A mom just came in with her two kids, one that couldn’t be older than 3, the other still in a stroller. While I was answering questions the mom had, the 3 year old went to the pens we sell, picked one up, and waved it at us saying, “Wingardium Leviosa!!” I nearly died.
I educated mom, who hadn’t read past the second book, that this next book made movie will be darker and scarier. Not more violent, just scarier. Her husband had read the book, she’s going to.
Then I saw the cutest thing I’ve seen all day (except for Croce on Milca’s pillow, which is nearly impossible to surpass on the cute scale). The 3 year old looked up at us talking about Harry Potter, and he said, “I like Harry Potter!!”
“What’s your favorite?” I asked, leaving it open to favorite movie/book/character/event/etc.
“When Hermione goes to the bathroom, and there’s the troll, and it almost gets ’em, but then they take the thing, and, and they get away.”
Awesome.