I think the least believable part of the Harry Potter novels is the idea that all these feathery quills and pet cats are getting along in perfect harmony. Let me tell you, J.K. Rowling, not a thing would get done at Hogwarts!
From personal experience of pencils, ballpoints, erasers and anything else which can be pinched from or knocked off a desk, then played with until it can’t be reached any more, the first spells learned must have been for Detection Of Things Hidden Behind Furniture, or the Levitation of Sofas And Chairs To See What’s Under Them.
I’ll leave the bad Latin versions of those for someone else.
The Land of the Living Dead: a Narrative of the Perilous Sojourn therein of George Cowper, Mariner, in the Year 1835. Neal Fyne. London: Henry J. Drane, n.d. [1897]. Illustrations by E. A. Holloway. First edition.
Fantastic adventure fiction. Castaways on uncharted island fall under seemingly supernatural power of life and death held by the Mighty Justin, Lord of the Land of the Living Dead. In fact, the island is permeated by deadly volcanic gas for which Justin alone possesses an antidote that is administered only to loyal subjects.
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“The Land of the Living Dead: a Narrative of the Perilous Sojourn therein of George Cowper, Mariner, in the Year 1835. Neal Fyne. London: Henry J. Drane, n.d. [1897]. Illustrations by E. A. Holloway. First edition.
Fantastic adventure...](https://66.media.tumblr.com/a09212079cba20bf45b57b20e88d0d88/tumblr_pk1q3td8m41rrnekqo1_640.jpg)