When I first read Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone, I was 11 years old. I was sat in the corner of the school library, with my back against a radiator and my blazer over my knees, sucking lemon sherbets and giggling like a loon. As soon as I got to the bit where the Sorting Hat yelled “Gryffindor!” I was hooked. I felt like it had been written for me: this was a proper British boarding school escapade like Enid Blyton, but with magic, witches and wizards... oh, and there happened to be a character with mad, frizzy hair and buckteeth, whose nose was always stuck in a book and was a bit of a know-it-all. 100% me.
I couldn’t wait to get my hands on more. Whenever a new book was released, I was one of the first people through the bookshop door. I saw every film on the day it came out, some more than once – even when I got older and it wasn’t quite so cool anymore.
When J.K. Rowling made her speech at the premiere of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part II in 2011, my friends and I were clinging to each other and sobbing as we realised our childhoods were officially at an end. I never expected to experience the magic of the Wizarding World again.
When J.K. Rowling made her speech at the premiere of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part II in 2011, my friends and I were clinging to each other and sobbing as we realised our childhoods were officially at an end – even though by this point I was a graduate with a career. It felt so final, even when Rowling said, “Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.” I never expected to experience the magic of the Wizarding World again.
So imagine my excitement when plans for Fantastic Beasts were announced, and how that tripled when I realised that J.K. Rowling had written the screenplay. Here was an opportunity to sink back into the Wizarding World once again.
I fully trust J.K. Rowling to infuse Fantastic Beasts with the same magic and wonder of the Harry Potter franchise. It may be a story I’ve never read or heard before, but the names and words are familiar. I can’t wait to see how the film translates the world I know and love to 1920s New York. I’m now 30, but when I head to Vue to see Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, I’ll feel like an 11-year-old sat in the corner of the school library grinning from ear-to-ear once again.
Lauren is a Ravenclaw who ended up in Gryffindor, and her wand is 13 ¼” willow with unicorn hair. In another life she might have been a History of Magic professor. She made it through the Cat Wars. Follow her on Twitter.