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It was a normal day at Number 4 Privet Drive. Vernon Dursley was at work, Petunia Dursley was out shopping, and Dudley Dursley was in his room playing video games. It would seem to all that the Dursley house was completely ordinary. But there was something that was the complete opposite of ordinary. Harry Potter.
Harry wasn't just any 14--almost 15 year old teenager. He was a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He had just come home from the most action-packed year at school he's ever had. First, he'd been an involuntary fourth champion in the Triwizard Tournament, where he fought dragons, mermaids, and Lord Voldemort after he had just regained his full body and witnessed it, as well as watching the rat, Wormtail, kill his fellow Hogwarts competitor, Cedric Diggory. The Hufflepuff was one of the kindest people he knew. Added to that was the fact that no one, other that Albus Dumbledore and Harry’s closest friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, believed him.
Harry was sitting in his room upstairs when he heard a tapping at the window. Looking over, he saw a brown tawny owl that could only belong to Gringotts with a letter tied to it’s leg. Curious, he opened the window to let the owl in. Feeding the owl some treats, he untied the letter and read it.
Dear Lord Harry James Potter
‘Lord? What's that all about?’ He thought. He continued reading.
It has come to the attention of Gringotts Bank that you have not been replying to our letters. This letter is a portkey which activates in 10 minutes. Please use it to visit with us so we may discuss any difficulties there may be.
Thank you,
Ragnok
Goblin Director
‘What? What letters? If I didn't get any then...someone's been intercepting my mail!’ Harry thought in anger and puzzlement. ‘But then how did I get this letter?’ He wondered.