This I Believe

Kelly - Galway, New York
Entered on December 10, 2007

I Believe …

I believe in Harry Potter. I know that witches and wizards live in secret among us. They’re the ones walking on the streets that wear the clothes you’d never think of wearing, or take forever to pay at the cash register. They’re too used to wearing cloaks down to their feet and paying with galleons and sickles. When you think you hear somebody, but no one is there, they’re under an invisibility cloak. If you live in a small town and there’s a run-down old house nearby, it’s probably the Shrieking Shack.

I’ve accepted the fact that I’m a muggle. When I turned eleven I never received a letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry informing me that I was accepted. I now know that I’ll never get a wand at Ollivander’s Wand Shop or walk into Gringott’s Wizarding Bank, although I was certain that I somehow had a fortune inside it. I’ll never go to Hogwarts but I’m determined to find it no matter how many charms are around it preventing me. I know there are unicorns in the woods behind my house, they’re just afraid to come out because of my dog. When I hear the leaves rustling near me, there’s thestrals, I just can’t see them. If you ever think you see a fire in someone’s backyard, it’s probably a dragon.

Remember that huge blackout in 2003? Well, that was them. The Ministry of Magic tries to cover themselves up, but sometimes it’s too easy to tell when something is going on. I’m positive I’ve seen magic used by them, but they’ve obviously erased my memory of it. If a campground is ever closed because of a “flood” problem, the Quidditch World Cup is probably taking place. The meteor showers that we all stay up late to watch are really spells, curses and charms being fired back and forth from witches and wizards. They make excuses to hide themselves. Instead of having a normal building and a door for the Ministry of Magic, they use an abandoned telephone booth and fireplaces to enter the secret underground building.

Well, they can’t keep themselves hidden forever. J. K. Rowling has already written an entire series of books about them, so I’m assuming they’ll be coming out of hiding soon. If you ever see anything out of the ordinary, think of Harry Potter.