wizards-only

I have no chill

Last time I went to see Wicked, some ladies were talking loudly through the beginning of the Wizard and I. The only solution was for me to tell them to be quiet, so I did. There’s not going to be any talking near me while watching a theatre production for as long as I shall live.

Based on the #TrainingTheWidow RP between Chornaya_Vdova and AGameToYou on Twitter

Flashback to year 1997. Natalia Romanova is only thirteen. Her new teacher takes her out on the roof top to read her first book in English. The Wizard of Oz. Only to be interrupted by the weather.

I’m not happy with how Nat’s face turned out. Nor the background. When am I ever happy with my backgrounds though?

I love this couple. And this RP is super feelsy.

I think one of the reasons the Harry Potter Epilogue was so poorly received was because the audience was primarily made up of the Millennial generation.

We’ve walked with Harry, Ron and Hermione, through a world that we thought was great but slowly revealed itself to be the opposite. We unpeeled the layers of corruption within the government, we saw cruelty against minorities grow in the past decades, and had media attack us and had teachers tell us that we ‘must not tell lies’. We got angry and frustrated and, like Harry, Ron and Hermione, had to think of a way to fight back. And them winning? That would have been enough to give us hope and leave us satisfied.

But instead. There was skip scene. And suddenly they were all over 30 and happy with their 2.5 children.

And the Millennials were left flailing in the dust.

Because while we recognised and empathised with everything up to that point. But seeing the Golden Trio financially stable and content and married? That was not something our generation could recognise. Because we have no idea if we’re ever going to be able to reach that stage. Not with the world we’re living in right now.

Having Harry, Ron and Hermione stare off into the distance after the battle and wonder about what the future might be would have stuck with us. Hell, have them move into a shitty flat together and try and sort out their lives would have. Have them with screaming nightmares and failed relationships and trying to get jobs in a society that’s falling apart would have. Have them still trying to fix things in that society would have. Because we known Voldemort was just a symptom of the disease of prejudice the Wizarding World.

But don’t push us off with an ‘all was well’. In a world about magic, JK Rowling finally broke our suspension of disbelief by having them all hit middle-class and middle-age contentment and expecting a fanbase of teenagers to accept it.

Also. Since when was ‘don’t worry kids, you’re going to turn out just like your parents’ ever a happy ending? Does our generation even recognise marriage and money and jobs as the fulfillment of life anymore? Does our generation even recognise the Epilogue’s Golden Trio anymore?

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WIZARDING SCHOOLS AROUND THE WORLD: BEIJING

Out of all of the international wizarding schools, the Beijing Institute for Witches and Wizards boasts perhaps the most complicated collection of portkeys, and hidden entrances. While it had become incredibly difficult to hide a school in such a densely populated city, the wizarding community has successfully reconstructed the institute to be integrated with both the ancient and modern parts of the city. Unplottable buildings have been built between boutiques in a number of Beijing’s hutongs that can only be accessed by asking for the correct meal items from the right food vendor, modern skyscrapers have been erected in city centre that can only be accessed by portkey or hidden entrances, large hidden courtyards have been laid out in lush parks that can only be accessed by passing through the right columns in the right gallery. The decision to distribute sections of the school around the city had been unanimously agreed upon by the students, who are relishing the opportunity to push their magical potential in new environments. If the invisibility booster installed on enchanted bicycles was to backfire, muggles would be treated to a brilliant vision of colourful bikes crisscrossing the sky.

time lord isn’t a race, it’s a fucking social class. it’s also kind of like having a spot in political office & moffat confirmed that in listen, to all the nuvians’ cries of ‘i don’t know anything about my own fandom’

anyway when that post was torn apart by people who’ve actually watched doctor who, the rtd piss babies started reblogging examples of time lord being called a race and, hMMMMM, evERY SINGLE ONE came from an rtd episode

just because rtd is ignorant doesn’t mean his mistakes should be canon. he worked on the show for four seasons, who the hell decided we should throw out the decades of canon that came before that, just because he couldn’t be bothered to fucking fact check?

So I’m reading Deathly Hallows again and something’s just occurred to me….

I’ve just reached the part where Harry finds Lily’s letter to Sirius in his bedroom, but how would that letter have gotten to his bedroom if he left Grimmauld Place when he was 16? Surely he would have been living in a flat somewhere far away by the time he was 21. He obviously couldn’t have taken it with him when he was arrested, that’s ridiculous. That means someone had to have gone through the possessions Sirius left behind and decided to keep the letter, only to return it to him when he broke out. And the only person who was left to do that was Moony.

And now I’m sitting here thinking about poor Moony having to search through and dispose of his traitorous friend’s belongings, wondering why he’d kept a letter from the friends he’d allowed to be murdered.