Something happens to magic in the United Kingdom on Halloween 1991.
Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling, the creative lady who shared her wizard and his life with the world. She's kind enough to allow others to play on her beach for a while.
This story moves around and the pieces are not in the sequence they occurred. Pay attention to the date and time stamp at the beginning of each heading.
CHANGE SCENE: Aftermath (1-30 November 1991)Prime Minister Major began to believe that the wizards were not staging some sort of attack when the first reports appeared that the government agents were waking. Most of the agents could feel some magic but not as much as before they fell asleep. The mundane physicians suggested that with time and rest, more magic might return but the agents should not try more than once a day.
The military moved to take everyone magical into custody (and separate them from their wands) to be registered and assessed for education-needs and potential work. There were individuals lying outside the wards of private homes and others inside homes without wards who were never discovered. Many died from the lack of care but a few woke, discovered they had no magic or were next to family members (over age 40) who were dead.
The floo network was down and the magicborn were forced to go to the local muggle government for assistance. Among the magicborn waking, there was panic and several tried multiple times to access their magic – several died and most fell back asleep.
A few with some common sense listened to the muggle health workers and didn't tax their magical cores. Among the healers recovered from Saint Mungos (all under forty years of age), there was complete denial that the muggle health care workers could help them at all. Several insisted that a simple potion called 'pepper up' would cure the problem. After two days of listening to the healers complain without ceasing, a supply of Pepper Up potions was located in the sealed off Saint Mungos. (One healer escorted by a dozen soldiers made the trip into the hospital where the bodies of the dead were still lying under sheets in the hallways. This wizard led the soldiers to the pharmacy where hundreds of potions were stored. The stasis wards had fallen and the potency of the potions would begin to fade quickly.)
Returning with a large bag (heavy without featherlight charms), the wizard carefully placed forty Pepper-Up potions on the table. The other healers examined the bottles that were each still sealed with the brewer's mark and had not been tampered with. Under the watch of twenty soldiers, six physicians, and two dozen other healers in custody, a dozen healers each drink the pepper up potion.
Every man or woman suffered from convulsions and died in agony.
"It's as if they were muggles and the potions poisoned them," said the surviving leader of the healers. The survivors again examined the potion bottles, randomly selected two to open and examine the contents. Every test they ran (without magic) proved the bottles were potent Pepper-Up potions.
With time, the two dozen healers recovered enough of their magic to brew potions once again but never advanced enough to be able to cast more that the spell to call light. Among the once-wizards and witches, suicide became epidemic. Unfortunately, they did not have sufficient power to perform apparition without a destination to end their lives. Most chose poisons (bottles of old potions proved fatal in all cases).
Government agents returned to 75% or higher of their former levels of magic and this allowed the wizards and witches to establish control of all magical places once again. Per Royal Decree, no one with magical power was exempt from following the laws of the United Kingdom or to live hidden from government view any longer. The ICW did send an ambassador to the Court of Saint James to negotiate a treaty that protected the Statute of Secrecy while putting all British wizards and witches under the authority of the muggle prime minister.
The ICW never learned the cause of the temporary death of magic in the United Kingdom. A group of witches employed by Mi5 proved very sensible and joined together to hide the secret under the Fidelius Charm. The secret keeper was the Director of Mi5 Special M Branch and while the queen and the prime minister were informed, few other individuals knew about Harry Potter's wish.
CHANGE SCENE: Hogwarts (31 October 1991 After Charms Class First Year Gryffindors)At the end of Charms class that day, Ron tried to berate Granger for helping him with the spell to make things float but the other first year students united and made the boy back down.
"You've not done a single bit of homework without someone helping you, Ron!" Dean Thomas shouted in the hallway. "Granger is just trying to help so you get the practical part correct."
"Yeah," Harry Potter chimed in. "It's my turn to 'help' you with your homework this week and if you think I'll help a bully, you're thicker than you appear…which is pretty thick!"
"What does that mean?" Ron asked. "Is that a muggle thing? You gotta give up the muggle stuff Potter."
Seamus explained, "Weasley, that means he thinks you're slow."
"I am not! I can run as fast as any of you! And I can outfly all of you!"
Hermione wanted to explain but Parvati stopped her and murmured, "Don't poke a sleeping dragon."
