Crazy Caption Contest

Welcome to MuggleNet’s Crazy Caption Contest! What started in October 2002 has now become a massive exhibition of humor for nearly two decades of the Harry Potter fandom. Fans just like you have seen their captions displayed prominently beneath screenshots of all of the wizarding world films. New contest images are posted biweekly. Have fun and happy captioning!

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When you’re the fastest runner in 1st Grade.
—Draco’s GF

“The Ghost of Christmas Past, you say? More like Ian McKellan in some hand-me-downs from a jumble sale.”
—Friend of Fawkes

“I didn’t even realize how sarcastic I was being. It’s staring to become a problem, I think.”
—Billie the Bard

‘Turn My Swag On’ by Soulja Boy plays.

When your son is home for the holidays but won’t shut up about his nemesis so you have to open another bottle of emotional support whiskey.

“Excuse me… These are Scottish Deer Hounds. I specifically requested Irish Wolf Hounds for my portrait sitting!”
—Kim K.

Jason Isaacs: “I specifically asked for the Henri IV Dudognon Heritage Cognac Grande Champagne! Is it too much to ask to have the appropriate prop for this scene? Really?”
—Friend of Fawkes

Jason Isaacs: “This scene will be in the movie, of course.”
Director: “…Yep.”

“Blackmail is such an ugly word. I prefer ‘extortion.’ The X makes it sound cool.”
—Larry L.

“Narcissa, what have you done with your hair?”
—Les C.

“And remember, if I get harsh with you it is only because you’re doing it all wrong.”

“Unfortunately, due to several experiences in my youth, I cannot just ‘walk up and join a circle of people talking,’ but it does sound lovely, thank you.”
—Monty W.

Drunk History, Dark Lord’s Rise to Power.
—Needing Coffee

“Draco, why are you wearing a Ravenclaw scarf?”
—Ron J.

Lucius Malfoy’s life became much more pleasant after he turned Narcissa and Draco into dogs.

“One does not simply open the Chamber of Secrets; one gives an eleven-year-old a secret diary instead.”

Here’s a man rich enough to clone his long-deceased childhood dog. Yet classy enough to stop at just two clones.

“Dobby, bring me another Shirley Temple.”