Owl Post
HarryPotterwasahighlyunusualboyinmanyways. Foronething,hehatedthesummerholidaysmorethananyothertimeofyear. Foranother,hereallywantedtodohishomeworkbutwasforcedtodoitinsecret,inthedeadofnight. Andhealsohappenedtobeawizard.
Itwasnearlymidnight,andhewaslyingonhisstomachinbed,theblanketsdrawnrightoverhisheadlikeatent,aflashlightinonehandandalargeleather-boundbook(AHistoryofMagicbyBathildaBagshot)proppedopenagainstthepillow. Harrymovedthetipofhiseagle-featherquilldownthepage,frowningashelookedforsomethingthatwouldhelphimwritehisessay,’WitchBurningintheFourteenthCenturyWasCompletelyPointless—discuss.’
Thequillpausedatthetopofalikelylookingparagraph.Harrypushedhisroundglassesupthebridgeofhisnose,movedhisflashlightclosertothebook,andread:
Non-magicpeople(morecommonlyknownasMuggles)wereparticularlyafraidofmagicinmedievaltimes,butnotverygoodatrecognizingit. Ontherareoccasionthattheydidcatcharealwitchorwizard,burninghadnoeffectwhatsoever.ThewitchorwizardwouldperformabasicFlame-FreezingCharmandthenpretendtoshriekwithpainwhileenjoyingagentle,ticklingsensation. Indeed,WendelintheWeirdenjoyedbeingburnedsomuchthatsheallowedherselftobecaughtnolessthanforty-seventimesinvariousdisguises.
Harryputhisquillbetweenhisteethandreachedunderneathhispillowforhisinkbottleandarollofparchment.
