Just like any other Potterhead, I sometimes dream of living in the magical world that J.K. Rowling dreamed up. But unlike many Potterheads, I do not dream about meeting Harry, Ron, or Hermione; those three spell nothing but trouble. In fact, I'm not even sure I want to be a student at Hogwarts since I don't believe I would last one day in that troll-infested, cursed, and constantly endangered castle. I mean, every year it seems like something new is trying to kill the students, whether it's a basilisk slithering through the pipes, giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest, or, you know, actual Death Eaters showing up at your school events.
No, I think I would much rather live a quieter life in Hogsmeade, sipping butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks, or perhaps working at Flourish & Blotts, surrounded by magical books. Sure, the occasional cursed artifact might show up, but at least I wouldn't be dealing with dragons in a Triwizard Tournament!