After seeing the last transparent blue window, that moment of concentration and trance I had entered breaks, I feel as if my mind returns to my body, I look around, and I find myself again in my small room, sitting in the cultivator position, that is, the famous lotus position.
I let out a yawn, my eyes begin to water and feel heavy, everything that had happened today, especially all those floating screens that had appeared to me, so I throw myself back on the bed, now letting my mind fade and shut down, leading me to the sweet sleep I had been waiting for.
After I fell asleep, time passed in the blink of an eye, and I wake up with a slight swaying of my body, which quickly becomes frantic swaying.
"LIEL, TIME TO WAKE UP."
I open my eyes with the slowness of someone whose soul was being slowly returned to their body. Little by little, my eyes acclimated to the diffused light, and I noticed that next to my bed was Mr. Victor Stradivarius, already dressed in his work overalls, a standard shirt from our garage, and jeans.
"As I promised, you're coming with me to the workshop, so get ready quickly."
After hearing my father, I jumped out of bed, excited. My uncle Larry had gotten me what had been my obsession for at least the last lifetime. I grabbed my clothes and ran to the bathroom to bathe. When I came out of the bathroom dressed, I looked at my bedroom window, and through the slats of the blinds, the sun's rays were beginning to enter my room. I glanced quickly at my alarm clock and saw that it was 5:55 a.m. I approached the window and raised the blinds to let the sun's rays touch my skin.
"A little early for only the second day of vacation, but that's okay."
My body felt a little stiff, so I interlaced my fingers and stretched, trying to loosen up, while closing my eyes and enjoying that unique warmth, along with the peace it brought me, a calm that after a few seconds was ruined by the sound of unusual chirping, along with light tapping on the glass.
I opened my eyes, a little confused. It was common to have birds at my window, but I had never heard chirping like this before. When my eyes landed on the source of the chirping and tapping, I saw a small owl with mixed gray and cream-colored plumage on its chest, with gray spots across its breast. an unusual sight, but one that did not surprise me. There was a letter almost half the size of the owl. The letter appeared to be made of old parchment, slightly yellowed, with a seal made of red wax and a coat of arms that was now indistinguishable to me. The Hogwarts coat of arms: the shield divided into four parts with the symbols of the houses (the Gryffindor lion, the Slytherin serpent, the Ravenclaw eagle, and the Hufflepuff badger), all surrounding a central golden H.
I open the window and the little owl cheerfully enters my room, chirping happily, and landing on the dresser in front of me. I smile at her and slowly reach out my hands toward her. I had never been able to get close to a bird without it flying away, but... chickens didn't count. Anyway, this little owl seemed so friendly to me, not the least bit bothered by my approach. Could all owls in the magical world be like this?
Carefully, I untie the letter from its leg and look at it in my hands. You know, this moment felt so special. In the memories I received from the system, I can feel the weight of this event, a moment that any Harry Potter reader has ever imagined, that I myself had imagined many times, and now it was finally happening.
"LIEL!! HURRY UP, WE HAVE TO LEAVE SOON, AND YOU STILL HAVE TO EAT."
My father's shout snapped me out of my trance for a second. I opened the letter and saw that familiar introduction. At the top of the letter, in emerald green ink, was the Hogwarts crest: the shield divided into four parts with the symbols of the houses (the Gryffindor lion, the Slytherin snake, the Ravenclaw eagle, and the Hufflepuff badger), all surrounded by a central golden H. Below the coat of arms is the Latin motto:
Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus: (Never tickle a sleeping dragon)
The text was written in elegant calligraphy, as if each letter had been drawn with extreme care.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class; Chief Wizengamot; Chief Wizard)
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Dear Kaliel Stradivarius,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The school year will begin on September 1st. We await your owl by July 31st at the latest, confirming your attendance.
Attached is a list of books and materials required for the first year:
### Required Books
- Standard Course in Witchcraft and Wizardry – Year 1 by Miranda Goshawk
- A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
- Basic Spells and Charms by Emeric Switch
- Magical Potions and Mysteries by Arsenius Jigger
- Elementary Transformations by Emeric Switch
- Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander
- The Dark Arts: A Guide to Protection by Quentin Trimble
### Other materials
- 1 wand
- 1 cauldron (tin, size 2)
- 1 set of glass or crystal vials
- 1 telescope
- 1 set of brass scales
### Uniform
- 3 pairs of simple robes (black) for everyday wear
- 1 black pointed hat for everyday wear
- 1 pair of protective gloves (dragon skin or similar)
- 1 black winter cloak with silver clasp
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Your parents or guardians will be instructed to accompany you to purchase supplies at Diagon Alley.
We look forward to welcoming you to our school and seeing you develop as a wizard.
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress