailbox long ago.
My parents aren't divorced, but my dad has a job as a professor somewhere in London, and it keeps him away except in the summer months. He left a tháng early this năm to "Get his classroom ready." How long does it take to decorate a classroom?
It doesn't matter. I shouldn't doubt my dad, as he's always been very loving and kind to me. When he's home.
I open up the mailbox, and, shooing away a spider, look through the mail as I'm carrying it into the house. Bill... bill... ad for nose hair removal... ad for back-to-school supplies (Mum'll tình yêu that)... Letter to mum... What? What's this? A letter addressed to me?
Ms. Arabell McGeorge
34 cây thủy lạp, privet Drive
Little Whinging,
Surrey
From somewhere called "Hogwarts". Hmm. I pull my iPhone out of my back pocket and type in "Hogwarts."
Nothing. Google finds an ad for a butcher's cửa hàng somewhere in Greenwich called the Hog's Wart, but I doubt the butcher's cửa hàng is offering me a job.
I step into the house and hand my mum the other letters. I sit down at the table, push my trái cam, màu da cam nước ép, nước trái cây and cold oatmeal aside, and open the letter...
~~~~END OF CHAPTER ONE~~~~
I'll update once a week.
Hope bạn enjoyed :3
"Sorry, dear. I always forget which kind bạn like," she apologizes.
"It's 'SOME pulp'," I remind her for what must be the millionth time.
She scribbles something on the grocery danh sách tacked to the inside of the silverware cupboard door.
"Run out and get the mail?" She asks.
I run my thumb up the stack of napkins that sits on the table. "Do I have to?"
She turns around and gives me a look that usually means No-dear-you-don't-have-to-but-if-you-don't-I'm-going-to-buy-more-no-pulp-orange-juice.
I groan and stumble out the door, still in my pale-blue nightgown. It's not yet light, but mum loves it when we get up early to "Get a fresh start on the day," so I'm stuck getting up at this ungodly giờ of the morning, although my little sister Amelia gets off easy, only having to be awake bởi 7:00. bởi my estimate, it's about 6:30 right now.
Our mailbox is made of dull iron and the flag is rusted in place so it's always half-up-half-down. I try to do everything I can for our old house. I took over all the repairs when dad left. I should really have fixed that old mailbox long ago.
My parents aren't divorced, but my dad has a job as a professor somewhere in London, and it keeps him away except in the summer months. He left a tháng early this năm to "Get his classroom ready." How long does it take to decorate a classroom?
It doesn't matter. I shouldn't doubt my dad, as he's always been very loving and kind to me. When he's home.
I open up the mailbox, and, shooing away a spider, look through the mail as I'm carrying it into the house. Bill... bill... ad for nose hair removal... ad for back-to-school supplies (Mum'll tình yêu that)... Letter to mum... What? What's this? A letter addressed to me?
Ms. Arabell McGeorge
34 cây thủy lạp, privet Drive
Little Whinging,
Surrey
From somewhere called "Hogwarts". Hmm. I pull my iPhone out of my back pocket and type in "Hogwarts."
Nothing. Google finds an ad for a butcher's cửa hàng somewhere in Greenwich called the Hog's Wart, but I doubt the butcher's cửa hàng is offering me a job.
I step into the house and hand my mum the other letters. I sit down at the table, push my trái cam, màu da cam nước ép, nước trái cây and cold oatmeal aside, and open the letter...
~~~~END OF CHAPTER ONE~~~~
I'll update once a week.
Hope bạn enjoyed :3
What? What's this? A letter addressed to me?
DH poster
All over the world people are howling
About those great sách bởi J. K. Rowling
Three little sách that appeal to all ages
One learns about enchantments and spells in these pages
And a young boy who is quite ordinary in appearance
Who discovers he's a wizard with powers quite immense
To learn to control them he goes to Hogwarts School
And becomes a member of Griffindor, the house that's really cool
But its not all work, there's also time for fun
A great game called Quidditch which has to be won
With cây chổi, chổi that fly and a áo choàng that makes him disappear
We know this young wizard will enjoy his năm
But it's thêm than one năm - it's going to be Seven!
For the những người đang yêu of fantaisie that sounds like heaven!
If bạn haven't yet read about Harry Potter
Well, bạn really ought 'ter!
About those great sách bởi J. K. Rowling
Three little sách that appeal to all ages
One learns about enchantments and spells in these pages
And a young boy who is quite ordinary in appearance
Who discovers he's a wizard with powers quite immense
To learn to control them he goes to Hogwarts School
And becomes a member of Griffindor, the house that's really cool
But its not all work, there's also time for fun
A great game called Quidditch which has to be won
With cây chổi, chổi that fly and a áo choàng that makes him disappear
We know this young wizard will enjoy his năm
But it's thêm than one năm - it's going to be Seven!
For the những người đang yêu of fantaisie that sounds like heaven!
If bạn haven't yet read about Harry Potter
Well, bạn really ought 'ter!
I was đọc HP6, at the part where bạn find out that the guants are descended from the 2nd peverell brother.the ressurection stone was passed all the way down till it camme to be in the possession of Morfin, Voldemort's uncle. Young Voldemort lấy trộm, đánh cắp it from Morfin. which means that the 2nd peverell brother is Voldemort's great great great great great great however many greats grandfather. well we learn that harry is descended from the 3RD PEVERELL BROTHER. WHICH MEANS THAT VOLDEMORTS LOTSA GREATS GRANDFATHER IS HARRYS LOTSA GREATS UNCLE! SO I REALISE WITH MUCH EXCLAIMATIONS OF "OH MY GOSH!" THAT VOLDEMORT AND HARRY ARE DISTANT COUSINS!
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1. Do not sing We're Off To See the Wizard When sent to the headmaster's office!!!
2. You're not dying.
3. Trees can be pretty dangerous...
4. Do not call Dumbledore Santa during the holidays.
5. The Chamber of Secrets is where Snape keeps all of his galleons.
6. Dont talk to strange snakes
7. Voldemort has anger issues
8. Harry sucks at Wizard Chess.
9. A dementors Kiss is a Kiss only their mother would want
10. There is a troll in the dungeon!
11. "You Know Who" is "He Who Must Not Be Named"
12. Trolls go into girls bathrooms
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2. You're not dying.
3. Trees can be pretty dangerous...
4. Do not call Dumbledore Santa during the holidays.
5. The Chamber of Secrets is where Snape keeps all of his galleons.
6. Dont talk to strange snakes
7. Voldemort has anger issues
8. Harry sucks at Wizard Chess.
9. A dementors Kiss is a Kiss only their mother would want
10. There is a troll in the dungeon!
11. "You Know Who" is "He Who Must Not Be Named"
12. Trolls go into girls bathrooms
.
Pusging the trolley through the wall at Platform 9 34
