While he could not deny that was true, his wizard-born peers would have certain advantages because they were used to magic, he didn’t believe that it would hinder a student’s progress in growing should they keep studying. “Perhaps,” he replied, “But there are laws preventing underage wizards unless under very specific circumstances to practice magic outside of Hogwarts. So, it’s not likely any of your peers are any more advanced than you are. I believe you will find that you excel in many things despite being new here; tell me, Mr. Lawrence, what sort of things interest you? Perhaps I can help you find your niche.”

He shook his head and while he wasn’t sure explaining the whole political structure of the wizarding world was something he could do without confusing an eleven year old, he would try to keep things as simple as he could. “No, there isn’t any Wizard Queen, but we do have a Minister for Magic, a bit like your Prime Minister and we have the Wizengamot, which is a bit like your Parliament. Did you know a muggleborn witch sits on the Wizengamot? She was named Head Girl in her time here at Hogwarts; a woman born of no magical blood, just like you, and yet she helps legislate some of the laws we have today.”