Hope if Hogwarts was a reality!!

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Hope if Hogwarts School was a reality!!

Life would have been full of exuberant fantasy.

All the masquerades would have temporarily vanished by just saying "Stupefy".

Lumous would have luminated the facades from our site effortlessly.

Expelliramus would have saved us to get rid of brutal judges hired by our law of society. 

Expecto patronum would have guided us about how to free ourselves from demons which are so scary.

Alohomora would have unlocked the happy door.

Obliviate would have been a saver for all to get rid of the past chords.


Hope if Hogwarts School was a reality!!

Albus Dumbledore would have been the one I have adored.

Being around Sirius Black would have been a delight he would have saved me from all the plights.

Hagrid was the cutest of all, an enormous man with an ego so small.

The sorting hat would have made things seem more sorted.

Severus Snape was a man full of mystery but he was the hero; this is the biggest history.

The irony is, Voldemort with assortments is the only reality,

But sadly Avada Kedavra is not helpful in real life. It is a tragedy.



 





 

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