When I regained consciousness, that cat-lady was standing over me, with a stick pointed at me. I started to scream, but she covered my mouth. "Shhh!" she said, "I'm not about to hurt you. Now, are you alright?"

I nodded.

"Kathryn Johnson, I am Professor McGonagall from the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I trust you've received the letter?"

I nodded.

"Hogwarts is the finest institution for the education of Witchcraft, in the world. I hope you are as excited to be joining us as we are to have you."

"I . . . I guess."

"Alright then, on to business. Due to your - unusual - family circumstances we thought it would be best that a faculty member transport you directly to the school. Is one day enough time to pack? I could be back for you tomorrow."

"I . . . I don't know. I don't even know if my parents will let me go . . ."

Her face primed up like I'd never seen before. "How about this, you pack what you'll need, and tomorrow I'll be back to discuss things with your parents at 6 pm?"

"I guess."

"Very well." And with that, she disappeared and that cat stood where she had been. And then, the cat disappeared, too. I couldn't move. I was stunned. I just sat there until my mother came looking for me. She may have hit me, I don't remember, but I couldn't tell her why I was sitting by the barn when I should have been preparing dinner.