Books.

*scowl*

Thomas, since the day his primary school teachers began to attempt to teach him to read, had had a real problem with books. The school came to the conclusion that young Thomas Broadmoor was of below average intelligence because he slower than his classmates to pick things up. It wasn't until he was eight years old when he had a young and dynamic male teacher who took Tom under his wing that it was also discovered that he had Dyslexia. The diagnosis gave him a boost at the time. He wasn't stupid. And as he teacher explained, his brain was just wired a little bit differently to other peoples. He had other talents to show the world.

When he left his primary school, he lost what little support he had, and that was when he gave up on his education. He LOOKED stupid to his peers. He struggled to read and write without guidance. The only help he had was those books with HUGE print that were designed for OLD people. It was embarrassing. And the main reason he started playing truant.

The scowl remained on his face as he looked at his supplies list.

*squint*

“Ogwarts: A 'is—'ist.. *sigh*

He'd just give it to the shopkeeper and hope for the best..