This blogpost is an entry to the Blogging contest, a part of the book launch of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, in association with Kolkata Bloggers.
Mr. and Mrs. Debnath, of number four, Potoldanga Lane, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal. They did not expect that a small boy would turn their lives upside down.
As Hrishikesh, the half giant, who had recently thrown a bomb and informed Hari that he was a wizard, vanished, Hari Poddar stood alone between Platform 9 and 10 of Howrah Station, he was clueless as to how to get to Platform 9 ¾.
He was standing beside the wall separating Platform 9 and 10 when a family, which seemed like his lot, came close with koolis carrying their trunk. Hari had already paid his kooli and was holding the trunk himself. The family, which, consisted of a women in her thirties, twin brothers( a few years older than Hari), a girl younger than him and a boy of his age, also paid off their kooli and came closer. “First timer?” asked the woman, “Ranjan is too!” she said. As she taught Hari how to run into the wall to get into Platform 9 ¾, Hari was amazed and overwhelmed. That seemed to be the most magical thing in his life at that moment.
Little did he know that better things were to happen, he would eventually become best friends with a very intelligent witch like Harshita (and that Ranjan would later marry her), he would come across a great principal and person like Professor Drubojyoti. Little did he know that his teenage years would be ever so troublesome because of the dark wizard, Vishwadev. After all he was the boy, who lived.