"Daddy, tell me more about the Boy Who Lived."

"Okay. Where was I?"

"He went to Hogwarts," the boy prompted.

"Right. The Boy Who Lived went to Hogwarts, and there he made two very good friends. He was friends with lots of people, and enemies with some too, but he had two really good friends: Hermione and Ron. Ron wasn't the brightest person ever, but he was loyal and brave. Hermione was very bright, and often was asked why she wasn't put in Ravenclaw."

"She wasn't in Ravenclaw? Then where was she, daddy?"

"She was in Gryffindor, with her two friends Harry and Ron."

"Where were you?"

"I was in Slytherin. Back then, the Houses were rather… estranged. Especially Gryffindor and Slytherin. So we weren't very good friends."

"Okay, daddy."

"That year, there was a teacher – Professor Quirrell. He was very scared, had a stutter, and was terrified of his own subject."

"What did he teach?"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Oh… okay, that kind of makes sense. But why did he teach it if he was scared of it?"

"Because he was just pretending. There was this stone to make someone immortal, and Dumbledore – remember I told you about Dumbledore?" The boy nodded. "Well, he hid it in Hogwarts. And Professor Quirrell tried to steal it."

"Why daddy?"

"Because he secretly worked for Tom Riddle, the bad guy who was defeated by Harry."

"But if he was gone, then why did Quirell try to steal it for Tom?"

"Because Tom wasn't really gone. It just seemed like it. He was – well, kind of like a ghost, but… eviler."

"Oh…"

"Harry and his friends Ron and Hermione stopped the plan to steal the Stone. They went through this sort of obstacle course in order to get to Quirrell. Every teacher had put up a defense to protect the Stone, and Quirrell was already through. Ron played one of the best games of chess in history, and Hermione was very logical and prevented them from accidentally drinking poison. But they both had to leave, so only Harry faced Quirrell at the end of the course. And then Tom was there, and Harry had to beat him too."

"What happened?"

"I'm not sure anyone but Harry knows exactly. I suppose Tom and Quirrell would know too, but they're both dead."

"What do you know?"

"That Harry got the Stone, made Vol-Tom run away, and Quirrell died because Tom killed him in anger."

"Oh. Tom's not very nice, is he?"

"No, he isn't."

"What next?"

"Tomorrow. Good night."

"Good night, daddy."