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[Warning: Some viewers may find this deeply unsettling, Insulting or otherwise sickening. If you are an emotionally unstable and mentally weak individual, You are advised to leave now and go play with your action figures or whatever the Hell it is you people do. ] You may have read the Harry Potter books. Within they may have spoken about Hogwarts in a positive light where the students were happy and the faculty were kind, But I can assure you those books are nothing more than a cover up story. Here I shall account for the true horrors I bore witness to during my stay at Hogwarts. It was an icy cold night and I was alone in the common room by the fireplace while the rest of Gryffindor slept. I sat there thinking about the time Ron bore his ginger freckled buttocks at me, Urging me to take his virginity, His anus was not exactly pretty, But it was still sexually viable, I would have taken him there and then, But I noticed his sister was filming us. During my reflection of the past, I could hear the wail of student crack heads crying in aguish as they roamed the castle grounds, It would not be too long until the frigid cold claimed their lives. Before I could take another sip of my warm coca, A skeletal figure emerged from the corner of the room and glared at me. The face did bare resemblance to someone I once knew, “Hermione? ” I asked. “H-h-h-Hairy, Is that you? ”She was a shadow of her former self. It was saddening to see this once beautiful and lively girl in such a state of decay. Her eyes had no life in them, She was gaunt, Pale and her expression was blank. “What happened to you? You had so much going for you! ” I declared. “I can’t even cry any more, I have no tears left, All I wanted was an education. Why me? ”I got up to hug her and reassure her that everything would be okay, It was at that moment she pointed a gun towards her head proclaiming, “It is too late for me, Have a nice life Hairy”Before I could reach her, She pulled the trigger. My ear drums rang as a loud bang bellowed from the gun, Hermione’s head was forcefully jerked to the side as her brains were spewed across the walls, With a sudden thud, Her body smacked the floor. I ran to her lifeless corpse and held her, Tears gushed from my face. “It’s not fair, It’s not fair! Why God, WHY? ! This cursed school will pay for what it has done”With my death induced fury, I grabbed a fire poker and charged towards Dumblecunts room, It was his leadership that allowed this to happened. I approached his chamber and searched for where he slept, I stepped over an array of deceased students, Presumably at the hands of Dumblecunt. I could hear his snoring and bolted towards the sound, Upon finding him, I raised the fire poker above my head and asserted, “Surprise motherfuka”I began raining hell upon his face as I SMASHED, SMASHED AND SMESHED! I felt his skull cave ever further inwards upon each forceful impact, His body would spasm with each blow. I felt the wet sensation of brains splutter across my cheek. I had brutally murdered the headmaster. I sprinted back to the common room and washed the blood and chunks of brain from my face. I planted the fire poker under the bed of an unsuspecting fat kid and made my way to sleep. I could feel the hatred consuming me, This was the beginning of my decent into madness. I then quietly jerked off, Finishing in my pajama bottoms without cleaning up. The end.