Harmony of Differences

Hogwarts is more than a wizarding institution who perseveres to produce a quality and a good witch and wizard of the world but a place where friendship and adventure resides.

Harry, Ron and Hermione developed affection towards each other despite the differences they have. Harry was able to develop an urge of revenge towards his family’s murderer which was happens to be the most dangerous wizard of all time. He was always angry and impatient and he even cannot sometimes manage his temper, however advised by Prof. Dumbledore to refrain this feeling Harry was able controlled the wound to perhaps healed a bit. When it comes to the family Harry is quite sensitive he has the determination and even has the power of leadership towards his teammates in Quidditch.

Ron otherwise is quite like his twin brothers George and Fred which find bullying a fun type of game to play with, but maybe because of his friends presence this manner is quietly being reduce. Ron is a bit of a coward toward object of horror and is easily being terrified with spiders. Hermione is the bookish girlfriend of the two. She knew everything and has always an explanation to every question you may want to raise. She will read the whole book without being asked and she can performed and can learned magic as fast as she could compared to other student who are pure-blooded witch and wizards and despite of being a muggleborn.

See! They harmonize to each other even how poles apart they are. Because it is the differences that make them appreciate their friends’ uniqueness.

This is quite similar to my recent experience, the Indak-Indakan competition is compost of the entire CIT students from 1^st year to the graduating. Imagine this whole community of individual with different view of life, different ways of appreciation towards patients and a variety of personality and unique attitude and will be harmonized into one stride of steps to create and magic of choreography. Their will be a certain events that ideas will clash because of these aggregating spirits. But perhaps patient is a virtue which holds everyone to respect each others anger and causes the chaos not to exist.

September 27, 2009 is the day whom everyone finds the joy in the company of all. The issues of gap and respect had entirely relinquished by merry making, dance and laughter’s of joy. All of the sudden friendships were restored and new friends need to leave and find it quite sad to imagine that they need to depart. We may never taken the beacon home but I believe that victory is not win by prize but win by heart, the experience is rewarding and it’s the people you meet is the trophy.

I may leave the portal of my alma matter pack with skills and knowledge and overflowing of experience and stories waiting for my mouth to share that differences can be harmonized and can make tales of forever.

Glamour at Hogwarts

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Dreadful Dreams

During the fifth year of Harry Potter at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry he was facing one of most difficult problem his nightmares. Lord Voldemort discovered that he has the power to infiltrate harry’s mind and able to control and produce false alarm.
So, I dedicate this poem to all who experience terrible nightmare.
Beware because their fatal!

DREADFUL DREAMS
By: Meljer M. Lozano

I was about to tell everyone that the thing I saw was not just a mere man standing beneath the enormous tree at the backyard of our house. I was about to divulge the horror that my eyes had witnessed, if not just only dreams intervened my sleep.

I was dreaming that I am sharing my dreadful experience among my friends when suddenly everything turns into a grayish fog and even myself cannot identify where I am actually was. When suddenly an icy, whole and a scary male voice register in my ears and it was laughing, a laugh of a murderer merrily watching as it slaughter its victims and it was calling my name as if I was next to be persecuted and which caught my attention and a throbbing terror tap my stimulus. The voice frightened me most at let my feet run away from the voice of dread and yet I cannot get away from the call. Running was infinite, I want to find a corner to share a bit of my fear and yet neither wall nor a corner can comfort me. My panic rises toward my temple and causes me a throbbing pain and I cannot focus for my desired destination. So, I kneel down and trying to feel the solid ground but still the voice was all over me, I was blinded with fog and yet not deaf to hear the call of death. My knees kiss the ground and my palms are trying to feel my neck for thirst was attacking me. And I gathered all my force and shouted “Stop, please stop”. Then I feel the moment of deafening silence, all I can hear is my heart beating so fast. Thub…thub thub…thub…thub thub…thub…thub thub. I was almost thankful for the voice stop laughing and I find my self calm at last.

My ears are my only defense for it was totally foggy blinded and its sensitivity rises above the normal. The splatters of liquid came into me, I listen hardly trying to follow the flowing liquid and my eyes widened and think “water?” I have never craved water like this before. I was running towards the swishy sound of water and thinking of it as my only survival. Yes, I’m getting nearer, this is it I can feel the liquid running through my fingers but the thing is much denser than water, sticky and smells like rotten fish and it’s not water and my heart sank when I take a closer look and a scarlet of blood draping into my feet and suddenly the voice laugh louder as ever before. The voice was all over me and found my self running once again towards an indistinct location. I was running towards an imaginary refuge and thinking that there would be somebody who can cast away the voice. I shouted again “Stop, somebody help me” and again the voice vanished and another familiar voice came into my senses. It’s my mother, I can hear her voice she is talking to me but I can feel that she is not touching me. “Mom, touch me, please hug me, touch me mom, please” and again the craved for my mother’s hug which never came into me as important as now. “I love you son, goodnight” the last word I have heard from my mom and I can hear she slammed the door and leaving me behind in this dark room chased by death. I can feel wet matter flowing from my eyes and I realize I was crying. I cried and cried, and suddenly here comes again the horrifying voice which laugh again much merrily and I was tortured by it shocking raspy voice. Running away from it seems not the case to avoid so I shut my eyes as heavy as I can and pressed my palms against my ears to prevent it from hearing. But the voice is so powerful, the sound doesn’t going now into my ears but the voice is already in my brain. He infiltrated my senses and has the control on me. I open my mouth to release my fear and anguish and shout it loud and blasted my eyes into the foggy environment and I catch my last breathe. The voice keep on laughing like lethal dagger slowly kissing me goodbye to life and embracing death, much happy and victorious. My heart fainted

