But let's be real as to why I made up this feature: I just want the opportunity to post something about Harry Potter.
As I mentioned in my last post, I took a trip to the UK at the beginning of May. And what does an immense Harry Potter fan like myself get up to while gallivanting in the place where the magic was created? Well, go in search of the Wizarding World, of course!
Step one in my attempt to infiltrate the Wizarding World: break through Platform 9 and 3/4 at King's Cross Station!
Turns out, this is nothing but a tourist photo-op and won't actually get me through the wall! Harrumph!
Next step, dial 6-2-4-4-2 into this telephone booth in an attempt to get in through the Ministry of Magic!
Not willing to give up yet, the next logical step is to check out Leavesden Studios, which now holds the Making of Harry Potter Studio Tour.
Aha! Hogwarts!! AT LAST!!
Desperate times call for desperate measures: the next step is to take the train from King's Cross and head to Scotland. I will find Hogwarts in the Scottish Highlands even if it kills me!
Aha, here's a real castle finally!
Becoming increasingly more frustrated in my quest to infiltrate the Wizarding World, I take to the grave of Tom Riddle and curse his name!
Feeling disheartened, I then make my way up the street to the cafe in which J.K. Rowling wrote the first Harry Potter book to drown my sorrows with a cuppa.
WOE! Will I ever find my way to the Wizarding World?
I am well and truly desperate now: time to return to London where I make my stand on the Millennium Bridge and await a Death Eater attack to take me (à la Order of the Phoenix movie).
And that's it! That was my one great chance to finally infiltrate the Wizarding World and make it my home, and sadly I failed. It was not without trying though. And at the very least, I was able to make some great memories in the process!