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Dedalus spent most of the bus trip telling him more about his parents. Harry found out that his father and mother went to a school of magic called Hogwarts. Apparently, his father was a real prankster in his school years along with his best friend Sirius Black.

But when Harry tried to find out more about this Sirius Black, Dedalus would immediately avoid the question and talk about something else. Harry reluctantly left it be and find out more about the man later.

His mother, it turned out, was considered the smartest witch of her age even though she was a muggleborn, which Harry also learned meant anyone who did not have any magical parents. How his mother who was very mature could fall for someone like his father who was very reckless. But it was Harry's grandparents' death that forced his father to be more responsible about his actions.

Dedalus also kept on mentioning how Harry looked so much like his father James. Harry had also inherited the Potter's untameable hair. The only difference was that he had His mother's eyes. His flaming emerald green eyes were the only clue for someone to know that he was also Lily's son.

Harry also learned a little bit about the hierarchy of the wizarding world. All muggleborns were considered to be second class citizens and anyone who had magical parents going back centuries ago were considered to be the first-class citizens. They were called purebloods. The term 'pure-blood' referred to a family or individual without Muggle (non-magic) blood. The concept was generally associated with Salazar Slytherin, one of the four founders of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, whose aversion to teaching anybody of Muggle parentage eventually led to a breach with his three fellow founders, and his resignation from the school. The most traditionalist purebloods believed that they should be the only one to be able to use magic because it was in their blood and anyone else didn't deserve to even witness it. They also believed that they were the best at magic there was.

So when Harry's father married a muggleborn, it caused an uproar within the pureblood families because his father was a pureblood.

Then there were the in-between class called halfbloods. These were the people who had one parent who was either a muggleborn or a muggle. Most of them didn't have as much power as the purebloods in the wizarding world's equivalent to a parliament: The Wizengamot.

Dedalus couldn't explain how the Wizengamot worked because even though he was a pureblood. When Harry asked why not, he said that his blood doesn't go back far enough to be able to have a seat on the Wizengamot.

The bus slowed down in front of a bus shelter in London and Harry realised that this was his stop.

"It was great talking to you Mister Diggle." Harry said.

"Oh ho Harry, you didn't think you can get rid of me that easily did you?" Dedalus said. "I have to visit Diagon Alley for some shopping. Actually, do you have a place to stay for the evening?"

Harry shook his head.

"Well I know the best place to stay when one is out and about. Follow me"

Harry followed Dedalus through London. Even though it was around ten pm, the shops were still open and busy. Harry, having never been to London, took as much in as possible.

Harry was too busy looking around that he failed to notice that Dedalus stopped walking and bumped into him.

Harry apologised but Dedalus just waved it off. "We are here Mister Potter."

They had stopped in front of a shabby looking pub called The Leaky Cauldron. Harry wondered how such a place could still be in business because if Dedalus had not have stopped, he wouldn't have even noticed it yet.

The couple walked in and was greeted by the bartender.

"Dedalus Diggle, welcome back. Would it be the usual again?"

"Oh no thank you Tom," Dedalus replied. "I was just wondering if you have a room for Mister Potter here."

Suddenly the whole place fell silent and every customer turned to look at Harry.

"Merlin's beard!" Tom exclaimed. "Harry Potter, welcome back young sir welcome back."

Harry spent the next ten minutes shaking everyone's hand. He had never received this much attention before and he immediately hated it. All these people were all thanking him for defeating the dark lord that they forgot about what he had to sacrifice because of it. Apophis could sense Harry's discomfort and was ready to attack at anytime. Dedalus saw Harry's anxiety and decided to put an end to it.

"Alright everyone that's enough. Tom, that room."

"Of course Mister Diggle. Room 21 is free, if you would please follow me."

Dedalus turned to Harry and said his good bye.

"Now Harry, I will be leaving now but Tom can lead you to your room. He will take you to Diagon Alley tomorrow so you can go to Gringotts. But don't worry, you will see me again. Farewell Harry."

With that, he turned and walked away through the crowd.

"If you may follow me Mister Potter I will lead you to your room."

Harry followed Tom down some corridors and stopped at the door with the number 21 on it. Tom opened the door and showed Harry around.

It had its own bathroom with all the necessary accessories as well as a single bed and a desk. the walls were painted a grey kind of colour and the room smelt way better than his previous residence.

Tom gave Harry his key and bid him goodnight.

As soon as he left, Harry got ready to sleep and climbed in bed. The bed was the softest thing he ever layed on and it wasn't long before he succumbed to the days pressure.

A/N: Alright guys chapter four is done. But I still have more to say.

First up, updating on Wednesdays is really inconvenient for me so from now on it will be on Sundays. That way I can write longer chapters for you guys. YAY!

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