Just imagine though, the Muggleborn 11 year olds show up at Hogwarts, get sorted, enjoy the great feast, and start settling into their dorms all excited about the first year at wizard school. Then they remember, just as the prefect is leaving, “Oh I almost forgot to ask, what’s the wifi password?”
And the pure blood prefect gives them a puzzled look, “What’s ‘wifi?’”
And just like that, Hogwarts is a terrifying place.
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one thing i hate is when parents refuse to let their kid(s) dye their hair
who’s fucking hair is it??????? is iT THE FAMILY HAIR?????????