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"Do I gotta?" whined Harry. Hagrid sighed. The four-year-old simply refused to sit down.

"Harry, you hafta learn how to read. Everyone does." Hagrid really hadn't expected this part to be hard. Everyone needed to know how to read, but Harry just wouldn't

"Don't wanna! I wanna play with Fang!"

"You can play with Fang after telling me the alphabet."

"A,B,D,F" Harry said, obviously only paying attention to his canine friend.

"That's not right. Siddown." Harry complied, on the verge of tears. The world could be so unfair sometimes.

Hagrid felt terrible. It took all his willpower to not let his boy go play. He sighed. If only there was some way to just magic the knowledge into Harry. He looked up.

"Harry, remember what I told ya about yer mum and dad?"

"Yeah! They were great wizards! I wanna be just like'em!" Harry picked up a stick and started wooshing it around, like he was a wizard from one of his picture books. Hagrid smiled. Harry was so cute when he did that!

"Well, every wizard has to learn how to read!"

"Really?"

"Well how did ya think they learned those spells?"

Harry thought for a minute. "Magic?"

Hagird chuckled. "No, they learn magic with spells. And they learn spells with books!" Hagrid smiled, proud of his clever ploy.

Harry ran to his room. He came back wearing a pointy paper hat covered in stars and moons. Harry had made it himself after Dumbledore had let the boy watch a muggle movie, something called Fantasia, when Hagrid went to visit his mum. "Ready!"

They spent the rest of the afternoon going over the letters until Harry could recite the alphabet.

"Wonderful, Harry!" McGonagall clapped as he recited the whole alphabet.

"Very good. Pass the mustard, Minerva." Dumbledore smiled as the condiment in question flew towards him. Tonight's staff dinner included sandwiches, and of course treacle tart, Harry's favorite. The professors loved the little boy, and made the effort to come to dinner in the summer. Even Professor Trelawney came down sometimes. Harry wasn't quite old enough to eat with the students during term, of course, when he ate at home.

The professors talked and laughed, including Harry in all their conversations. Hagrid was proud of his intelligent boy. Harry Potter was going to be a great wizard someday.