It’s Saturday, 8 o’clock in a rainy morning. We wake up a grab our cups of coffee, Ana and Tudor drink their milk with cacao. In two hours, the streets will be filled with witches and wizards of their age. We will try to blend in, although it will take another year to really understand them, to prepare or, at least to find out where to get capes and wands. Or maybe you don’t simply get all these, you must earn them somehow at the moment when your are prepared for them. Like real sorcery. I don’t know yet, this is what we have to discover at the first Harry Potter Festiv… citeste mai mult