Friendly reminder that Harry Potter straight up murdered a guy with his bare hands when he was 11 years old
MINERVA MCGONAGALL: [on her time at Hogwarts] … by the end of the 1953-1954 school year, her seventh and last year at the school, Minerva had achieved an impressive record: she achieved top grades in her O.W.L. and N.E.W.T. examinations, she had been both a Prefect and a Head Girl, and won the Transfiguration Today Most Promising Newcomer award. She, like Dumbledore, received “Outstanding” in all her O.W.L’s and N.E.W.T’s. Having learned Transfiguration from Professor Albus Dumbledore, Minerva became, under his guidance, an Animagus, an ability that was duly recorded in the Animagus Registry at the Ministry of Magic. Minerva also played for Gryffindor Quidditch team in her student years; a nasty fall in her final year (a foul during the Gryffindor versus Slytherin match which would decide the Quidditch Cup winner) left her with a concussion, several broken ribs and a lifelong desire to see Slytherin crushed on the Quidditch pitch.
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okay okay but hear me out: wizarding tattoos
tattoos of cats that wind around your ankles, birds that fly across your back when you move, a wand that moves when you move your own wand, a map on the back of your hand that shows your current location
the possibilities are endless
So we know it’s JK’s headcanon that Dudley has a magical child, right? Imagine his kid starting to show signs of magic and Dudley remembering all the odd things that used to happen around Harry. Imagine his kid coming home from Hogwarts and being all, “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME UNCLE HARRY WAS FAMOUS?” Imagine Dudley reading up on Harry and finding out about all the stuff he did and all the things that happened to him and struggling to grasp how his scrawny, speccy cousin saved the wizarding world. Imagine Dudley, white-faced with terror at his first big family get-together with Harry, Hermione and all the remaining Weasleys. Imagine Mrs Weasley being decidedly cool towards him until he eats fifth helpings of everything she cooks and telling her that she’s the best cook he’s ever met. Imagine Dudley meeting Fleur. Imagine the others embarrassing Harry by telling Dudley stories about him. Imagine Dudley and Harry going down the pub together for beers. Imagine Harry still calling him Big D. Imagine Dudley cheerfully never dieting ever again and being fat and happy forever THE END.
If wizards just had cellphones Sirius would never have to fucking die!
Harry could have just shot him a text like
“Yo Sirius, where u at?”
“Just at home eatin some pasta”
“K good cuz I had a rly weird dream that u were wit voldemort.”
“Nah bro just chillin with kreacher”
CRISIS FUCKING AVERTED
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“Harry witnessed Professor McGonagall walking right past Peeves, who was determinedly loosening a crystal chandelier, and could have sworn he heard her tell the poltergeist out of the corner of her mouth, ‘It unscrews the other way.’”
#this is why the books are better
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Anonymous asked: Can't you imagine it? If James and Lily were alive when Harry and Ron crashed the Ford Anglia into the Whomping Willow and the next day Harry gets a Howler and the whole Gryffindor table would be like 'Oh he's going to get chewed out' and then the Howler explodes and it's full of effusive praise. 'HARRY POTTER, THAT WAS TRULY INSPIRED. CRASHING A CAR INTO A TREE. NOT EVEN PADFOOT WOULD HAVE THOUGHT OF THAT. YOU'RE LIVING UP TO THE MARAUDER BLOOD THAT RUNS THROUGH YOUR VEINS.'
AND HARRY SITS THERE TRYING NOT TO SMILE AS HE HEARS LILY IN THE DISTANCE GOING “NO JAMES NO, YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE ENCOURAGING HIM HE IS IN SO MUCH TROUBLE.”
"LiLY DON’T GET IN THE WAY OF TRUE INHERITANCE."
AND RON’S LIKE “HARRY I HATE YOU SO MUCH”