The Letter Part 4

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ITS HERCULES MULLIGAN UP IN IT LOVIN' IT YES I HEARD YOUR MOTHER SAY COME AGAIN

AYYYYYYYY

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HERCULES POV

Dear Mr. Mulligan,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as a part of the new International Wizard Association's exchange student program. Please find an enclosed list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September First. We await your owl no later than July 31.

A letter will be sent with more information once you confirm your admittance.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

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"Ferin, What is this?"

"I don't know Neene, an owl flew it in."

"Dear Mr. Mulligan, you have been accepted to the new International Wizard Association's exchange student program at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry... That's the school in England, right? It's a really good magic school in England."

"Yes, but I'm not going. I'm staying here to help you and Papa."

Neene looked at me with a look that told me I was going to that school.

"I don't know much about magic and whatnot, your Baaba knew more about that. But I've read enough moving people-newspapers to know what Hogwarts is," She said.

"What are you saying about Hogwarts?" My Papa rolled himself into the kitchen with his wheelchair. Oh no. when Papa wheels in, the conversation is over.

"Hercules got into a new Exchange program there!"

"that's great, omo. you are going, right?"

um...

"I'm fine at Okieriete," I said daringly.

" Hogwarts will be good for you, and papa and I will be fine. I will watch him."

"But Neene-"

"Conversation over, Hercules. You are going to Hogwarts. End of discussion. I don't want you sitting inside for the rest of your life."

I knew I shouldn't have been complaining, going to a prestigious magic school in England sounded amazing, but I needed to stay and help take care of my Neene and my papa. I also knew that Neene was not going to change her mind.

"Ok, Neene. I'll go. If that's what you really want me to do," I gave in. 

"Good, go write a reply and send it with the owl that brought the first," she handed me a piece of paper.

I wrote my answer and tied it to the bird's leg.

"go back to Hogwarts," I said to the owl, and I watched it fly right out of the living room window.

"Now, Who wants pepper soup for dinner?"



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