Now, the first year Gryffindors gathered in their common room before heading toward the Great Hall for their first Halloween feast at Hogwarts. Hermione Granger carried her favourite book, Hogwarts A History, along to reference the information on previous Halloween festivities. Ron Weasley almost made a disparaging comment until Lavender Brown, Dean Thomas, and Seamus Finnigan cleared their throats to catch the red-headed bully's attention. Ron blushed and fell silent – Hogwarts was not nearly as much fun as he thought it would be – he had to do homework and read books.
When the door opened to the hallway, Professor McGonagall was present and while the other students hurried past, she called Harry to her side. Ron snarked, "Potter's in trouble! Going to miss the Halloween feast!"
"Mr Potter, come with me," ordered McGonagall.
They walked along the hallways and quickly reached her office, where Harry was surprised to see Headmaster Albus Dumbledore waiting. More confusing, Harry's owl was there and she appeared to be asleep on an owl stand.
"Hedwig! What's my owl doing here?" asked Harry.
McGonagall admonished the boy, "Mr Potter, keep a civil tongue in your head!"
Smiling with his eyes twinkling, the headmaster said, "Now, Harry, I have some news for you."
"Sir? What news? Has Inspector Johnson replied to my letter already? I just sent it this morning."
"Johnson?" asked Dumbledore. He'd not really paid attention to the letter before he banished it.
"Who is this inspector Johnson, Mr Potter?" asked McGonagall.
"He's a constable – a policeman back home. Miss Granger told me you people call them Aurors."
"Harry, why would you send a letter to an Auror…a muggle Auror?" asked Albus, with a real frown on his face. "That threatens the Statute of Secrecy."
"No it doesn't," Harry insisted. "Inspector Johnson is a muggleborn who carries his wand everywhere but doesn't use it unless there's an emergency. Mum and Dad talk with him regularly about me. He helped them with my uncontrollable magic when I was little kid."
"Again, Mr Potter, why would you send a letter to this muggle Auror?" the headmaster pressed.
Frowning at the headmaster and his head of house, Harry explained, "I haven't heard from my Mum and Dad since the end of September. I send a letter every week and Hedwig knows to wait for Mum to send back a letter. But she never brought one back."
"Those people are not your parents, Mr Potter," McGonagall said sternly, tired of hearing how happy the Boy-Who-Lived was with his aunt and uncle as his parents. "We have had this discussion every week since you arrived."
Taking a deep breath to handle his temper and avoid another detention, Harry carefully replied, "Yes, Professor McGonagall. I know that James and Lily Potter were…are my birth parents. But Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon have been my mum and dad since I can remember anything.
"Harry, don't you have any memories of Lily and James? Anything?" Albus insisted on knowing.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, Mum made certain that I have pictures of my birth mum and a few of James. Hagrid provided me with more pictures of my birth dad after I got to Hogwarts. I have an album of them and their friends. Neville Longbottom and his parents are in some of the pictures and we've become friends in Gryffindor."
Looking back and forth between the witch and wizard, Harry thought his argument had failed to move their opinions.
"Mum and Dad always said the Lily and James loved me! They died to protect me," Harry continued. "And tonight's the anniversary of all that. Why do you have to talk about it tonight?"
Exchanging a glance with Minerva, Dumbledore said, "Well, Harry. I have some bad news for you."
"What?" "
"Someone…someone magical but we don't know who…was very angry about the stories about you being abused and mistreated by the muggles."
"Abused? By Mum and Dad? No, they never abused me!"
"That thing on your arm then…what was that?" asked McGonagall.
"What thing on my arm?" asked Harry, not understanding the question at first.
The head of Gryffindor continued, "When Hagrid took you to Diagon Alley on 1 August, the photographer for the Daily Prophet captured a picture of your left arm encased in some muggle plaster and bandages."
"I fell off my bike – bicycle – and broke my arm early in July." True to his muggle upbringing, Harry struggled to explain the situation to the old wizard and taciturn witch, "The doctor – physician…"
"Ah, a muggle healer," Albus said, understanding the reference at last.
"Yeah. Muggle healer, he put the cast on my arm to hold the bones in place while they healed. Dad was mad that I was riding too fast on the gravel and slid off the path. Mum made me wear a sling for week but she made certain I had the right food and pills while my arm healed," Harry said.
