A whole new world

[Phoenix Levon Scamander]

"Oh, don't worry. It's for all magical children of Great-Britain. If you were born somewhere in here your name is already written down in their books reserving you axplace there, and you will get an invitation letter in the summer of the year you turn eleven or twelve. That is if your mum is a witch because then they think you know all about it. If both your parents are non-magical then someone from the school will visit your home to invite you in person because they assume you don't know about magic," Phoenix explained.
"You'll definitely get in if your dad lets you. What does he think about magic? My family could show you the hidden parts of London for starters if you can get him to agree," he promised, put his wand on the lawn right next to him and picked Gibson up to cuddle with it against his chest, gently scratching its cheek as it was finishing off the last treat. Phoenix's voice was full of hope, it was so rare to get a chance to introduce his world to someone who knew nothing about it. In fact, this was the first in his eleven years of life, at least that he could remember and have ability to do something.