[ WP ] `` It 's like Hogwarts , except with guns and explosions instead of wands and sorcery . ''

Harry gaped around him, taking in the sights. The castle loomed large in front of him, and in the far distance he could hear the Hogwarts Express let loose it's steam whistle, before chugging off down the tracks. Harry lurched to the side as the little rowboat bobbed up and down, powered by magic as it drove onward through the night. Many minutes later, the boat pulled up along side a cobblestone dock. Harry clambered out, following the other first-years. 
 
 Painted on the dock in long rows were the yellow shapes of feet. Harry noticed that his classmates were hurrying to stand on the outlines, so he did likewise. The night became deathly silent as all chatter ceased. Harry gulped hard, wondering what was coming next. 
 
 `` I am Rubeus Hagrid, your Senior Drill Instructor!'' Bellowed a literal giant of a man, marching up and down the line of assembled youth. 
 
 `` It is my job to mold you sorry lot into something useful, and you are the sorriest lot to ever, EVER, step foot here.'' 
 
 Hagrid paused in front of Harry, glaring with those hard, black, beetle like eyes. Harry was so desperately confused. He needed to call out to Hagrid before he moved on and explain what was happening. 
 
 `` Hagrid, I-'' Harry started. 
 
 Hagrid swiveled, eyes bugging as he bore down on Harry, stopping just an inch in front of his face. Hagrid's foul breath blasted Harry like an open oven door as he began to scream. 
 
 `` The **FUCK** you just call me, maggot? Get on the floor orphan boy, before I snuff out your family name completely!'' 
 
 Harry sat down on the cold stones, confused. Hagrid had seemed like such a nice man. Certainly nicer than the Dursely's. It had been the best day of his life when Hagrid barged into the cabin-in-the-sea and told him about how he could have a new life, away from Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia and the loathsome Dudley. The whole experience had been magical. So why was he yelling at him? 
 
 `` Are you for **FUCKING** real, Potter?! Push-ups. **NOW! ** Until ***I*** get tired.'' 
 
 Harry did push-ups while Hagrid bellowed at the others. His little arms pushed up and down until tears streamed down his face. Eventually he collapsed, his arms refusing to do any more. Hagrid rolled Harry over with the point of his boot, his face livid. 
 
 `` I never thought Hogwarts would be like this!'' Harry cried out. 
 
 `` Hogwarts!? This here is [ Lympstone ] ( https: //en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Commando_Training_Centre_Royal_Marines ), home of the Royal Marines! We do n't train namby-pamby wand wavers here! So you better get used to it!