There was silence for a moment before Dumbledore continued, "The Daily Prophet never let go of the story that you were tortured. Many people were greatly concerned. Minister Fudge even spoke about it in the Wizengamot."
Harry's frown grew darker and he asked, "Why didn't someone ask me? I'd show them my arm. Madam Pomfrey could tell 'em I'm fine."
"As your magical guardian, I didn't want anyone to bother you about wild accusations."
"My what?" asked Harry, his Evans temper beginning to show.
"While you are at Hogwarts, I am your magical guardian, and make all decisions about your education, safety, etc.," Albus explained and waved away any questions.
"Okay, but what's the bad news?" Harry asked but both adults remained silent for a long moment.
"Some wizard or witch attacked the Dursley home and killed everyone."
"What! No!" Harry yelled, his magic flinging Professor McGonagall and Headmaster Dumbledore back. He cried out, "Mum! Dad! Dudley!"
Rising to his feet and casting a shield around Harry Potter, Dumbledore continued, "The report from the DMLE reads that four persons were killed. Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley Dursley who lived at No.4 Privet Drive and a visitor, Marge Dursley."
"My family! Someone killed my family! When was this?"
"At the end of September."
"And you waited a whole month to tell me? Why?"
"I wanted to see who in Gryffindor became your best friend. I believe Ron Weasley is the best candidate to be your best friend and I believe his parents will make good foster parents…"
"No!" shouted Harry, busting through Dumbledore's shield. "Leave me alone! You killed my family! I…"
Harry struggled against the invisible charms holding him in place but gave way to tears and hung limp. Minerva said, "Albus, your delivery of bad news leaves a great deal to be desired,"
"No, it is better to rip the scab off all at once," the headmaster replied. "Now, let's levitate Mr Potter to the Great Hall. We've a Halloween Feast to enjoy."
Looking at her Gryffindor student, McGonagall asked, "Do you think he'll be able to hold himself together?"
Albus replied, "It'll be a character-building opportunity for the Boy-Who-Lived. And it will certainly garner sympathy from the other students."
"Do you know who attacked and killed the Dursleys?" Minerva asked.
"No, I don't know anything about the attack on the Dursley residence," Dumbledore replied, telling the complete truth. Then the headmaster and McGonagall left her office and walked to the Great Hall with Harry Potter floating behind them. As they entered the chamber, everyone stared and Madam Pomphrey rose to check on the boy, but Dumbledore motioned for her to remain at the staff table.
"Mr Potter received some disturbing news…very bad news this evening," the headmaster explained. "Everyone should allow him to process this information without questioning him."
Dumbledore's magic placed Potter on the bench. The student woke up while Albus continued up to the staff table. Every student with any common sense realized that headmaster wanted everyone to pester Harry Potter about his bad news. Based on his conversations with Harry Potter in the first two months of school, Justin Finch-Fletchley thought, 'This won't end well.'
CHANGE SCENE: Almost-Squibs (2-30 November 1991)As things in the United Kingdom calmed down among the magicborn, the muggleborns, and the mundane in the know, traffic with Europe reopened. Several almost-squibs immigrated to other countries where relatives with more power lived. Bill and Charlie Weasley returned to Britain after the blockade was lifted to take their almost-squib brothers and sister to Rumania to live for a year near the dragon preserve where Charlie worked. The children left with their brothers because Arthur and Molly Weasley never woke up after their magic was removed.
Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood had been found by local constables in the muggle areas of Ottery Saint Catchpole who were dealing with comatose adults appearing in homes they'd never noticed before. The local hospital dealt with a growing list of dead persons as well.
Of the youngest Weasleys, Percy adapted best to losing most of his magic. He put his study skills to use and entered college prep program in Birmingham, England the next year. On a full scholarship, he excelled in accounting and after graduation, went to work in London for a firm dealing with the stock exchange. Percy reconnected with Penelope Clearwater (squib) and they married. None of their children presented as magical and as parents, Percy and Penny were relieved.
George, Fred, Ron, and Ginny struggled to deal with losing their parents and magic at the same time. In 1993, George and Fred enrolled in a trade school in York where they found a niche in cabinet making and woodwork. Ron struggled the longest to find something he enjoyed in the muggle world but then he went to work in a kitchen and became a successful cook. Ginny eventually wandered into modelling and married a muggle photographer who had no notion that magic existed. None of the children of these Weasley children ever presented as magical.
