Today I finally acquired my Pottermore account and spent most of the late afternoon exploring the myriad of magical wonders whilst the epic soundtrack to Harry Potter played in the background of an 8tracks page. I was literally in Diagon Alley, intrigued by this whole new world and delighted as a young child would at the discovery of cotton candy. When it was time to pick a wand, or rather, to have a unique wand choose me as its mistress, my excitement grew beyond. Every question was crucial and required proper consideration. It is that real to me.
I now proudly claim an excellent wand of English oak with unicorn core, ten inches and slightly springy.
Did I also mention that I was sorted into Gryffindor? The most outstanding house in Hogwarts, you read me right. The sorting hat never lies.
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