The train arrived to the platform, and I was alone. No family to wave at as the train rolls away, nor anybody to wish me a safe trip. It's fine. I didn't need them. I was independent, and I had become accustomed to being shoved off to the side.
There were so many people, and I was alone. Just a lonely new fifth year that will soon be the punchline to every joke imaginable. The weeks leading up to my arrival, I had some help from a current Hogwarts professor who taught me some basics in spellcasting, alomg with some basic spells. The last day of my training was definitely, for lack of better words, an experience.
Three days had passed since the Gringots escapade, and I wrote down what happened that evening when I arrived home.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Training Journal 11
My Final Training Day'Today was my last day of training with Professor Fig before I was off to Hogwarts. We were in an open field, practicing basic cast combos when a man by the name of George Osric, a friend of professor Figs, had visited to give him a portkey that previously belonged to his now deceased wife. For some reason, I ended up being able to open the key container, and I was the only one of the tree of us that could see the light glow that was coming off of it.
George was unfortunately killed shortly then after by a Dragon flying overhead. It seemed to me like the key knew that we were in danger, and teleported Fig and I to what seemed to be ancient ruins. Near the back of the main building, there was some sort of enchanted wall that led to Gringots Bank. It sounds weird, but it's hard to explain when you, or your mentor, had never seen anything like our before.
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