Chapter 3 Be my Guest
“Mother!”
Dudley Clutched his butt while howling, stumbling and running downstairs.
Dobby seemed like he was very pleased with his masterpiece. As he bowed towards Harry, he said, “Harry Potter must not return to Hogwarts this year, sorry sir, Dobby has no other choice.”
As soon as Dobby finished he snapped his fingers and slowly disappeared leaving only the two stunned boys in the room.
“I’m sorry, I hope that did not scare you!”, sighed Harry
“What was that?”, asked Ivan curiously.
“Dobby the House Elf,” said Harry frustratedly
“I’m done, uncle Vernon will kill me over this”
“But you did not do it, and I can testify for you.”
“It would be no use, they would not believe it,” said Harry as he grabbed the wall trying to support himself.
He guessed everything correctly.
Moments later Vernon Dursley ran up the stairs into Harry’s room with a sly face, eyes like a demon, and completely ignoring Ivan as he looked at Harry and yelled, “Boy, I warned you, to not even think of using magic on Dudley…”
“I did not” argued Harry
“Read this !” He threw a letter from his hand to Harry and said, “Take it read it!”
As Ivan looked at Harry’s face he peaked at the letter, It Reads:
Dear Mr. Potter,
We have received intelligence that a Transfiguration was used at your place of residence this evening at twenty minutes past eight.
As you know, underage wizards are not permitted to perform spells outside school, and further spellwork on your part may lead to expulsion from said school (Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery, 1875, Paragraph C).
We would also ask you to remember that any magical activity that risks notice by members of the non-magical community (Muggles) is a serious offense under section 13 of the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy.
Enjoy your holidays! Yours sincerely,
Mafalda Hopkirk
IMPROPER USE OF MAGIC OFFICE
Ministry of Magic
Harry felt speechless as he looked up.
“You did not tell us that you couldn’t use magic outside of school.” There was a twinkle in Vernon’s eyes, “ Forget it, I guess…”
Like a vicious dogs grin, he said, “I have good news to tell you, boy, I will lock you up in here so you can never go back to that school! If you use magic to escape they will expel you !”
“Mr. Dursley, you can not do that”, Ivan hurriedly said trying to stop him, “I can vouch for him and say he did not do anything.”
“Kid you do not understand!” Vernon gasped for breath as he remembered who Ivan was, thinking himself for not completely losing his mind.
“I saw the entire process which involved a house elf” as Ivan looked up seeing that everyone was coming to the room, his parents looked worried about him, since Dudley was in Mrs. Dursley’s arms covering his butt and crying loudly.
“There’s no difference..” Vernon murmured.
Ivan went up to his parents and whispered something.
Harry pitifully stood there thinking of his fate.
He knew that Uncle Vernon meant it. Now that they knew that he could not use magic outside of school, he had lost his only weapon and would likely be expelled from school if trapped here.
If he tried to escape with magic, then he also faced being expelled. Ron and Hermione may find a way to save him, but Dobby cut off all communications to them.
(Note: Remeber that Dobby intercepted his mail to and from his friends)
Dobby may have saved him from the terrible catastrophe of Hogwarts, but he has lost the only joy of his life, and he is not sure how the Dursleys will treat him, so he may starve to death here.
Unless Ivan can help him.
Harry obtained a small glimmer of hope when he heard what the other was saying to his parents. Ivan took out a letter out from his pants pocket and showed it to his parents.
The Mason’s expressions were first one of astonishment, but then they were persuaded by there son to do something. Then, the Mason’s and the Dursley’s got together and whispered.
Suddenly the atmosphere became a bit weird, Dudley stopped wailing and tried to make out what they were saying, Harry wanted to do the same, but then he saw Ivan turn around to reveal a reassuring smile.
Time Passed by rather quickly, after a fierce argument, nearly half an hour later, the four adults finally reached an agreement.
“Boy do not ask anything, get your stuff and get out!”, Yelled Vernon Dursley with his forehead full of veins.
“What?!”, Harry wondered if he had misheard, Uncle Vernon let him out of the house while Aunt Petunia was pouting without any objection.
If Harry were not confident, the Mason couple were Muggles he would think they gave the Dursley’s a powerful confusion charm.
“Come on, what are you doing,” said Ivan as he pulled Harry
“What did you do and why do I feel something wrong,” Said Harry looking surprised while looking at the smile on Ivan’s face.
“Its Nothing, I’d like to invite you to visit my house for the summer.”
“Are you sure?!”, Harry’s voice rose sharply but then dropped again, “Aunt and Uncle will not agree, I can not go anywhere, they will always shut me up.”
“Don’t worry about it, you heard your uncle just now!” Ivan blinked his eyes, “My mother and father would be delighted to have you come to our house until the end of the summer after my dad promised to order a lot of rigs.”
“Ow my God! Thak You Ivan!” Harry did not think something like this would happen to him, “I would love to as long as I can leave but why do you want to help me, we just met for the first time…..”
“Hahaha, it’s nothing, but I think as my senior you would not mind talking to your friend about Hogwarts.”
While looking at Harry’s surprised expression, Ivan pulled out the letter from his pocket and said: “I want to use Hedwig for a moment, you know I don’t have my own owl to reply to the school.”
“Ivan your actually a freshman at Hogwarts, that’s fantastic!” Harry was pleased he never thought he would be so lucky.
He felt like today was his lucky day. First, it was unlucky, but now he will not be punished, and he will also get rid of the Dursley’s a month ahead of schedule, but the luckiest one of all he actually met a new classmate.
“Let’s go, unless you want to stay and bid farewell to the Dursley’s.”