This had to be done. Because let's face it, who of us that are Harry Potter fans don't can't totally see Phineas and Ferb as wizards. Besides, you must admit that it does explain a few of the things they do. Not to mention, P&F plus HP equals TOTAL AWESOMENESS!

DISCLAIMER: I own none of the canon characters. Just the plot and my computer upon which I typed this up. Flames will be destroyed by Phin-min and Ferbooch in the Beak suit and Perry the secret agent Platypus.

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Phineas was frustrated, something that didn't happen often. Normally, he would be building some contraption the rest of the world thought was impossible. Unfortunately, however, he couldn't think of anything to do today, and it was driving him nuts.

On the plus side, Perry had stayed home today, although Phineas didn't know that was only because Doofenshmirtz had managed to destroy his own inator before he was called in, getting the platypus a well earned day off.

"Eurgh! I can't think of anything to do!" Phineas shouted, slamming his fist against the ground in a rare display of anger. "Ferb, please tell me you have something we can do so I don't go completely crazy before the day's over?"

Ferb just shrugged. He did hold up his notepad to indicate that Phineas could draw something, however.

"I don't feel like drawing, Ferb," Phineas said. "I wanna do something. You know like… Wait, we already did that. Or maybe… No, did that too. We could… ARGH!"

"Hey Phineas," Isabella said, having his shouts of frustration since she had been in their driveway at the time. "Is everything ok?"

"NO! I CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING TO DO!" With that, he flopped face-first down on the grass.

"Whoa," Buford said, walking in then. "I think all of Danville heard that, Dinner Bell."

Phineas made a 'whatever' sign with his hand, still lying face-down in the grass. Well, as close to face-down as he could get without completely squashing his nose, that is.

"Do you think he'll snap out of it, Ferb?" Isabella asked quietly.

Ferb shrugged again, peering at his (step)brother in faint worry. He hoped Phineas wasn't having another breakdown like he did on the island.

Phineas wearily lifted his head, but then hopped up suddenly, staring at something in the sky with confusion. "Is it just me, or is that an owl?"

The others followed his gaze, all with varying levels of surprise. Well, varying levels of displaying it, at least.

Perry chattered. Other than Agent O, who this owl wasn't, owls didn't come out in the day.

"It's a barred owl," Phineas noted, the only one who was completely calm about it. Any of time, he might have been a little less relaxed, but Phineas was thinking about what neat opportunities this owl might present.

The owl didn't land; rather, it dropped five envelopes on the ground in the backyard, an action that did not get missed by one Candace Flynn.

"Whatever you two are doing, I'm going to bust you for it!" Candace shouted from her open window. Then she paused as she recalled Phineas' earlier shouts. "Wait, what are you doing? I thought you couldn't think of anything to do?"

"We can't, Phineas said, picking up the envelopes and handing them to his friends. "Whoa, cool! These people know which room we sleep in, Ferb!"

Now, Candace may not have shown exceptional leadership qualities in the past, but her brother's statement made some protective instinct in her head go 'ding!'. "Phineas, if you open that, I'll…"

Unfortunately for Candace, Phineas was still very much an overly eager eleven year old boy, and had already torn open the letter. Ultramarine eyes scanned the emerald writing, his face lighting up. "Oh wow! Ferb did you…?"

Ferb looked up at Phineas, his eyes clearly expressing (clearly to Phineas, not to anyone else) that he had, and that he found the whole thing somewhat interesting.

"Oh my gosh!" Isabella practically squeaked. "I'm a witch?"

"This is very strange," Baljeet said. "How can we all be wizards and witches? I thought magic did not exist."

"Well, we can mark that off the list of things yet to be proven impossible," Phineas said as Ferb did so. "Hey, Candace never got one of these letters. We should ask this Professor guy why that is when he gets here. Oh, and I have to make sure I can bring Perry."

"What are you twerps talking about?" Candace asked as she pulled the letter away from Phineas. "Magic? Please, Phineas, this obviously somebody's crazy idea of a joke. Now, I'm calling Mom."

Phineas, being Phineas, pulled the letter away, and sat down on the grass, petting the platypus that was now seated in his lap as he read through the letter more thoroughly this time.

"I can't wait to get a magic wand," Buford said. "Then I can learn to hex all you dweebs."

Ferb glared at Buford, and the bully quickly decided not to mess with either him or Phineas. The green-haired boy had a temper, especially when his little brother was being threatened. Phineas only seemed to have a temper when he couldn't think of something to do.

"Yeah, Mom? No, the boys didn't make anything today, Phineas seems to be having a slow idea day. Why am I calling you? Because Phineas and Ferb, well, and their friends, got these weird letters that were delivered by an owl! An owl, Mom! I'm dead serious! There was an owl, flying, in Danville, not two minutes ago! And the letters even have their room on the address! It's just… It's really weird, Mom, I'm not going to lie to you. Furthermore, the letters were sent by some 'school' named 'Hogwarts', claiming the boys were 'magic'. Well, yes, their friends too, but that's not the point, Mom!" Candace shouted in the phone. "The point is, some crazy lunatic is stalking the boys! Well, no I don't know that for sure… No, Irving doesn't count, Mom, he's just plain weird."

