Since going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, going to a
public school was just a little too weird. I had a hard time keeping my
secret. I could not do any magic or spells in the hallways and I really
miss my two best friends, Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley.
Even all my old professors. I definitely did not miss Professor Snape, the Potions Master. Nobody liked him, except the Slytherins. The people from Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Gryffindor hated him. This was my first day at Tristar Middle School. I was kicked out of Hogwarts because I am underage and not allowed to do any magic.
I walked up the stairs and into the main office. The headmaster, or principal here, they called it, was waiting for me so I could get my schedule. I have classes I have never even heard of. Let's see. Math, language arts, social studies and chemistry.
I had chemistry first. This class was interesting. It was sort of like Potions I guess. The teacher had me stand in the front of class and talk about my self. I almost gave away the fact that I went to Hogwarts. All these Muggles. It was interesting. It was my lightning-shaped scar that everyone looked at. I got the scar when I was one year old. The great Lord Voldemort murdered my parents. A very Dark Wizard. Bad person also.
When I was finally finished, we started to do the lesson. I took out my quill. Very quickly, I learned to use a pencil. It was like a quill except I did not use ink bottles.
My second class was math. All we did was add numbers. I wanted out of the class. It was too easy.
Then it was lunch time. There was no Great Hall. It was a cafeteria. There were not four long tables either. Instead there were about 25 smaller tables. It was Muggle city. I found an empty table and sat down. He food was interesting. I was eating hamburgers, fries and chocolate milk. That is what it said on the menu. I wanted to go back to Hogwarts and eat the excellent meals and pumpkin juice.
Some Muggle came up to me and asked if it was ok to sit with. It was ok with me.
Even all my old professors. I definitely did not miss Professor Snape, the Potions Master. Nobody liked him, except the Slytherins. The people from Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Gryffindor hated him. This was my first day at Tristar Middle School. I was kicked out of Hogwarts because I am underage and not allowed to do any magic.
I walked up the stairs and into the main office. The headmaster, or principal here, they called it, was waiting for me so I could get my schedule. I have classes I have never even heard of. Let's see. Math, language arts, social studies and chemistry.
I had chemistry first. This class was interesting. It was sort of like Potions I guess. The teacher had me stand in the front of class and talk about my self. I almost gave away the fact that I went to Hogwarts. All these Muggles. It was interesting. It was my lightning-shaped scar that everyone looked at. I got the scar when I was one year old. The great Lord Voldemort murdered my parents. A very Dark Wizard. Bad person also.
When I was finally finished, we started to do the lesson. I took out my quill. Very quickly, I learned to use a pencil. It was like a quill except I did not use ink bottles.
My second class was math. All we did was add numbers. I wanted out of the class. It was too easy.
Then it was lunch time. There was no Great Hall. It was a cafeteria. There were not four long tables either. Instead there were about 25 smaller tables. It was Muggle city. I found an empty table and sat down. He food was interesting. I was eating hamburgers, fries and chocolate milk. That is what it said on the menu. I wanted to go back to Hogwarts and eat the excellent meals and pumpkin juice.
Some Muggle came up to me and asked if it was ok to sit with. It was ok with me.