Chapter 4

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We went back to the dorms after dinner and dessert. I waited until around ten o'clock at night to slip out into the hallway. It looked so much different in the dark then it was in the morning. I had to remember we're everything was. If I didn't I would wake Mrs. Jonas or even worse Mr. Pete. I walked down the spooky hallway. The creepy thing about it was some of the paintings eyes were following me and some were closed. I was also going through the girls hallway. I tried not to make any noise so I wouldn't wake up any of the girls. It didn't work a girl named Angel cam out and man was that right. She was so beautiful that I think I zoned out for a minute. Until she said my name three times. I said "Umm yes". I was a little scared that she would turn me in. She said " What are you doing out after curfew?" I said that I was going to the East wing. I wish I would have kept my big mouth shut, but she just looked at me said "I know were that is you want me to come with you." Weirdly I was in such a shock that I just nodded to her. She said "One second I have to go get something before we go." I said "ok." I waited for her, but in my head I was so scared of her turning me in and I knew that it would be best if I just left her. The problem was my feet wouldn't go anywhere, so I just stood there. A couple of minutes later she came out with a wand looking thing. Now I was positive that I was in a wizarding school and that meant my mom was right. She asked me about some wizard stuff, but truefully I was not really listening. I answered with I didn't even know that I was a wizard let alone that this was a wizarding school. She just starred at me for a long time and then she asked "What is a normal life like." Well I told her that it was very boring at times and that you didn't use magic for anything. The only magic was in stories. Then I asked her what it was like having magic I listened to every word she said. Then we heard a nosie it was footsteps and voices of adults.

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