based on Book 4, all credits and respect to J.K Rowling.
Chapter 4
Okay, trudging up a big collina in the early hours of morning wearing a gonna wasn't the best of choices.
But it was Ginny's fault! She's the one who made me wear a mini- skirt, and she had no right to stomp n my foot when Harry choked on his cereal when he saw me. As far as I'm concerned, she can have him.
I'm not really the type to fall in love, o Cibo poisoning, o whatever te call looking like your trying to suck eachother's faces off.
But there I was, looking at Cedric, wearing a black mini-skirt, black and white striped knee socks, red pumps, white tank, and a red leather giacca (my choice thank you; the tank showed too much cleavage for my comfort.)
I saw his eyes drifting downward and I shot him a If-your-eyes-go-down-any-lower-I-will-kill-you look, and he shot back a I'm-sorry-I-was-looking-downward look, and I gave him a If-it-happens-again-I'll-be-having-you-on-toast-for-breakfast-tomorrow look.
Harry must've noticed out silent conversation, because I saw him give me a quizzical look, but I just shrugged.
Before I knew it, I was holding on to a moldy boot for dear life. When it had done all of it's Porty-Key junk, everyone except Mr. Diggory, Dad, and Cedric were lying on the ground.
Again I was laying face first on the ground, and my first thought was: Why do I always land like this? My secondo thought: QUIDDITCH!!! My third? CRAP.
My bright red pizzo biancheria intima, undies are showing.
When I got up and looked around to see if anyone witnessed that, I saw Cedric look away quickly, blushing.
I made my wand poke ever so slightly out of my pocket, and I saw Cedric pale.
We parted ways with the Diggorys, and walked a little more, until we came upon a Muggle man.
As I watched my Dad fumble around with Muggle money, I took in my surroundings. Beyond the small stone cottage successivo to a gate were hundreds and hundreds of colorful tents. I took a deep breath.
A dream come true.
End of Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Okay, trudging up a big collina in the early hours of morning wearing a gonna wasn't the best of choices.
But it was Ginny's fault! She's the one who made me wear a mini- skirt, and she had no right to stomp n my foot when Harry choked on his cereal when he saw me. As far as I'm concerned, she can have him.
I'm not really the type to fall in love, o Cibo poisoning, o whatever te call looking like your trying to suck eachother's faces off.
But there I was, looking at Cedric, wearing a black mini-skirt, black and white striped knee socks, red pumps, white tank, and a red leather giacca (my choice thank you; the tank showed too much cleavage for my comfort.)
I saw his eyes drifting downward and I shot him a If-your-eyes-go-down-any-lower-I-will-kill-you look, and he shot back a I'm-sorry-I-was-looking-downward look, and I gave him a If-it-happens-again-I'll-be-having-you-on-toast-for-breakfast-tomorrow look.
Harry must've noticed out silent conversation, because I saw him give me a quizzical look, but I just shrugged.
Before I knew it, I was holding on to a moldy boot for dear life. When it had done all of it's Porty-Key junk, everyone except Mr. Diggory, Dad, and Cedric were lying on the ground.
Again I was laying face first on the ground, and my first thought was: Why do I always land like this? My secondo thought: QUIDDITCH!!! My third? CRAP.
My bright red pizzo biancheria intima, undies are showing.
When I got up and looked around to see if anyone witnessed that, I saw Cedric look away quickly, blushing.
I made my wand poke ever so slightly out of my pocket, and I saw Cedric pale.
We parted ways with the Diggorys, and walked a little more, until we came upon a Muggle man.
As I watched my Dad fumble around with Muggle money, I took in my surroundings. Beyond the small stone cottage successivo to a gate were hundreds and hundreds of colorful tents. I took a deep breath.
A dream come true.
End of Chapter 4
*Diagon Alley is a cobbled wizarding strada, via and shopping area located in Londra behind a pub called the Leaky Cauldron. Many of the set pieces were re-dressed and repurposed as Hogsmeade for Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.
*To create the magical moment when Harry's wand chooses him in Ollivanders, filmmakers slowed the film speed, which is normally twenty-four frames per second, to one hundred and twenty frames per second.Remarkably, this dilation of time, some clever lighting, a smoke machine, and a fan were all they needed to produce this effect.
*To create the magical moment when Harry's wand chooses him in Ollivanders, filmmakers slowed the film speed, which is normally twenty-four frames per second, to one hundred and twenty frames per second.Remarkably, this dilation of time, some clever lighting, a smoke machine, and a fan were all they needed to produce this effect.
I recently found a strange contradiction in the concept of wizarding money.I'd like to know if my idea is true o if there is a counter-argument against it.
In pg.65 of HP and the Chamber of Secrets,we learn that Muggle money can be exchanged into wizarding money.
We also know that potentially valuable(in a Muggle point of view) objects such as chairs can be Conjured da magic(eg:Dumbledore does this in the courtroom in HP and The Order of the Phoenix).
So any wizard who knows basic Transfiguration can Conjure objects such as chairs,sell them to Muggles to obtain Muggle money and then exchange this money into Galleons,thus obtaining an infinite amount of wealth.
Doesn't this contradict the whole point of wizarding money?
Thanks in advance for any help.
In pg.65 of HP and the Chamber of Secrets,we learn that Muggle money can be exchanged into wizarding money.
We also know that potentially valuable(in a Muggle point of view) objects such as chairs can be Conjured da magic(eg:Dumbledore does this in the courtroom in HP and The Order of the Phoenix).
So any wizard who knows basic Transfiguration can Conjure objects such as chairs,sell them to Muggles to obtain Muggle money and then exchange this money into Galleons,thus obtaining an infinite amount of wealth.
Doesn't this contradict the whole point of wizarding money?
Thanks in advance for any help.