Jake Bridgeworth lay in his bed, dreaming about strange things, about wizard things.

Well you see, these things were not strange to him at all, they were normal, everyday things.

That was because he was a wizard, he was dreaming about going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was 11 now, and school started in just a few days. So there he sat, dreaming and dreaming until, "JAKE! You and your older brothers are going in to Diagon Alley to get your stuff for school." Said Sharon, Jakes mother.

"Ok, ok, I'm up." Jake put on his clothes and headed downstairs.

"Hey, Jake, lookin' forward to Hogwarts?" asked Tim, his older brother. "Yeah, are ya?" asked Jim, Tim's twin. "Shut up." "Ok," said Jake. "let's get going."