Imagine that at the end of Dumbledore's speech at the beginning of the year, he asks if there are any questions, and one first year muggle-born raises his hand, whips out a smartphone and asks for the Wi-fi password.

And then Dumbledore just casually says "Sherbet Lemon, with a capital 'S' ", and commences the feast like its no big deal while the non- muggle-borns think that Wi-fi is a sort of Secret Society.

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