It's been half a decade since the final installation of the Harry Potter series came out in theaters, and it's been the hardest five years of my life. To say that I like the Harry Potter movies may be a little bit of an understatement. When the last movie came out, I wanted to dress up because all of my friends were, but I didn't want to go as something that a ton of people would think of, so I decided to go as Voldemort. Innovative, I know. And in order to do that, I ordered a bald cap so that it would be authentic. However, it didn't come in the mail in time, so I had no choice but to shave my head. Here's a picture:

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So, yeah, I like Harry Potter, and "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" came out a couple weeks ago, and I was so excited to finally get to see something from the Harry Potter universe again. But, I was also incredibly worried about it being bad and not living up to my expectations, so I waited to see it. Not really. I knew it was gonna be dope as soon as I saw the trailer.

So I went to the movie last week and I was feeling so good about it that I got a drink. Movie theater food is far too expensive. Seriously, why are we still buying stuff at that price? They have a monopoly, and it needs to be put to an end. Ten dollars for a bucket of popcorn? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! They just get it out of a bag. It's not magical or anything. But that's really off topic. Anyway, the movie started and during the first seen Newt starts talking, and I immediately started crying. Not like audibly, but the joy inside me for getting to be back in the world of Harry Potter welled up, and it overflowed in tears. I quietly grinned like an idiot and cried and drank my Fanta.

The movie was amazing, and I loved it, but I was still really embarrassed about crying. Luckily though it was a 3D movie, so nobody could see it behind my glasses. There's really not much to say about why I cried because I don't really have a clear idea. But, this has been a really difficult year, and I think part of the reason for the emotion was that I got to forget all about the rough time I've had and for just a moment, magic was real again. Nothing else mattered because magic makes everything better. Don't believe me? You're wrong.

Go see the movie. That's the moral of the story.