Each year I try to get a letter from Hogwarts, but I'm very unsuccessful. I really think I can be an excellent wizard because I have natural abilities.
I bought an owl. I have a long scarf. I got some jellybeans... but no letter from Hogwarts. Damn that bastard, Dumblewhore. He's always been a friggin' prick with me!
And that stupid bitch, Professor McGonagall. I found out where she lived, and she called the muggel police on me.
I only went in her house to ask her why she's such a bitch to me!
I belong to the wizarding world...
I belong to Hogwarts.
Anyways, I need to practice magic while I wait for my wand (19 inches. Oak. Phoenix tail).