Yes there are Canadian Geese in Britain. They were introduced in the 17th century.
In which Harry and Nagini are the only living Horcruxes.
Harry: Is this your card?
Snape: Yes, it is? How did you do that Potter?
Harry: A magician never reveals his secrets.
Snape stares at Harry.
Snape: Potter, you are literally in a school of magic. Revealing magic's secrets is all we do here. And 10 points from Gryffindor for your cheek!
"Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Blonde hair... and a 1 galleon store robes. You must be a Malfoy.” — Ron, probably.
Rule of time travel: You can’t change your personal past directly. Thus he can’t change anything with Harry Potter. So Voldemort goes for what he thinks is the next best thing.
When you possess someone, you should expect some of your abilities and knowledge to copy over. When part of you does it for over a year, expect a lot of it to copy over.
According to Canon, the Ghostbusters charged $5000 USD for each ghost they catch, and there are at least 20 ghosts at Hogwarts. According to google, with the exchange rate in 1995, that is equivalent to £63,330.
Based off a YouTube comment
Can you still speak Parseltongue if you don’t know any other languages?
If just the Pacific Ocean, does each Ocean have its own personality?
The Power he knows not, identity theft…
“I don’t care that he’s blind. As long as he is good at flying, that’s all that matters.” - Oliver Wood, probably.
Think Dr. Manhattan or the Bad Wolf
Based on a comment by u/Regular-Election6396 in a different Hunger Games related prompt I posted.
Hermione Granger breathed heavily as she limped toward the cornucopia in the middle of the arena, she held her stomach to avoid spilling her guts. 24 days ago, 24 Muggleborn’s had entered the arena, now there were only two.
At this point, Hermione just wanted this stupid event to be over. Was this deal really worth it for the Ministry?
Her thoughts are interrupted buy a guttural cry as Dean Thomas charged her from the wood-line. He was rapid firing off various spells, each missing her. It was obvious Dean was just as tired.
“Arresto Momentum,” Hermione called out in an effort to slow down Dean. Still he kept coming.
Left with no choice, Hermione at the last minute jumped out of the way. For Dean however, he caught of Hermione’s heel, and tripped, right onto his wand.
“Oh Merlin,” Hermione called out as she went and turned Dean over. His robes was now a violent red color, his wand sticking out of his chest. He looked at her ever so briefly before going limp.
Hermione couldn’t help but cry as she collapsed onto the ground. Suddenly the disembodied voice of Ludo Batman could be heard.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, your victor of the first Gamp Games!” Several disillusioned broom riders suddenly revealed themselves as they descended to the ground.
Year 1- At his first quidditch match, he dodges a defective Bludger, and it keeps going into the Black lake… and the Slytherin Common Room.
Year 2- The Slytherin Common Room is right above the Chamber of Secrets antechamber, and the cave in causes the window to crack and flood the common room.
Year 3 - Harry’s patronus pushes a dementor back into the Black Lake, right into the Slytherin Common Room.
Year 4- During the 2nd task, a misfired spell breaks the window to the Slytherin Common Room.
Year 5- During the flight of the thestrals, one throws a shoe and it hits the glass of the Slytherin Common Room.
Year 6 - During Dumbledore’s funeral, he gives a eulogy so intense, the Merpeople wails, with the vibrations destroying the glass to the Slytherin Common Room.
Year 7- Instead of dropping the Resurrection stone, Harry throws it into the lake, right into the window of the Slytherin Common Room.
“Professor, you didn’t tell us you hunted the German High Command after World War II,” Hermione exasperated.
“I didn’t really see a need to mention it,” Dumbledore replied. “Nor does it really fall under the curriculum for History of Magic.”
“But still—”
“Hermione,” Dumbledore interrupted. “I am proud of the work I did after the war, and as a British Subject, I could hardly say no when the Prime Minister and the King personally ask me to do so, as my duel with Gellert impressed them. Unfortunately many pureblood Wizards will not see it that way. I do believe you saw Molly’s initial reaction to the news before we explained who I hunted were and what they did.”
“Yes professor,” Hermione replied. “But it shouldn’t take a lot to change people’s option on that front, plus you already have an advantage with Muggleborn’s and Half-Bloods.”
“True. Indeed I was contacted just this morning about a possible Knighthood by Her Majesty for my services after the war, and for doing the same in the decades that followed.”
“Really?” Hermione beamed. “You might be Sir Albus Dumbledore, Order of Merlin first class now?”
“Oh yes, though it will be a private ceremony. We did frame several of my kills as suicides, plus one drowning in Brazil.”
Hermione’s eyes went wide at this.
10 Years Later - Relative
Ginny whistled a tune as she watered the plants. She’s not sure why they grew in a time frozen environment and assumed the answer was magic. The fact that the planter was made up of Lord Voldemort covered in plants didn’t even cross her mind, having become a regular part of her life. He still retained an angry focused expressed, like when he was casting the killing curse a 2nd time at Harry oh so long ago. He and his other death eaters had been converted into furniture pieces.
“Morning Gin” Harry said as he walked into the living room. He shed his cloak, placing it on cloak rack made up of Beatrix Lestrange Standing against a wall. The mad witch didn’t react in the slightest.
“Morning Harry,” Ginny replied. “Any luck finding anything in the library about what happened?”
A dejected look came onto Harry’s face. “Not this time. I’m not Hermione. It’s your turn for researching starting tomorrow though.”
“Yay,” Ginny replied sarcastically.
“Hey,” Harry said as he approached Ginny, bringing her into a hug. “It’s not that bad.”
“No… it’s not that. It’s, do we really want to start time up again. This has been our lives for so long.”
Harry kissed Ginny on the top of her head. “It wouldn’t be too bad. All we have to do is kill all our furniture first.”
Ginny laughed at this.
“Besides, I miss our friends.”
Ginny scoffed. “You can see them at any time. We have a whole room filled with them.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
Ginny looked down, not catching Harry’s gaze. “I know.”
Harry looked Ginny in her eyes for a while, not saying a word. They simply just wanted to enjoy the moment, even if stuck in another one. They knew as long as they had each other, they would get though this.