I mean he was ok... the spells and the magic definitely prompted for an "ooo" and an "ahh", but to say that Harry was a home run for me would've been a gross exaggeration.
Until now.
Having gotten hopelessly lost on route, we rocked up to The Wizarding world of Harry Potter and checked in..
Surprisingly a much easier process than London Heathrow.
We entered the magical & secret world of Harry Potter...
I didn't say it was a well-kept secret.
Dressed in our Sunday best we meandered our way through the realm...
Picking up fashion tips from the one and only Professor McGonagall who was quite literally losing her head at all this fashion talk...
But we hopped on our wheely and off we escaped.
Parched at the unfortunate series of events we stopped for a brief beverage...
Ok we stopped for a few...
After guzzling a few too many Butter Beers, we took the wrong left and ended up somewhere unknown...
Realizing that we clearly weren't cut out for a wheely, we opted for a more traditional method of transport...
A much easier way of getting around- we took a right at Dumbledore's office...
A left at Mr Mullpepper's Apothecary...
And landed at our destination...
Isn't she a doll!
All magic'd and marvelle'd out we went in search of a magical wand to transport us home...
"Wingardium Leviosa"
Ok so we didn't quite levitate home- we drove.. but engines and carburetors? Well if that's not magic I don't know what is!
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