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Here’s a list of crazy things I have done for Harry Potter

1. Contacted an architect, without parents’ knowledge, while our house was being renovated and told him to change the front facade to include a huge Deathly Hallows symbol (which, surprisingly, the contractor thought to be an innovative design), and also wanted our house to be named ‘The Burrow’.

2. Secretly ordered a black Hogwarts hoodie and an expensive Snitch-shaped pendant from Amazon.

3. Contacted a shop to customise our wall clock by changing it to the Hallows’ triangle and replacing the hands with wands.

4. Payed all bills and made all recharges via Paytm to save and earn money, so that I can buy Harry Potter and the Cursed Child at no cost. My parents 
can no longer say no!

5. Resorted to all means to win prizes and Harry Potter goodies at competitions and quizzes related to Harry Potter. 
PS: My parents came to know about points 1, 2 and 3 and foiled my plans. 

Rounak Bose

 

 

My biggest hp fan moment

As I grew up in Hogsmeade, it is impossible for me to describe a particular instance as my biggest Harry Potter fan moment. But I was particularly high on Harry Potter while reading the books. During that period, I matched every person in my life with Harry Potter characters and tackled the selfish birds eager to tweet away spoilers. I even searched the streets of Calcutta for Butterbeer, never knowing that it is not a real drink. I dove into second-hand books with the hope of finding my Half-Blood Prince and also pretended 
The Telegraph was ‘Daily Prophet’. Harry Potter made me sense the magic in the ordinary.

Rishita Chakraborty

 

I pick fights with fake potterheads 

Yeah right, that’s me, I’m completely crazy about Harry Potter. Could think of plenty of incidents but the stupidest moment actually was when I got into a cat fight with a lady on the street for calling James a ‘deer’. You see, I absolutely hate fake Potterheads, who don’t know the difference between an Animagus and a werewolf, and call James a ‘deer’, and just to seem cool, they call themselves Potterheads. But when asked the most obvious questions, they don’t happen to have an answer! 

I had to complete a bubble art portrait as an assignment, and I made figures of the four Marauders (Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs). On my way home, there was this lady, all prim and proper, and she went, ‘Hey it’s James isn’t it, the deer, from Harry Potter? I love Harry Potter so much.’ 

I flared up. ‘I’m sorry, but James was not a deer!’ I said (a bit too rudely, I guess) and the lady was all, ‘Oh no, no, he was a male deer, a stag, right?’ 

In my mind I was like, ‘Siriusly? I knew your HP knowledge was nil, but didn’t think you were so poor at grammar too!’ Aloud I said, ‘I’m sorry but no! James was an Animagus who could  take the form of a stag when he wished to. I suppose you have just watched the movies to get an idea about what Harry Potter is about... and the thing is, you cannot be classified a true Potterhead if you haven’t read the books!’

With that, and my mother going, ‘Thik achhe, onek hoyechhe!’ I walked away. Yeah that’s me. You say something that hurts the sentiments of Potterheads and I won’t tolerate it. I’m the crazy HP fan who puts Band-aids on her HP books if they get a worn-out corner from all the re-readings. For me, Harry Potter is 51 per cent the purpose I live for. So, happy birthday Harry! And live long, our queen Joanne Rowling!

Debanwita Das