The moment she reached the living room, her uncle started booming.

‘YOU’RE USELESS, WORTHLESS, WHY DIDN’T WE THROW YOU IN THE ORPHANAGE WHEN YOU WERE ON THE STREET? YOU ARE SUCH A MISTAKE!’ her uncle started shrieking in a high-pitched tone. ‘GET OUT OF MY SIGHT RIGHT NOW! OH, HOW I’M SO HAPPY THAT YOU’LL BE GONE!’

Hailey tried to hold back her laughter but she smiled and silently giggled. Olivia didn’t mind her uncle this time. She was too focused on letting Hagrid in to listen to him. She unlocked the front door and Hagrid came in.

‘WHAT ARE YOU DOING? ST- who is th-that?’ her uncle stammered, sounding almost fearful. 

Hagrid had to crouch down to get through the door.

‘Olivia Dragonheart is it?’ Hagrid started. ‘I was excited ter see yeh. Heard abou’ yeh. Dumbledore’s been blabberin’ off abou’ yeh since yeh got in. The school. Yeh know. Hogwarts.’

Hailey and Mr. Watson froze at the mention of the name. They just couldn’t believe that it was real. 

Mrs. Watson came from the kitchen with a tray; it had two cups of tea. When she saw Hagrid, she yelled loudly and dropped the tray. The glasses of tea shattered to pieces and the tea spilled on the well-cleaned floor. 

‘FREAK!’ screamed Hailey. ‘FREAK! FREAK! FREAK! FREAK!’ 

A small amount of jealousy filled her voice. 

‘Yeh’re goin’ ter Diagon Alley with meh righ’?’ Hagrid grunted. ‘Yeh’re ready righ’?

‘Diagon Alley?’ repeated Olivia. ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about. Wait, do you mean the acceptance letter to that school? I think it was Warthog or something like that.’

‘Hogwarts,’ Hagrid corrected her, chuckling. ‘Pack yer things quickly. We’ve only go’ a few hours left before the Hogwarts Express takes off. Yeh’re a witch now.’