5
Hiruma stared blankly at the old (senile) man in front of him in absolute disbelief. "Magic?" he repeated, making sure he heard right.
Harry snickered from his position against the wall.
The old man beamed.
Hiruma scowled and started to clean one of his guns.
The old man's face dimmed as he frowned at the weapon.
Hiruma's grin went on, showing off his (abnormally) pointy teeth.
"I must insist that Harry come back with me to Hogwarts-"
"No."
"Excuse me?"
"Why should I allow my little brother go to a school half-way around the world, where he won't be protected? Aren't there any of these 'magic' schools here in Japan?"
"Harry's parents-"
"Are dead. I'm taking care of him. Ergo, I decide where he goes."