The Three Amigos Of Wizardship
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MAGICAL WORLD AND MOST CHARACTERS ARE JK ROWELING'S, NOT MINE!
CHAPTER 2
Ed, George, and Don stood in the kitchen, staring at their three letters.
"George, do you know what Hogwarts is?" Ed asked.
"Not really… but it says Hogwarts of witchcraft and wizardry. So it must be-" Don started.
"A place full of like, people that chant things, and are superstitious." George said stupidly.
"No, I think this is real magic! You know, like 'abracadabra' and you turn into a frog." Ed said.
"NO! I hate frogs! They're so, so, so bumpy!" George cried. "I can't attend, go on without me!"
"We all aren't going if one of us isn't going- wait a minute," Ed said. "I didn't know you know the word 'attend.'"
"I didn't either," George said surprised. "I guess life is full of surprises."
Of course, all the boys asked their parents if they could go, and of course, they considered it a long time, but eventually agreed they could go. However, there was one problem. They had to fly over to London to get on the train. So, having paid a bunch of money to fly over the Atlantic Ocean a week before school started, they met Hagrid, a half giant, to help them out finding their supplies.
"Well, there be our three Americans, George, Don, and Ed." He said with a smile. "You'll be staying in "The Leaky Cauldron" on behalf of Hogwarts." Then, noticing the puzzled looks on their faces, he explained that it was an inn/bar.
On their way to Gringrotts, Ed asked Hagrid how good their American football team is.
"What the Hippogriff's tongue is American football?" Hagrid asked confused.
"It's a sport, the best sport. " Ed said proudly.
"Oh, a sport, is it now? Well, we play Quidditch, and I bet it's better than football. Hagrid said.
"There absolutely, positively, cannot be a better sport, unless you fly on brooms or something." Ed said laughing.
"Actually, they do. There's seven players a side; a keeper, three chasers, two beaters, and one seeker. I thought one of you would ask that so I brought…" The half-giant reached into one of his many pockets and pulled out a book. "This." It was a pretty old, but mostly dusty. On the front, there were gold letters that formed "The Game of Quidditch" that were litterly glowing. And beneath the title, there was a moving picture of a wizard on a broom making a big catch of a flying, golden ball.
"Thanks Hagrid, I think I'll try out for the school team. Uh, how many other schools are there?" Ed asked, making Hagrid explain all about Hogwarts and how it has four houses.
"But, you three are the first Americans to be taught magic. However, most kids your age are in their second or third year." Hagrid finished.
"So everyone in our class would be one to two, or even three years younger than us?" Don asked, saw that Hagrid nodded and continue, "Well that's unfair! I'm the top of our class back in Wisconsin, and I could prove it-"
"Scientifically!" George and Ed said annoyed.
"Dude, could you, like, stop saying that? It gets so annoying, man." George scolded Don, making the rest of the group stare at him.
The rest of the day went pretty fast, having so much fun. All three of them got twenty Galleons, having no wizard money. Although they liked all the stores, Ed got caught upon the Quidditch shop.
"Wow, those brooms look awesome!" He said, then was disappointed after looking at the price.
"It's okay Ed; I'll make you one later in the school year." Don said, trying to cheer Ed up, then looked at Hagrid. "It's possible, right?"
"Well, boom making is a hard, but fun hobby, that it is. But, I think you might be able to make a broom that could fly somewhat fast, and I think it could be a great hobby for you. And Ed and George can try 'em out, that they can." Hagrid said, putting a smile on Ed's face.
TO BE CONTINUED