Yesterday Heather met me for an afternoon of sitting in grass, eating
Doritos and getting suntanned a little.
Our conversation turned, as it does, to Harry Potter. Heather admitted
that she only read the first book. And that was it.
So I began to tell her all about the life of Witchcraft and Wizardry
at Hogwart's. Chronologically from the start, from the cupboard under
the stairs.
All the way to the end of The Goblet of Fire. Probably took an hour,
and it was fun.
Two adults sitting on the hill by Science World, soberly talking about
Muggles and the Ministry of Magic.. And what a little shit that Draco
Malfoy is.
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