Dear Mr. Potter, Please note that the new school year will begin on September the first. The Hogwarts Express will leave from King’s Cross station, Platform nine and three-quarters, at eleven o’clock. 

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                     “  Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.  “

Because The Temple and Hogwarts are my forever homes

If Hogwarts is the finest, high class school for witches and wizards I’d love to see a spinoff movie of one of the more ghetto, inner-city magic schools.

Like schools in the States where there’s no boarding school tradition or Floo Network so young witches and wizards have to take the subway to school every morning. OR because the school has to be inconspicuous a school bus drops off a bunch of weird looking teenagers at an abandoned warehouse in Boyle Heights every morning. Chola witches sitting in a bathroom coloring their eyebrows and lining their lips while talking about charms homework. Young wizards having to deal with their no-mag relatives being caught up in drugs or gangs or other heavy stuff and being powerless to help them because of the International Ban on Underage Magic. There’s potential here…

“being powerless to help them because of the International Ban on Underage Magic” puts a whole new spin on the “you can’t do anything you’re just a child”

In west Philadelphia born and raised in a spell books where I spent most of my days, Chillin’ out castin’ spells you can say Practicing magic outside of school when a couple of no-maj who were up to no good Started making trouble in my neighborhood I cast one little patronus and my mom got scared She said ‘You're getting sent to Britain to Hogwarts Boarding School.’

You will find a place you can call home

Do you think that when McGonagall really got tired of her colleagues’ shit she just turned into a cat and started doing random cat things? Like:

Dumbledore: Minerva, please, I really have to send those letters McGonagall: *gets more comfy over Dumbledore’s desk* Dumbledore: Minerva McGonagall: *starts chewing on a nearby quill* — Umbridge: why are the cushions in my office so ruined? Who is responsible for this? Every other teacher:*glances to McGonagall* McGonagall:*cleans her nails* — Snape: Minerva get out of that jar now I need it Snape: you are far too old for such antics Snape: I’ll stop taking points from Longbottom for a week, is that enough? McGonagall:*flicks her ear* Snape:…how did you even get inside there McGonagall:*meows and burrows deeper in the jar*

And thus we have found my absolute favourite Harry Potter Headcannon.

imagine an american going to hogwarts determined not to live up to stereotypes and they do pretty well up until they discover their patronus is a bald eagle

"Way to demolish that dementor. Pound it for America"

ASKING THE RIGHT QUESTIONS.

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