My parents would have been all for it, which is not to say that they would have understood exactly what was going on. The official-looking parchment and seal would have sold them on the idea immediately.
They probably would have insisted on some sort of school visit, though. If memory serves, Hermione’s parents only come to the school when she’s ill, yes? My mom and dad would definitely expect “parents day.” Then mom would take a tour, and respond to everything with “well, isn’t that lovely …” and try to start up a PTA committee.
This whole idea is rather kick, actually. Fun thread topic!
delphica, did Hermione’s parents come visit when she was ill (petrified)? I don’t remember that at all - not to say it didn’t happen, because I could well have missed that.
And as for my parents? Well, they let me go off to college at a place I or they had never seen when I was 17…though heading off to boarding school at 11 may have been pushing the limits.
I think their first thoughts on getting the letter would have been that I’d done something wrong. Eventually they probably would have let me go, but would expect frequent letters and stuff to make sure I was ok.
Aside from the potential cost of school supplies, I was under the impression that they don’t accept pounds sterling as payment. Is there a way of exchanging your money for magical currency? Perhaps at the bank? And just how does the exchange rate work anyway?
My Abuela who raised me, being a good Catholic and a devout follower of Santeria would have had no problem at all believing in a magic school. Free tuition would have clinched it.
She would have been quite concerned about the Dark Lord’s return-- she’d have known before anybody, having forced me to go to a velada with her. The priestess there would have set the floor on fire in the sign of the cross and divined all the trouble brewing. I’d have so many protective charms and amulets from the botanica about the only teacher who would be able to discipline me would be Dumbledore.
My parents would have been thrilled at the “boarding school” aspect of whatever magic school I got into. Of course, that’s assuming they didn’t think that it was something I sent away for, since I was always into magic and such.
My mum would have just sighed and assumed it was another one of those damned alternative schools (remember Summerhill and A.S. Neill anyone??) that I had taken upon myself to enrol in. I did that a lot. I was a bit of an educational rebel in my teens.
My poor mum had to put up with all of that, and wouldn’t have blinked an eye about one called Hogwarts, or the special uniforms and equipment needed.
She coped with a lot weirder than that. Thanks mum.
My parents would be taken aback by the boarding school aspect of it. As for the magic bit they’d be skeptical at first, but once they’d accepted it was real they’d probably be quite happy about it.
The boarding school aspect would have been a bit of a sticking point for my folks (and for me as well), but I suspect those concerns wouldn’t have stopped me from going, or them from letting me. They would have been fascinated by the whole business, delighted to learn that magic was real, and enthusiastic about the idea of me learning it. Dad would undoubtedly start looking for ways to measure magical effects with techie test equipment, and plague me for demonstrations. He’d probably wind up revolutionizing the magical world without ever casting a spell himself.
