Word on the street is that the sixth book is based upon some insignificant detail of the second book, and is also blatantly displayed in the second movie. I don't have any ideas yet as to what this detail is, even though I've picked through the ENTIRE second book and rewatched the second movie... to no avail. What do you think that it is? Or, do you even think that you want to know, or do you simply want to read the sixth book and find out?

RANDOM HARRY POTTER...INFORMATION...

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone Summary

British title: HP and the Philosopher's Stone

Harry Potter has never been the star of the quidditch team, scoring points while riding a room far above the ground. he knows no spells, has never helped to hatch a dragon, and has never wron a cloak of invisibility. All he knows is a miserable life with the Dursleys, his horrible aunt and uncle, and their abominable son, Dudly - a great big swollen spoiled bully. Harry's room is a tiny closet at the foot of the stairs, and he hasn't had a birthday party in eleven years. But all that is about to change when a mysterious letter arrives by owl messenger: a letter with an invitation to an incredible place that Haryy - and anyone who reads about him - will find unforgettable. For it's there that he finds not only friends, aerial sports, and magic in everything from classes to meals, but a great destiny that's been waiting for him... if Harry can survive the encounter.




Harry Potter's Journal (I stole it)
Today the Dursleys decided they'd all go to a football game, without me of course. Not that I wanted to go with them of course, I just wish that they could trust me enough to leave me at home, but the odds of that occuring are just about as good as Dudley losing weight. A.K.A. Never happening. So they sent me to Ms. Figg's house again. Now, I guess I wouldn't have minded it so much if maybe Ms. Figg wouldn't constantly show me photo albums filled with pictures of cats...I swear, every time I come there the cats have multiplied. I was counting them earlier today...but there were too many...
So, now I'm at home again, if you could call this home. I'm covered with cat scratches and I think there's a spider crawling up my pant leg...but no matter. Dudley is once again crying...I wonder what he wants this time, probably that PS...something from America...I swear, that boy gets whinier everytime I see him.
Well, I'd better go sleep before I go 'effing mad and kill every last one of them.
Cheers,
-Harry

May the magic be with you (that was lame)

-Robyn
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