In the summer after his fifth year at Hogwarts, he was left alone again in Surrey with only the Dursley family for company. Harry stewed alone in his regrets once more. The worst part of his stay with his relatives was the complete silence from the magical world. Nobody contacted him, not even a single meaningful letter. He felt like a mushroom – kept in the dark and only fed shit. Then Dumbledore came with the news that one of his best friends - Hermione - had been attacked during the summer and had her wand snapped after retaliating in self-defence for breaking the statute and casting underage magic on "upstanding members of society'. They had no Dark Marks, no skull masks, and had claimed Imperius.