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Jily vs Hinny
The way people say that Hinny is just a reincarnation of Jily pisses me off, tbh
Cause Jily? They're the "fell hard and fast" academic rivals to friends to lovers. Between Lily "sheer cheek and natural flair for potions" Evans and James "son of the inventor of Sleekeasy and co-inventor of the Marauders Map" Potter, you know that they were neck and neck in Potions grades. When James got a higher grade, he crowed as Lily steamed in the corner, and when Lily got a higher grade, she rubbed it in his face as he fell in love with her just a little bit more. Once they got past their "rivals" phase, they went from dating to married in less than two years - a bit fast, but everyone was eloping then.
But Hinny is completely jock friends to lovers. Like, Harry "youngest Seeker in a century" Potter and Ginny "secretly practicing Quidditch since she was six" Weasley were friends before the pitch, and at some points Ginny was Seeker too. The amount of ribbing and teasing on who did it better and "Nice shot, Gin, could have been a bit to left though," and "Of course, Potter, but make sure you actually catch the Snitch this time" thrown across the pitch. Their teammates were probably so sick of it. And this went on for ages, until they finally got together, and then the amount of pining that went on during the Second Wizarding War when they were separated, well. It took them years before Ginny (cause we all know it was her) popped the question.
Stop saying that its the same ship just because it's a black-haired boy with glasses and a redheaded girl. Both romances are completely separate, unique, and special.
tldr: DON'T EQUATE JILY WITH HINNY
#harry potter#ginny weasley#harry james potter#ginevra molly weasley#james potter#james fleamont potter#lily evans#lily potter#jily#hinny#gryffindor#gryffindor quidditch team#friends to lovers#enemies to lovers#slow burn#hogwarts#wizarding world#hp fandom#jily vs hinny#fleamont potter#sleekeasy potion#marauders#the marauders#marauders map#marauders era#golden trio era
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𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓼 𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝓰𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓪 𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓮𝔀 𝓶𝓮 𝓾𝓹 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻
Ron Weasley x Hermione Granger
Angst
Warnings: underage drinking, brief mentions of panic, angst.
Wc: 1.0
“Punch?”
Hermione shook her head, attempting a smile.
She may have adored and respected Mrs Weasley’s cooking, but she had her doubts about the punch after she saw its effects on Ginny. After only three glasses, she was already ogling Harry and cracking jokes with an equally drunk Fred and George that made no sense whatsoever.
She’d rather have her wits about her. Especially with a drunk Ron here, and her emotions so on high this evening.
Her attention flashed back to Ron as he ambled his way towards her, only slightly clumsy, his nose and cheeks pink,.
“If you’re not drinking, you’re coming outside to watch the fireworks with me.” Ron demanded, pulling her up from the sofa.
Hermione thought about protesting, as she scanned around the room for an excuse.
Ginny and Harry moving closer together inch by inch, both chortling like fools and stealing obvious glances at each other in between loud conversations with the twins.
The twins being… well, the twins.
And Mr and Mrs Weasley settling down on a sofa in each other’s arms, a woollen blanket wrapped around them.
She sighed, beginning to follow Ron as he led her through the kitchen and then the rickety screen door. After a quick pause, they sat at the edge of the cold veranda.
Silence followed, in which Hermione pulled her jumper tighter around her and admired the old oaks surrounding the Burrow, their branches still dusted with a light layer of snow. It was times like these, when the moon’s silvery glow illuminated the pure powder of snow, creating a winter wonderland that she knew for certain that magic wasn’t a long, complex dream, but a reality.
“Do you still use Sleekeasy’s Hair Potion?” Ron asked.
After the initial shock at how random this question was, Hermione let her annoyance flood through her.
“No,” she said irritably, “Why, do you find it hard to believe my hair can look neat and good without products?”
“Your hair always looks good,” he replied, as if he were ridiculously obvious, “and so soft, and shiny. Sort of like the fireworks because it sticks out all frizzily.”
She tried to shove down her own fireworks those words gave her.
“I don’t think that’s a word, Ronald.”
“Here,” he said, passing the glass over her way, “honestly, it’s New Year’s Eve. You deserve to have some fun.”
“I’m having a perfect amount of fun sitting here and being sober. Besides, I thought we were here to watch the fireworks, not consume alcohol underage,” she responded frostily.
