John Potter had a miserable day. This was his worst birthday ever. Since his parents and uncle Padfoot were cut away from the fortune, they told him that they had to save enough money for his schooling. It was a small birthday, because no one didn’t want to associate with them. He remembered that during the last few years, his birthdays were big events, but now it was as insignificant as everyone else’s birthday. He also didn’t receive many presents. This year he had a few presents and some birthday cards, but that was it.