Is the Fidelius Charm Fool Proof?
by hulagal The Fidelius Charm — such an innocuous little name for a spell that changed the course of Harry Potter’s life. In chapter ten of PoA it is described as thus: …[a]n immensely...
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Modern Magic, Gift or Curse?
by Robbie Fischer Once upon a time, magic was a gift. Wizards and witches could do things that Muggles could only dream of. So many things were possible to magical folk that their secret...
Pictures… lots and lots of pictures
39,202 of them, to be exact, of anything you can imagine relating to Harry Potter. Ciaran and his team have been working like house-elves for months putting together our newest section, the MuggleNet Gallery,...
The Magic Quill #92: The Last Recruit
The new headmistress sat in the back of the classroom, seemingly absorbed in the Journal of Early Wizardry Development, Vol. 937, No. 6, while the brand new Defensive Magic teacher carried on with his lecture. She sighed as she listened, reminding herself once again that no one would have expected it easy to introduce the new curriculum at Durmstrang.
CC #187: Week of June 4, 2006
In this week’s Caption Contest image, Dumbledore welcomes the Four Kings and Queens of Narnia, along with Aslan, to the Hogwarts Great Hall. This is a special Maniacal Month caption image! Read all of the winning captions for this week’s contest now!
Your Mother Needn’t Have Died
by Stephanie Davies aka Harryzhorcrux Why, oh why? “Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!” “Stand aside, you silly girl…stand aside, now…” “Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead–“ Numbing swirling white mist...
Bid for signed photo of Dan
A rare signed photograph of Daniel Radcliffe as Harry Potter has been posted on eBay by Cambridge University students to raise money for various charities. If you would like to bid for this item,...
Happy Birthday Draco Malfoy
JKRowling.com has been updated to wish our favorite young Death Eater a happy birthday. Happy birthday, Draco!
The Magic Quill #91: The Wandwright
The trees stood like vast pillars, and the rustling of their leafy canopy made for a special kind of silence – unearthly, churchlike, peaceful. The wandwright finished scattering his offering of woodlice to the bowtruckles, shouldered a bundle of straight green boughs, and began his trek towards the one-room home and workshop he had hewn out of a great hollow trunk within sight of the Wizards’ Highway.