CHANGE SCENE: The Dead and Alive (November – December 1991)The number of dead wizards and witches grew for several weeks. The survivors were provided with food and shelter. The government conducted mass burials for the dead without much effort to separate the dark from the light. So long as multiple individuals identified the dead person (separately without collusion), Her Majesty's government was satisfied to bury the shells that once held magic. Almost everyone over forty years old died, and the few survivors were squibs.
Amelia Bones woke up and recovered enough magic to be a weak-powered witch. In January 1992, she was drafted as Minister for Magic for Her Majesty's Government. Bones began building a new ministry based out of a deserted office building next to Diagon Alley. Gringotts re-opened in late November, and the goblins met with government officials (magical and mundane) to revise the treaties that govern their existence in the United Kingdom.
Neville Longbottom was lost in the shuffle. His grandmother and his comatose parents in Saint Mungos died while asleep. Lavender Brown and most of the magicborn students recovered about half of their previous levels of magic.
CHANGE SCENE: (The Forbidden Forest Winter 1991-1992 and Beyond)Natural magical creatures were not affected by the loss of magic, and they continued to hide from muggles and the almost-squibs of magical Britain. Hogwarts never reopened as a school for magical children but the library, important artworks, and safe artefacts were relocated to the new school in the Midlands. The village of Hogsmeade was also deserted and the survivors relocated to other Scottish towns. With the absence of people (Magical and Mundane), the forbidden forest spread to surround the castle and overran the ruins of the village. Observers reported the presence of a giant (or half-giant) in the area, a giant snake-like creature (basilisk) that destroyed a clutter of giant spiders to restore the forest of a proper ecological balance, and herds of hippogriffs, thestrals, and unicorns among the centaurs.
CHANGE SCENE: House Elves (November 1991)Draco Malfoy never heard from his parents when others 'woke up' and were taken into custody by the muggles in uniforms with the strange weapons. Eventually, Draco was escorted to Malfoy Manor by armed guards in an effort to locate his parents. In Wiltshire, the guards and Draco discovered the Malfoy wards had collapsed, the manor house burned and in ruins, and the corpses of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy lay dead near the front steps. The wizards among the guards reported that the house had dangerous amounts of dark magic lingering in ruins and forced everyone to leave immediately. An angry and distraught Draco returned to the military base with the armed guards but vanished that night and was never heard from again.
The government eventually determined (through interviews with sentient, magical creatures called House Elves) that the servants attacked the weak wizards and witches appeared inside the family wards once again. The elves killed the persons who tortured them for generations without mercy and made certain none of the children of the pureblood lines survived either.
CHANGE SCENE: Great Hall (31 October 1991 Halloween Feast)When he became aware of his surroundings, Harry realized he had been brought to the Great Hall where the students and staff were celebrating Halloween. There were extra ghosts floating around the ceiling, jack-o-lanterns glowed with green or yellow eyes that also floated around. The students up and down the four tables laughed and ate the food and treats, telling tales and asking each other questions.
Harry tried to stand up and leave but found he was stuck to the bench at the table. Ron asked an unintelligible question. Only because he'd been listening to the boy speak with his mouth full of food for two months, Harry was able to translate it as, "What's wrong, Harry?"
"I want to leave and McGonagall stuck me to the bench," complained Harry.
Hermione corrected Harry's use of their head of house's name, "Professor McGonagall."
Dean said, "Dumbledore…"
"Professor Dumbledore," Hermione repeated the correction.
"Yeah, what she said," Dean said. Then he continued, "Said that you'd gotten bad news and we were to leave you alone."
What's the bad news? Is it about your muggles?" asked Ron around mouth filled with bread. "You got to break away from the muggles, Harry. Wizards don't need 'em."
Hermione and Dean frowned. Seamus snorted, "Tell my Mum she's got to give my dad and her telly, and you'll be flat on your back for a month at Saint Mungos when she gets through with you, Weasley."
Leave Potter alone," Lavender Brown said. "He'll tell us when he's ready."
Harry eyes teared up but he said nothing. Immediately, Brown hissed, "Weasley, slide down and eat. Keep your mouth shut or I'll start a rumour that you fancy Draco Malfoy and Parkinson.
