Magic and problems (for Kion the Fiercest)
It had been a strange summer for Alice.
When a stranger-dressed man showed up at their door with an admission letter to an unknown school called Hogwarts, her life had changed.
Her parents, a lawyer and a housewife, were as perplexed as she was.
Apparently she was a witch, somewhere their ancestor must have been a wizard and after generations some magical blood had sprung up.
Summer had been surreal, with wands, potions, spell books and owls.
It had all been very exciting, even the sorting - she had been assigned to a house called Slytherin - and actually the idea of doing magic excited her a lot!
It was immediately after the ceremony that Alice discovered three tragedies.
Tragedy number one: She was in a shared dormitory with other unknown girls and she needed her privacy.
Tragedy number two, the uniform. The uniform was horribly old-fashioned, with those knee-high socks, the knee-length pleated skirt, a mouse-gray sweater and a black overcoat that not even her grandmother would ever wear.
But the tragedy of the tragedies had been the discovery that the cell phone had no reception.
Not only!
Those troglodytes didn't even have electricity!
Over the next few days she discovered that could use owls to communicate with her parents.
Owls.
These were magicians and used owls.
Yet the wonder of being able to actually do magic balanced everything else. The teachers seemed pretty strict, but she had always been a good student.
"And the uniform doesn't look so bad either," she told herself, at dawn of the second week, adjusting his green and silver tie and arranging the soft auburn curls around his freckled face. The washed-out blue eyes sparkled with satisfaction.
She was a pretty 11-year-old, soap and water, but who knew how to value what she was wearing and when she discovered a book on tailoring spells in the library, she had experimented with squeezing here and there and now everything fit her perfectly. She no longer looked like a little girl bundled up in clothes too big for her.
She walked to the potions room. It was one of the subjects that scared her a little. She had seen a freshman lose all his hair from adding the wrong ingredient.
Alice also noticed that her house, Slytherin, didn't seem to be loved by the other three...
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