CLEAR!!
*revives blog*
*blog barely breathes in response*
COMMON DAMMIT! DON'T GIVE UP ON ME! CLEAR!!
*electric paddles light up. Blog's heart beats feebly in response*
A PULSE! WE HAVE A PULSE!!
Okay, so I miss blogging. I want to blog again. And I apologise for my unexplainable writers block but dear blogspotarians, I have been having trouble with this page. Can anyone tell me how to change the default email of one's blogspot? Erk ... Silly technical difficulties. In the meanwhile, I have a tumblr which I update sometimes if this one is gathering too much dust: http://torytea.tumblr.com/
BUT ENOUGH OF INTRODUCTIONS!!! A THEORY, NAY, A REVOLUTION! MUST BE UNVEILED TO YOU ALL!!!
Harry Potter MAY BE an elaborate lie *nods head solemnly*
Not too long ago, I was twiddling my thumbs ever so fondly on a bus ride with my bussing partner in crime, Francis. As is fairly common with all my conversations, it is only inevitable that the magical realms of Harry Potter will pop up into conversation:
Francis: So how is that weather we've been hav--
Me: HARRY POTTER LIKES WEATHER?!?!?!
Anyway. We got talking about this theory by a literary critic. He couldn't remember which one so I'll call him Critty Mc Crit. Apparently, Critty Mc Crit claims that HARRY POTTER IS AN ELABORATE LIE MADE UP FROM A PSYCHOLOGICALLY CHALLENGED CHILD WITH NO SOCIAL SKILLS :-|
Now, hear me out before you stupify me ladies and gents for I be a huge Pot head of the series. This is what a mate of mine drew in my diary in year 12:
(First image, in my head. Second, in real life).
Hell, this is what I did when the recent movie came out:
(I couldn't afford a nimbus so I had to settle on a cleansweep... Needless to say, it takes a while for them to 'UP')
But the theory has some merit. I mean, think about it. Before the world of magic, Harry is a kid on the brink of his angst years, with no parents, a horrid family who pretty much lock him away in a cupboard under the stairs for the majority of his life and don't school him/allow him to socialise with the outside world. He is a victim of abuse and bullying.
Thus, what does one do in moments like these?
Well friends, one goes down to the bloody broom cupboard and invents a world of magic and wonder! A WORLD in which he is 'the chosen one' for once, and where his parents death does not occur through the unexplainable way of car accident, but through a man named Voldermort which personifies his fears of mortality. He has a few close friends and most importantly, has a paternal father figure... Oh, what was his name, THAT'S RIGHT! DUMBLEDORE!
:O :O :O
Mind = blown? I think so.
You could take it further and say that the houses represent elements of his personality and that Hagrid is like his mother in that he 'brings' him into the world of Hogwarts, has no 'wand' *giggles* and also bakes him a cake ... But I fear that is just my literary studies brain going haywire again ...
BUT IT HOLDS MERIT! I'M NOT CRAZY! I SWEAR.
Til then, set your wands to nox because the Enigma is out.
x
