She's not a simple muggle

One. Part 1/2

The next day, Jane woke up with an annoying sound.
She got up from her bed and looked at the time.

05:01 a.m.

The annoying sound came from the lobby. Someone was knocking on the door.
When she opened it, she saw two men dressed in a strange way.

"Who are you? And why do you come at this hour?"Jane asked.

"You're Miss Jane Scott?"The one on the left asked.

"Yes, it's me"she said, but before continuing, the man on the right raised his wand.

As he pronounced the spell to erase his memory, Jane covered her face with her hands.

The spell bounced, and hit the lamp hanging from a wall.

"You must come with us" they said at once and took her by the arms, then appeared at the Ministry of Magic.

******

"So you're all magicians. I am what you call "muggle", but I have special powers that nobody has"I said assimilating what they told me.

"Exactly"replied the Minister.

"And now they want to have me retained to study me?

"Well, not like that ... But yes"he answered again.

"I was drugged and I'm imagining everything?"

"But what things you say girl! And not."

"And my mother? What will happen to her? She's going to think I disappeared ... And besides, where will you be to study me? If I am going to allow you to study MY powers, I demand a comfortable and fascinating place" I said with complete confidence.

"Oh, this girl. Don't worry, we'll take you to a great place."

"Where?"I asked excitedly.

"You will see..."

*****

"What do you see here, Jane?"The minister's secretary, Steve, pointed to a large castle

"A huge castle"I said excitedly.

"As I feared. You know? Muggles can't go to platform 9¾, or see the castle"he told me.

"And what is that castle?"I asked as we climbed into boats that ran through the water with magic.

"It's Hogwarts, a school of magic and sorcery"he replied.

"Do wizards have schools?"

"Of course. How do you think we learn?"

We walked through the huge castle, up and down stairs, to a huge gargoyle.

"Chocolate confections"Steve said.

Suddenly, the gargoyle began to turn, leaving a marble staircase in sight.
At the end of the stairs, there was a door, through which Steve passed without hesitation. I followed him.

"I was expecting you"said a old man with a long silver beard, who was sitting behind a mahogany desk.