26th August 1971

Mum and dad took me shopping today in Diagon Alley. I got a wand – a real wand – willow, 10 ¼ inches, swishy, that's what the old man in the shop had said. I couldn't believe it. I tried to do a spell or two this afternoon but I accidentally set fire to the curtains so mummy said I have to wait until I am at school before I can practice. It's not fair. I want to try now. I've already read through one of the textbooks we bought today. Everything is so exciting. Mummy got me a pet owl. I decided to call her Merry. She's a snowy owl. I love her to bits already.

Daddy says I'll have to start packing soon. Petunia said she'll be glad to see the back of me. She can be so horrible sometimes. Mummy has banned her from calling me a freak but it hasn't stopped her. Now she just whispers it in my ear so that no one else will hear. I told Severus today and he said we could hex her but I don't think we should. That wouldn't be very good, would it? I think mummy would tell me off if we did that.