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Slytherin Rising was created by J.L. Matthews

Uther Windsor was have a perfectly ordinary day. His mother was teaching him his lessons, along with his younger brother Merlin, and his sister, Ygraine. As much as he hated his lessons, he worked hard at them because of his rivalry with his uncle, Sigurd, the one who was his age. They constantly competed in all things, each trying to show that they were better than the other. Uther liked his uncle Harry a lot better. Yes, it was a perfectly ordinary day. Until something extraordinary happened . . .

Suddenly, without warning, an owl flew in the window and dropped a letter in front of him. It was addressed:

Uther Windsor

Kitchen table

Isle of Wight.

He opened it read his invitation to the Hogsmeade Academy.

Uther couldn't believe it. This must be some kind of Joke!

A month later, Uther was once again sitting at the kitchen table going over his lessons with his mom and siblings when a green fire suddenly roared to life in the floo! Out of the flames stepped the strangest looking woman he had ever seen. She had dirty blonde hair with bubble-gum pink tips. She wore baby corncobs as earrings. Her silvery-grey eyes seem to be staring off into space, looking at nothing in particular. She wore a form-fitting, metallic blue, knee length robe with a see through, loose fitting iridescent purple, floor length robe over it. And over this, she had at least twenty silver necklaces. She also had a silver belt made of tiny bells and matching anklets and bracelets that jingled every time she moved in the slightest.

"Hellooooo!" said the woman in a dreamy trance-like voice. "I've come to take you to school."

"He's not going anywhere with you, you hussy!" exclaimed Uther's mother. "And how did you get into my floo?"

"I knew that would be your answer," said the stranger as she pulled a chopstick from behind her ear. "Stupefy!"

"What did you do to my mum!" yelled Uther.

"She's just stunned. She'll wake up in a few minutes," said the stranger.

"Who are you? What are you?" asked Uther.

"I'm professor Lovegood and I'm a witch"

"Am I really a witch too?" asked Uther.

"Yes. But boy witches are called wizards. I've come to take you to school to learn how to use your powers."

"Cool! I wanna be a wizard too!" said Merlin.

"You'll have to wait until your old enough . . . next year," said Professor Lovegood.