Chapter 2

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"Can you get that Eva." My mum yelled.

"Doing it now!" I answered.

I opened the door to a woman with jet black hair. She was wearing a blue shirt with little dragons on it and was holding a little blue bag

"Is this Eva Robertson?" She asked me politely.

"Yes. Who are you?" I was confused.

"My name is Professor Chang and I am here to talk to you about your education. May I come in?"

"Of course."

I was worried now that I had done something wrong without knowing and I was about to be expelled. All sorts of horrible scenarios went through my head.

I led her into the living room where Annabelle was playing with Bonnie. She sat down on the couch and reached into her blue bag and pulled out a piece of yellowing paper that looked ancient and crinkly.

"I, um, I'll just go get my parents. Err, be back in a second."

I went out into the kitchen. My mum was busy making a cake. I had decided on red icing and she had almost finished. My dad was sitting at the table reading A Dog Owners Guide To Simple Commands. They looked up as I entered the room. My mum looked expectant.

"Who was it Eva? Was it Justine again? She keeps bothering me to give her some wool."

"No mum. Its a lady who called herself a professor. She said she's here to talk to you about my education."

My dad stared at me. He had never had to worry about anything at school because Annabelle and I had done well in it. Then he stood up and walked calmly into the lounge room. And mum followed. Now I was terrified.

We filled in and took seats.

The woman cleared her throat then spoke. "My name is professor Cho Chang. I teach at a prestigious boarding school called Hogwarts. But Hogwarts isn't for normal children. I know this might come as a shock but we teach the future witches and wizards of England. Yes, there is a magical world and yes, there are witches and wizards. And the reason I have told you this is because your daughter, Mr and Mrs Robertson, is a witch. She is being offered a place at Hogwarts."

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