The look he gave her communicated exactly how much fun he knew she was having.
“Fine,” she said, rolling her eyes, “it’s unlikely to be fun, anyway.”
She snatched the glass from him, and downed it in a second, pursing her lips as she felt the fruity warmth travel down her throat.
More frosty silence ensued, until eventually, the alcohol kicked in, and dizzy warmth filled Hermione and she couldn’t find it within herself to remember why she was giving him the cold shoulder.
“Ron….” She began, confused, “Why am I angry at you?”
And then he began laughing and she joined in, and they began chattering and teasing each other as if everything was normal again.
As if he didn’t have a girlfriend, or she wasn’t angry at him for having one.
Or they both hadn’t said and done things last year that ‘friends’ don’t say and do.
And before long, as it was bound to, it happened.
They kissed.
It was long and soft, and full of all the emotions, words and thoughts that Hermione knew they were both too stubborn to say aloud.
And as the booming signified the beginning of the fireworks, it also signified the end of their kiss.
As she pulled apart and looked into his eyes, which suddenly seemed so serious, so sober, as if he were about to pronounce something essential, panic flooded through her.
She couldn’t be here. She couldn’t allow herself to be hurt again.
“Mione, I--”
She ran.
This couldn’t be happening. How could she have let herself kiss the boy she knew she liked, while he was dating someone else?
To be fair, she didn’t even think she liked him. She loved him.
And he kissed her and didn’t even mean it.
It didn’t matter if his eyes were sober, or in this state he thought he loved her, she knew he was drunk to his core, the memory of empty glasses filling her mind.
Hermione sank to the frosty, freezing grass, burying her head into her palms, as she replayed the moments over and over, again and again.
No, this couldn’t have happened.
As much as Lavender irritated her, she knew it wasn’t fair, and most of all, she knew that Ron didn’t feel anything for her, and it was simply the effects of too much alcohol that caused him to show such false affections.
She probably just looked like Lavender, and that was why it occurred.
She had to forget this and act like it never happened. She couldn’t judge his actions as anything he actually felt while he was intoxicated.
That, she supposed, was the reason she decided what she did.
Seven minutes after what happened, Ron saw Hermione emerging from the darkness, her hair glimmering in the pale light, every strand seemingly flowing a different way as she walked.
He was so distracted by its curly, tawny radiance, he didn’t notice the pale complexion of her face, or her umber wand being silently drawn from the pocket of her jeans.
He didn’t even notice the single tear gliding down her cheek until it was too late, and as he opened his mouth to ask, concerned, the incantation had already been muttered.
The last few fireworks burst across the sky, as if a painter was rapidly streaking slashes of colours across a black canvas, just as Ron opened his eyes.
His eyes lit up in excitement as he watched the last one fade, before his brows furrowed in disappointment as he realised it was the last.
“Did we miss them?” he asked, turning to her in confusion.
“Yeah, we must’ve,” she replied, biting her lip and looking away as she felt tears flood her eyes.
Somehow, they must’ve.
#romione#hbp#angst#harry potter fanfiction#harry potter series#half blood prince#ron weasley#hermione granger#hermione x ron#ron x hermione#hermione granger x ronald weasley#ronald weasley x hermione granger#harry potter ships#ginny weasley#harry potter#hinny
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you are beautiful
I was originally inspired by a prompt i saw about braiding hair and making them wear cute clips. this was originally supposed to be about hair love between fem!harry and male!ginny, but then i ended up with a tender mom/daughter moment. I might expand because I want Angelina to help Hallie on this journey. But, we’ll see.
Happy BHM.
Hallie was a very obvious amalgamation of her parents. She had Lily’s eyes, but James’ terrible eyesight. Her mother’s nose and cheek bones, but her father’s tanned skin and unbelievably curly black hair.
Growing up, she always wanted to have hair like her mum. Beautiful auburn locks that flowed down her back in silky waves.
Once, when she was nine, she doused her head in Sleekeasy’s Hair Potion she found in her parents' bathroom. Staring at her crunchy ringlets she started to cry. She must not have used enough - but she dumped the whole bottle!