Ron turned bright red and mumbled about spells but then he saw Parvati, Dean, and Seamus with their wands out and aimed at him, Ron slid down the bench. A full platter of chicken legs appeared in front of him and captured his attention. Hermione left her place across the table to move and sit on Harry's other side while Lavender rubbed his back and Harry cried silently.
The tension spread along the Gryffindor table, Oliver Wood noticed and debated about wandering down to check on Potter but with encouragement from the beaters of the Quidditch team, the captain of the team stayed in his seat and didn't approach Potter. At the head table, Severus Snape observed the movements at the Gryffindor table, caught his godson's eye and moved his chin and eyes toward Harry Potter.
Enjoying the moment of being sent to pester his nemesis, Draco rose from his seat and sauntered across the Great Hall. Parvati coughed, "Incoming." This comment caught everyone's attention but for Harry who mourned the death of his parents, brother, and family.
"So Scarhead, the headmaster said you had bad news tonight. Something wrong with your vaults at Gringotts?"
Forgetting himself for a moment, Ron said, "Something with his muggles. He got bad news about his muggles."
"Ahh…problems with the muddy apes! Trouble in Mudville! I love these stories! Magical folk don't need anything from the muddy…" Draco droned on. Harry glanced at the head table where McGonagall sat, frowning with disapproval of Potter but remaining silent about Draco Malfoy's loud harassment about mudbloods. Snape sneered openly when his eyes caught Potter's and Headmaster Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore beamed as his plan to circumvent the mudbloods giving Harry Potter a happy family came together.
'They did this on purpose,' Harry realized. 'Dumbledore, Malfoy, Snape and even McGonagall! They're all working together to hurt me…they killed my family!'
In a moment of great pain, Harry Potter broke every bonding on his magical core and expelled the tiny bit of Tom Riddle's soul in the scar on his forehead. The access to all of his magic at that moment felt glorious.
Professor Quirinus Quirrell rose from his seat quickly and stepped back, trying to avoid the dark smudge that was searching in the Great Hall for another piece of his soul. Severus Snape and Albus Dumbledore tracked the black small black cloud as well, taking their attention from the Boy-Who-Lived. Breaking Dumbledore's sticking charm and rising to his feet, Harry climbed up on the top of the Gryffindor table.
At the Hufflepuff table, Justin hissed, "Don't tickle a sleeping dragon…they just stomped on the dragon's bullocks!"
Susan Bones and Hannah Abbot blushed while Ernie McMillian laughed at Justin's crude comment. On top of the table, Harry Potter yelled, "You killed my family! All you people with magic! Well, I wish none of you had magic!"
The Great Hall fell quiet as Harry's wish echoed, "…none of you had magic!"
At the head table, the headmaster slumped forward in a deep sleep. Likewise for Snape, McGonagall, Quirrell, Pomfrey and every other adult except for Hagrid and Flitwick. The charms professor rose and immediately began checking the adults – deep sleep but not an enchantment. Flitwick had no medical training so he didn't attempt to awaken any adult with a spell. Shaking McGonagall's arm failed to rouse the witch.
"What's wrong with 'em, pr'fessor?" Hagrid asked the half-goblin.
"I don't know," Flitwick replied. He tried to send his Patronus to Saint Mungos but the bright shiny niffler simply ran around the room for a few seconds before vanishing.
"They killed my family!" Harry Potter shouted from the top of the Gryffindor table though everyone around him – Hermione, Neville, Dean, and the others all lay slumped over in a deep sleep.
"What did 'arry wish for?" asked Hagrid.
Flitwick paused and then answered, "He wished none of them had magic!"
"Do you know a spell to check for magic in a person?" the half-giant asked.
"I do," Flitwick said as he cast the spell at Severus Snape, then at the headmaster.
When the charms professor didn't share the results of his spell, Hagrid asked, "Well?"
"They're muggles. They don't have any magic," Filius explained. Hearing the professor's reply, the house elves popped into the room and waited while the head elf popped into view at the head table.
"Professor Charms, are you being sure they's have no magic?"
Hurrying from the table, Flitwick said, "Let me check the students."
More spells proved that the sleeping children were squibs at best but their magical cores were too small to use a wand to cast a spell or brew a potion.
"We be's good elves and muggles and squibbies can't be in Hoggiewarts no time," the elf stated. She popped away, taking the slumbering Headmaster Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore with her. Around the room, the professors and children began to vanish as the elves moved them beyond the castle wards.