Candace listened to Linda over the phone, sighing. "Fine. I'll just make sure the boys don't do anything today, not that it should be too hard with Phineas having a case of Inventor's Block, and you can see for yourself when you get home."

She hung up, only for Phineas to glare at her. "I do NOT have Inventor's Block."

The others exchanged glance, some amused (Buford), and others exasperated (Ferb and Isabella). Of course, it was so Phineas that he would deny not being able to think of anything. The island they had crashed during the summer solstice proved that.

Candace at least had the sense not to push Phineas on the subject, she too remembering his little mental breakdown. "Just… Stay here and don't make anything crazy, would you? Mom will be home soon enough anyway. Oh, I know! You could give that platypus of yours a bath. He's starting to smell again."

"Hey Perry, do you want a bath?" Phineas asked, picking up the platypus as if he could understand him. (He could, they just didn't know that.) "Oh man, Candace is right, buddy. You reek."

The others exchanged another glance, and decided bathing Perry was better than nothing. And even they had to admit he was starting to smell a bit.

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"Hey Mom," Phineas said, stroking Perry as both he and the platypus almost fell asleep. Ferb looked up from the book he had started after they finished with Perry's bath, knowing that Phineas was tired because he was the one to chase Perry down when the platypus had tried to run off. "We gave Perry a bath today. I'm not so sure he liked it; I had to chase him for a bit when we filled the tub."

"That's nice, Phineas," Linda said, placing the groceries on the table as she put them away. "Now, Candace said something about letters…?"

"On the counter," Ferb said, watching as his brother's head drooped again, but this time from exhaustion. He had a feeling that part of Phineas' trouble today was because he had been being just a little over-the-top as of late.

Candace came in then, but managed to stop herself from shouting when she saw Phineas catnapping on the floor. "See Mom?" she asked quietly. "Weird letters with their room in the address."

"It's from a school for magic, Candace," Phineas said, not quite asleep. "It kinda makes sense that they would know which room we have, if you think about it."

"Hogwarts?" Linda said, noticing the name of the school. "That's a strange name for a school. And if it really is a school for magic, why would you be getting letters from a British magic school? Why not an American one?"

Phineas shrugged, giving up on a nap for now. "I don't know. Maybe because Ferb was born in Britain?"

Ferb gave his brother a look that clearly displayed his interest. Even half-asleep, Phineas could find possible connections none of them could.

At that moment, the doorbell rang, and Lawrence opened to reveal a man with long silver hair and a beard that he could tuck into his belt if he wished. Slightly stranger was what he was wearing, as it consisted of a purple robe and a wizard's hat.

"Oh, hey! You must be the professor Hogwarts sent!" Phineas shouted, now wide awake. "Cool." A wide grin was on his face, and the professor could help but smile.

"My name is Professor Dumbledore," the man said. "I am headmaster at Hogwarts, where your young boys shall be attending; should you allow them too, that is."

"So you're really a wizard, huh?' Candace asked, dubious. "Prove it."

Dumbledore smiled. It was a pity this girl was a muggle, she would have made for an excellent witch. He pulled out his wand and gave it a flick, conjuring up a vase of flowers from midair.

Phineas' grin just widened, his eyes sparkling with fascination. Perry, on the other hand, chattered uneasily. He was thinking about how much mayhem Doofenshmirtz could cause with one of those wands.

"Oh, that reminds me!" Phineas said, scooping up the platypus into his arms. "I can bring Perry as my pet, right? After all, he's housebroken and everything!"

Dumbledore smiled again. It didn't take a fool to tell that Phineas had his heart set on bringing Perry. "Of course. After all, it isn't often a wizard succeeds in finding his magical familiar."

"Huh?' Phineas asked. "What's a familiar?"

"A familiar is an animal to which a specific witch or wizard has an unbreakable bond," Dumbledore explained. "It's not a common thing, but it seems you've found a familiar in this Perry, Phineas."

"Cool!" Phineas said again. "Did you hear that, Perry? You get to come to Hogwarts with us! Uh, we can go, right Mom?"

Linda pretended to be making up her mind for a moment, and then smiled. "Sure thing, honey."

"What?" Candace asked. "Mom, you can't be serious! You're just going to let them go to some magic school in Britain like that?"

"Candace, why don't you take the boys to the park while your mother and have a few words with this Professor Dumbledore?" Lawrence asked.

"Fine," Candace grumbled. "Come on, boys."

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Phineas picked up a stick that had fallen and was waving it about in a similar manner to how Dumbledore had. "Cheer up, Candace. We've been to England before, and besides, we get to learn magic! If it makes you feel better, I promise we'll write home at least once a week."

Candace said nothing, just watching as Phineas continued to wave his 'wand' about, pretending that he was casting spells. She knew that if her brothers really were magic, then they deserved to go to a school that could teach them all about it.

It didn't mean she wasn't going to mess them and their zany ideas, though.

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Chapter 2 will be out shortly, but I do wish to warn you that I'm going to skip over a few days. So the next chapter will take place in England, with the gang off to get supplies. And yes, this is going to take place in the Sorcerer's Stone. And you didn't really think I wasn't going to have Perry be coming to Hogwarts, did you?

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