Dear Professor Mc-Gona-Who-Ever,
My little brother is not going to your school…
QUIT sending the bazillion letters, QUIT sending the mass of birds, and KEEP THEM THE HELL AWAY FROM MY IMPALA!
My father has been missing for 4 weeks, My other brother just lost his girlfriend, and Harry needs to stay here with his FAMILY. Not run halfway across the world to a place he hasn't been since he was five!
After we find our Dad and close things up over here, we might consider letting Harry join your school. Until then, Bobby is helping Harry along just fine…
So, in closing; Send anymore letters or owls our way, and I will personally capture the feathery little bastards. I will then pluck them, clean them, and fry them for dinner.
Got it?
~Dean Winchester.
P.S; Try to come over and kidnap Harry, I will shoot you in the face…