Thub…thub…thub…thub……thub……….thub……….thub…………………..thub

And somebody welcomed me into his dark asylum, the same man I saw from the tree and the same voice I have heard in my dream.

And here I am part of nothing.

Potter's Prophecy

“The one who has the power to vanquish the dark lord approaches and born to those who have thrice defied him and born at the seventh months dies. The dark lord will mark him as his equal for he has the power the dark lord knows not and one must die in the hand of the others for neither shall live while the other one survives. The one who has the power to vanquish the dark lord approaches and born to those who have thrice defied him and born at the seventh months dies.”

The foretelling of the prophecy to Prof. Albus Dumbledore by the divination teacher Prof Sibyl Trelawney and the existence of the eavesdroppers on the pub lays the most dangerous battle of the future of the wizarding kind.

Do you think if Lord Voldemort hadn’t heard about the prophecy would he still be looking towards the potter? Of course he won’t bother at all. But what happen is the opposite, and that’s a horror to every living witches and wizards.

The prophecy directly concerns the downfall of the Dark Lord and the one who can vanquish him is still vague from the horizon. But the prophecy provides the specific time of the vanquisher’s conception and that who ever fitted the foretelling the Dark Lord is ready to attack.

The prophecy is not made for Harry Potter specifically but instead he just fitted the prophecy, where in fact two of them fitted the prophecy and it was Harry and Neville Longbottom. Both their parents thrice escape the wrath of the Dark Lord and both Harry and Neville born in the last day of July. But why it was Harry is being chosen not Longbottom? And that’s a big deal faced by Harry. What if the Dark Lord chose Neville instead of Harry? Would Neville’s mother do the same as Lilly protected Harry? It could be Neville who will be carrying the burden of the lighting scar in his forehead not him? Could Neville survived the Killing Cursed and become famous of becoming the first to defy the power? And it would be Harry who will leave the Hogwarts train waiving away from his mother not Ron’s. But what is done is already done and the dark lord won’t change his mind nor be cannot be persuaded by any other. The only thing is to face the challenge of the prophecy.

Burning Burrow

Evanesco! (pointing my wand to David Yates)

Then their he was just part of nothing.

I certainly must not to do this but perhaps that is what my heart felt when I watch the 6^th Harry Potter Film. I have been waiting for this for ages and I was expecting too much on the movie. There are things which I was actually concerned about and one of it was the burning of the Weasley’s BURROWS, aside from the fact that the location of the burrows seems entirely different from the one I have viewed it in my mind while reading the book.

I cannot comprehend on how David would have to mend the house after he burned it. Yes!, he burned it JO never burned the house in the book. (Magic would perhaps be the most easy way to mend the house but only obliviator can make the horrifying scene be forgotten by harry’s fan ) Don’t tell me that the burrow would just appear on the next Harry Potter DH Part 1 without explaining on how it happen. The fan needs explaination.

That was actually the place where Harry consider as a home (aside from hogwarts of course). He can feel that he has a family whom treated him so dearly and now the house just turn to ashes, how could David been so insensitive not minding of how much burdened that will cause to Harry. I know that they were focusing on how Dumbledore preparing Harry for the future battle between the chosen one and Lord Voldemort. But they must provide scene that would perhaps provide joy and smile to the chosen one’s lips.

(You may answer the POLL about the Burrow.)

Shell Cottage

Merlin's Beard

This is the Shell Cottage, the real shell cottage where some great scene will be taken for the upcoming movie of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1. This will be a sort of hide out of Harry, Hermione and Ron as they continually search for the remaining Horcruxes. This is also the place where Dobby the house elf is buried as they apparated from the malfoy's manor and to find out that the elf is being stabbed by Bellatrix Lestrange. Kinda sad to imagine that many lives are being sacrifice just to save Harry Potter.

The location is quite different on how the book describe it. The house is suppose to set on the top of the cliff of the ocean. But anyway its just a minimal changes.

Hope David Yates will not be too harsh on cutting too much detail on scenes because his killing the fan.