Has Anyone Else Taken The Hogwarts House Quiz and Gotten ‘4 Privet Drive’?
Dear JK Rowling, I think perhaps there has been a mistake?
1st! I’m a huge fan of your books and movies and I’m definitely a Gryffindor, maybe a Ravenclaw, Lol? I am 10 years old so was waiting for my Hogwarts letter, haha jk, but it would be cool if it was real! Seriuosly. I’m 70% sure magic isn’t real but i think maybe if you believe in it, it can be? and I love what you write about love. so thank you!
My only problem is, every single time I take a “Sorting” quiz I get placed into Number 4 Privet Drive.
I know this is not a Hogwart’s House, or the American version that I don’t know about, this is where the Durseleys live which is why i am writing you. I thought there had been a glitch or mistake? or maybe this was, like, a test and I answered PERFECTLY and am actually Harry Potter??
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I know I am not Harry potter, i was just trying to find a silver lining like my dad says to but he doesn’t understand how much this hurts .
so then I took the quiz again and this time there was a gif of Dumbledore (not the Dumbledore from the first movie? The meaner one from the other ones?) wagging his finger at me. I asked Tina (who knows how to take the quiz to get in to whatever house you want ! — also if this is cheating i’m sorry and please don’t get her in trouble because of me?) and she said she had never seen this gif before. Tina said if I’m not a wizard/witch than we probly can’t be friends . can you believe that JK? i couldn’t but she was serius. So now things, as you see, have gotten worse again.
Please help.
Underneath ‘4 Privet Drive’ it just said, “There is absolutely nothing magic about you and never will be. You live alone at home with your parents and your cousin is cooler than you. Your dad is fat and mean and your mom is skinny and also mean. Go home. You are worse than Dudley.”
This did not feel good to be a Harry Potter fan and then get sorted into Number 4 Privet Drive, I can tell you. I am a 10 yr old kid! I bet you can also imagine because you have the best imagination in the whole world!! i am not mad at u, i am mad @ the situation is what my dad would say, but i don’t think he really believes that..
i’m writing hoping that perhaps you could tweet about me? And tell people that i don’t belong in Number 4 Privet Drive even tho this is what the internet says? That would be a very easy thing and would be HUGE for me, (seriously.) u could do this in 20 seconds! Less! you are such a good writer!
(Also,and then i think I clicked the wrong button and now my facebook cover photo just says ‘I live in number 4 privet drive, I am a muggle’ which is, as the classic film Mean Girls says, social suicide.)
i also think maybe there is something wrong w/ your pottermore website bcause anytime i try to log back in that gif of Dumbledore is back and now he has a gun.
There are no guns in Harry Potter, right? Why would Dumbledore have a gun to keep me out of Hogwarts? it looks like a gun that an army guy would have. Dumbledore keeps mouthing, “go ahead…make my day” which is another reason I think there has been a big mistake and i am not actually supposed to be in Number 4 Privet Drive??
My dad says this is anachronistic but now he is not even trying to be helpful, he is just showing off.
!!Please help @jk_rowling . !!
{{what if I get the nickname Dudley and then people forget what my real name is and thats just what everyone calls me for the rest o fmy life?}}
I want to be an astronaut in real life. i can not be an astronaut named Dudley, who is followed around 4 the rest of his life by Mean Dumbledore w/ a gun.
This is no way to live. please tweet and put this nightmare 2 an end
thank you , your biggest fan,
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