14
The Bleezeleys
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You walk over to the family of red haired wizards on the other side of the station.

"Excuse me" you ask, "are you wizards?"

The children look a bit shifty and say nothing, while the Dad answers for them: "Wizards? No we're err... on our way to a fancy dress party. Why do you want to know anyway?"

"I'm trying to find the train to Hogsnorts but I don't know where it is, and it is almost time for the train to leave!"

"Ah I see," says the mum, "that's the train we want too. Yes we are wizards but we try to keep it quiet, you know."

"Mum!" interrupts one of the red haired children, "now we are definitely going to miss the train!"

"We're going to miss the train?" you ask. "Does that mean that we can't get to Hogsnorts now?"

"Don't worry young man" says the Dad. "Where there's a wizard there's a way, eh? But first we should introduce ourselves. We are the Bleezeley family:

"This is Aaron, who is going to Hogsnorts for the first time this year." (The shortest red haired boy gives you a small wave.)

"These two are Alex and Robert. They are in year 4" (Alex and Robert nod their heads at you.)

"I'm Mr Bleezeley and this is Mrs Bleezeley." (Mrs Bleezeley gives you a cheery thumbs up.)

"Hello everyone," you say. "My name is Arthur Otley and I just discovered I was a wizard a few days ago. I'm a first year. This is my dad and my younger brother Evan" (Your dad and Evan have just walked up.)

"Of course you're a wizard Arthur," said the mum, "You've got red hair like us! Most people with red hair have at least a bit of magic in them and I can see that you've got more than most!"

You are pleased to hear Mrs Bleezeley say this, but still feel worried about the train.

"But Mrs Bleezeley, Mrs Bleezeley, what about the train? How are we going to get to Hogsnorts?" you ask.

Mr Bleezeley taps his nose conspiratorially. "Follow me."

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