Hogwarts is nothing like the books.

Sure, you have your houses.

Your athletic jocks in Gryffindor.

Your jaded wannabe, Slytherins.

Your hipster nerds in Ravenclaw.

And your happy Hufflepuffs.

But that's about where the similarities end.

What, what the hell are you doing in there?

Just studying some herbology.

Dude, those are recreational spells.

In the goddamn room?

The Gryffindors hated losing.

Almost as much as the Slytherins loved cheating.

Wait a minute!

You took a Felix Felicis potion!

It wasn't a Hogwarts party without an old fashioned duel.

Cops!

And Dementors could suck the soul out of a party in seconds.

So, there you have it.

Hogwarts isn't what you expected.

But, at least it's full of the brightest students around.

Will, whoa, wait, buddy.

Where you going? Where you going?

I'm flying home; broomin' home.

You can't fly home, I saw you chugged like five butterbeers, man.

I'm fine. C'mon...

What're you, what're you, like, Dumbledore?

I'm, I'm flying, I'm flying outta here, man.

No, dude, just stay. I'm gonna...Just stay...

I'm going home! No, no, no!

Oh!

Will. Will, get up man.

C'mon, buddy.

Just get up, just...c'mon...wake up.