**DISCLAIMER** This post was written many years before JK Rowlings dangerous and toxic muses on the the transgender community. Mme. Johanna is staunchly pro-LGBTQ+ and therefore presently finds JK to be someone who managed to write a fantastic series of books while having a soul made of wet turds. An impressive feat.
Let me begin by saying that I am an obsessive Harry Potter fan. I saw all eight films in theaters multiple times, went to my fair share of midnight book releases, and have attended no fewer than three different Harry Potter parties over the years.
Let me begin by saying that I am an obsessive Harry Potter fan. I saw all eight films in theaters multiple times, went to my fair share of midnight book releases, and have attended no fewer than three different Harry Potter parties over the years.
My parents almost disowned me when I came out as Hufflepuff.
So with that cleared up, I'd like to outline the reasons why, were I a witch, I would never ever in a million god damn grindylow lifetimes send my son or daughter to Hogwarts.
"You call yourself a fan?!" You HP fans might be screaming. ("Who gives a crap? And what in fuck's name is a grindylow?" the rest of you may be wondering.) Allow me to explain.
"You call yourself a fan?!" You HP fans might be screaming. ("Who gives a crap? And what in fuck's name is a grindylow?" the rest of you may be wondering.) Allow me to explain.
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