Hagrid said, "I can't let the muggles see me again. I got in lots of trouble about going to Surrey to see Harry back in August. The DMLE threatened to lock me up in Azkaban if another muggle saw me!"
The half giant ran from the Great Hall as Harry Potter stepped down from the table and followed Hagrid out of the castle. Before he could follow the pair out of the Great Hall, Professor Filius Flitwick stopped to check on Professor Quirinus Quirrell, who lay on his back, he eyes wide open and vacant. When Filius called for an elf, one appeared but refused to move the wizard.
"Possesseded Quirrell be dead. Bad spirit in back of head be dead, more dead, and real dead now he gots no magic. This be good thing that Mr Harry Potter's wish accomplishmented," the elf said before he vanished again.
Flitwick decided, "I'll let the DMLE deal with this."
He hurried of the now deserted Great Hall. The students and sleeping adults were outside in the cold and would need warming charms and blankets. As he passed the portraits in the hallway, the pureblood figures called out to leave the mudbloods to their fate in the cold.
When he found them in the field outside the wards, Filius found Harry Potter already helping the youngest students back onto their feet. Dean Thomas asked, "What happened to Hogwarts? It disappeared!"
CHANGE SCENE: Military Base (1 November 1991 Midday)The servicemen talked together and called the police station in Little Whining to speak to Inspector Hal Johnson. After a quick but lengthy discussion, the serviceman hung up and dialled another number. Once he made the connection and spoke with the person on the other line, he called, "Harry Potter! There's a phone call for you!"
Hesitating to pick up the receiver for a moment, Harry lifted it and held it next to his ear and said, "Hello…"
"Harry? What's going on?" asked Mum. "Are you okay?"
"Mum! Is that you? Really you?" asked Harry, his voice cracking with emotion. There were tears rolling down his face to hear that his mother was alive.
"Yes, Harry. It's good to hear your voice but there are strange rumours today. Inspector Johnson was rushed to hospital unconscious. Dad got a call from Mr Granger – your classmate's father – that something happened and all the students are coming home. Are you okay?"
"Mum! Yes, mum! I'm coming home."
The serviceman moved close and said, "Tell your Mum will have you home this evening. A plane leaves for London in an hour and you'll be home before bedtime."
"I'll be there tonight Mum!" Harry said before he hung up the phone.
EPILOGUE: No.4 Privet Drive (1 November 1991(Harry was reunited with his parents before 10:00 PM. The Dursleys were very unhappy to hear that Dumbledore and McGonagall had told their son that they had been killed. After hearing all the details and allowing Petunia to hold their son for many minutes, Vernon said, "Harry, once you have time to think about what you were told, you'll find two big holes in the story that Dumbles fellow told you."
Looking up from his mum's arms, Harry frowned at his dad and asked, "What?"
"Think about it. Dumbles told you that the whole family had been killed."
It took a minute and while Harry thought, Petunia kept her arms around the boy, rubbing his back and murmuring like when he and Dudley had been very small. Then Harry nodded, "He said that Dudley and Aunt Marge were both here! But Marge lives hours away and Dudley is at Smelting's. That's an hour away even with good traffic!"
"So the headmaster made up the whole story," Vernon said.
"But why?" Harry asked and his dad again waved his hand for Harry to think. After another minute, Harry said, "He just wanted me to believe you were dead. He wanted me to bury myself in magic and their old-fashioned clothes. He already had a foster family picked out!"
There was an overnight trip to Smelting's on 2-3 November to reconnect with Dudley – who knew nothing about the drama in his brother's life – and to enrol Harry in the school. He would not room with his brother which relieved both boys and Harry had a great deal of studying to catch up.
By Christmas, Harry was in contact with Neville. Longbottom was not adjusting to the orphanage well and Harry's parents arranged for the Grangers to meet the boy. Before the middle of January, the Grangers became Neville's foster parents and they kept him at home for the rest of the year, while he attended a local school and began to catch up with regular studies.
Harry Potter-Dursley remained in the United Kingdom, seldom visited any of the magical locations in the country but with tutors passed his OWLS at fifteen and his NEWTS before he was twenty years of age. He also graduated from university and became a successful businessman.
Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus. Magical Britain never understood the Hogwarts motto (never tickle a sleeping dragon) could apply to them.
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