Mafersthoughts

¿Qué he aprendido de Harry Potter?

- ¡Papanatas! ¡Llorones! ¡Barajitas! ¡Pellizco!

- Diecisiete sickles de plata hacen un galeón y veintinueve knuts equivalen a un sickle.

- Es LeviOsa! No Leviosaaa…

- Hay que tener cuidado de que no nos maten, o peor, que nos expulsen…

- Hay algunas cosas que no puedes compartir sin terminar unidos, y derrumbar a un Troll de tres metros y medio es una de esas cosas.

- Nunca insultes a Albus Dumbledore en frente de Hagrid.

- Siempre que Hagird está dentro de un lugar parece demasiado grande para su entorno.

- No vale nada soñar, si olvidas vivir.

- Para una mente bien organizada, la muerte no es más que la siguiente gran aventura.

Para tu infromación, Potter - dijo Snape -

Asfódelo y ajenjo hacen producen una poción para dormir tan poderosa que es conocida como Filtro de Muertos en Vida. Un bezoar es una piedra sacada del estómago de una cabra y sirve para salvarte de la mayor parte de los venenos. En lo que se refiere a acónito y luparia, es la misma planta. Bueno, ¿por qué no lo están apuntando todo?

Se produjo un súbito movimiento de plumas y pergaminos.

¡Que cada quien elija su melodía favorita! - dijo Dumbledore.

Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts,

enséñanos algo, por favor.

Aunque seamos viejos y calvos,

o jóvenes con rodillas sucias,

nuestras mentes pueden ser llenadas

con algunas materias interesantes.

Porque ahora están vacías y llenas de aire,

pulgas muertas y un poco de pelusa.

Así que que enséñanos cosas que valgan la pena saber,

haz que recordemos lo que olvidamos,

hazlo lo mejor que puedas, nosotros haremos el resto,

y aprenderemos hasta que nuestros cerebros se consuman.

Al final solo los gemelos Weasley seguían cantando, con la melodía de una lenta marcha fúnebre. Dumbledore los dirigió hasta las últimas notas, con su varita y, cuando terminaron, fue uno de los que aplaudió con más entusiasmo.

How to Excel at Puberty, by members of the Harry Potter cast

letsbouncebitch:

Daniel Radcliffe

Rupert Grint

Emma Watson

Tom Felton

Bonnie Wright

James & Oliver Phelps

AND OF COURSE: Matthew Lewis

puberty has been nice to you all, it was great growing up with you :)

God, so great!!

(Source: isthemusictoblame, via greetah)

Because I needed to say this: Thank you, J.K. Rowling

Dear J.K. Rowling:

            I started writing this letter because a few minutes ago I was watching an advertising of “Deathly Hollows” and I just thought “what would I say to Rowling if I had a chance to talk to her?” and I could only think of two words: thank you.

            Thank you because your story has been an important part of my breeding. When I was eight I read my first novel, about a boy who turned to be a wizard, I fell for this character as you have no idea (when I was 10 I wanted to marry Daniel Radcliff and that is all your fault). Thanks to you I started reading, and eventually I started writing. Your were the first writer I ever got to recognize, long before Jane Austen, way before Stephen King, and much before Anne Rice.

            During the years Harry became my secret friend, the one I who I turn to when I just wanted to get away from reality. I must admit it was really disappointing when I turned eleven and my Hogwarts letter never came, but then got over it, don’t worry.

            But I didn’t write this letter to talk to you about my experience with Harry; I want to thank you for raising me and my entire generation, for teaching us in your own way the value of friendship, love and strength, for teaching us that we have to believe in ourselves to be able to make big thing in this world. I want to thank you for creating one of the most important parts in our childhood.

            Right now I’m about to graduate from high school and also Harry Potter It’s getting to its end, I already read the book so I know the end, but I am sure that I will still cry (and I mean a lot) when I see Harry next to Giny talking to Albus Severus.

            I’ll be honest and tell you that I have no idea how to end this letter, so I’ll just finish with the phrase that started all this mess:

 Thank you, Rowlling, for my childhood.

                                                                                                            Maria Fernanda Lamus

P.S: forgive my bad English