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Harry

"Can I go and have some gin with the others or can I stay here?" Harry asked continuing to tremble as he stood frozen in his spot from where he had just been yelled at rather harshly which Harry didn't mind since he was quite used to it by now.

"Albus Dumbledore, but you can me Albus or Headmaster, whichever you fancy. I am the headmaster of a school of witchcraft and wizardy where the children learn basic magical abilities when they're younger and then get more advacned as they mature in their magic. This one here names Harry is going to start his first year in school since he's now eleven as is your boy Toby." He explained softly.