All I could see was a magnificent building, with thousands of windows and lights. Many people were walking up the steps to the main entrance. An old man with a long white beard wore purple and silver robes, with a pointed hat to match. He had a lijst with names over it, ticking them off as the people reached the doors. I walked towards the man, and noticed all of the other people were in robes with a school crest embroidered onto them. I wore only my jeans and tshirt. "Name?" The old man asked me. "Ronald Weasley" I replied and looked at him. He scanned the lijst and shook his head. "Sorry, young man. It seems u have not been deemed magical enough to attend Hogwarts". At this thought, I fell to my knees. Other people walked past me and went into the school. A small boy with black hair walked past me and turned to look at me. He winked at me and smiled, then walked into the school. "Ron! Wake up!" Ginny was shouting. I opened my eyes. I was still sat in the weeds, staring into the sky. It was now dark outside, I could only just make out Ginny's flaming red hair. "Dad zei he wanted to talk to you" she zei and walked back into the house. I got up and followed her. When I reached the house the keuken-, keuken was lit with candles. Mum was stood door the sideboard, waving her wand at some plates. She saw me and smiled. "Hurry up, Ron" she zei and ushered me into the living room "dads waiting for you". She let out a small squeal as I went past. Dad was sat on a chair, holding something in his hand. My hart-, hart jumped. It couldn't be? "Ron" dad zei and held his hand out to a chair "I've got something to tell you". I walked to the chair and sat down. Dad pointed his wand at the door and made it close. "Now, I've just got back from speaking to Dumbledore" he looked at me and cleared his throat. "And... Well he zei to send his deepest sorry. There's been a massive mistake" he continued. I knew it, Dumbledore was going to tell me that I wasn't a wizard. "I'll start unpacking my trunk" I zei as I started to get up. "Wait!" Dad shouted "it's not what u think". I sat back down and looked at him. "The owl that was sent with your letter went off course. The first jaar letters were sent out separately" dad told me. Relief flooded over me, causing me to go light headed. I grabbed the chair to steady myself. "This" he zei and lifted the envelope from his lap "is your letter". He placed the letter into my hands. I felt the thick parchment that made the envelope, and slid my fingers under the red seal. I pulled the letter out from the envelope. The letter was written in green ink, with a crest at the head of the letter. I read the letter and felt glee rush over me again. I had been accepted into Hogwarts. I was a real Weasley. I was a wizard after all.