Regretfully, Pridefully Gryffindor

I am Gryffindor, and I don’t like it.

In my late experience with the Harry Potter series, I have been pleasantly surprised. When I was a small, naive child, I was was taught that such books were from the pits of Hell. I was also taught that it was cool to make fun of them. Wizards and witches, they haven’t got anything on an Istari (Gandalf beats Dumbledore any day).

And although that may be true, I have never regretted passively hating a series so much.

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