Lily found her daughter crying in the bathroom. “Oh, come here little flower.” She turned the faucet on and started to wash the potion out of her daughter’s hair. Hallie continued to cry, but as Lily’s hands massaged the shampoo into her scalp, she found her tears subsiding. Once Lily was sure that the potion was out she moved on to the conditioner and slowly combed through any knots she found.
Lily performed a drying spell with a quick flick of her wand and led Hallie into the master bedroom. Motioning for her to sit in the middle of the bed, Lily sat behind her and began to part her daughter’s hair into sections so that she could braid it down. Though she had calmed down, Hallie was still a little shaky 30 minutes later when she said, “I wanted to have hair like you, mummy.”
Tutting her tongue as she finished the final braid, “I love your hair, Hllie. Just like I love your father’s hair. But maybe, when you’re older we can learn how to use Sleekeasy’s properly for special occasions, yeah?”
She kissed the top of Hallie’s head and let her leave the room with a sigh.
#fem!harry potter#lily evans#lily evans potter#everybodys lives au#harry potter drabble#mother daughter moments#hair love
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You know what would be hilarious?
Albus or Lily gifting Harry a potion for his getting hair and it being a sleekeasy’s product.
Do the kids know that their great grandfather founded a billion galleon haircare company?
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
OH MY GOSH! Lily and Albus are little shits. They'd totally gift him something like that as a joke.
I would think they would know about Sleekeazy. It funds their trust funds! But yeah, they would know. There's no way they wouldn't.
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you know that jkr made up james’s dad inventing sleekeasy’s hair potion late in the game because if she had included that in the books harry never would’ve fuckin heard the end of it at hogwarts. both hermione AND ron apparently have owned it, hermione even used it for the yule ball. people would literally never shut up about the boy who lived’s granddad being the wizarding world’s most famous hair potioneer. malfoy would run the jokes about his grandson being called “harry” into the ground.
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The fandom treats Leta Lestrange so badly but even the most angry, angst ridden Leta hater cannot deny that at least my girl is the only one dressin.
Don't get me wrong: Dumblelaw, Newt and Theseus have me feeling some kind of way in their ensembles but wHY DOES EVERYONE LOOK LIKE BANKERS??! Madam Malkins Trenchcoats for All Occasions? At least she's out here doing the most in her Yule Ball level dress with the sewn in robes and cute lil pointy hat. A woman before her time. The way she swiveled over that ledge and jumped? In that outfit? Art. Swerving out of the way of the 1920s bob cut trend and keeping her long hair. A hot mess but still looking like she could end the Veela, dishing out angsty, beautiful quotes at Newt and shooting a spell at Grindelwald with that messy hair falling over her shoulder. Sleekeasy's Hair Potion who? Thats cinematic poetry, baby.
I really hope that Jacob and her get the chance to meet just so Jacob can meet a witch or wizard in proper witch ootd (Seraphina Picquery is the exception to everything Ive said but he likely doesnt remember her) and be like 'finally, some decent freakin wizard aesthetic.'
#drunk thoughts from the uni bar#leta lestrange#fantastic beasts#fantastic beasts and where to find them#fantastic beasts crimes of Grindelwald#crimes of Grindelwald#fbcog#fbwtft
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Freddie: How adorable.
Freddie: Try the Sleekeasy’s Hair Potion?
Penny: Brains over braids anytime.
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mooning-sirius a réagi à votre billet “Disturbing news about Sirius Black.”
I'll pretend I've never seen this... MY CANON IS DIFFERENT
NONONO BUT LISTEN
For all she knew, his hair was his favourite thing in the world. Of course, she didn’t know about his motorcycle, but she was right about the hair: Sirius loved it. So, what was the most logical thing to do, in order to curse him without making herself a criminal? Curse his hair. Walburga threw the curse while Sirius was walking away with James. Sirius and James heard the spell being thrown, but none of them could react fast enough, and Sirius was touched right away as Walburga smirked and walked away with the other Blacks.
When the 2 boys arrived home, Sirius’s hair already started to look weird. It was messier and sort of gross. The bottom looked greasy. Sirius looked devasted, and it was understandable. James went directly to the books of his father, the ones about hair he used while doing his Sleekeasy potion, and Fleamont and him searched as quick as they could, while Euphemia tried to stop the progression. But it didn’t work.
“Could you call Remus, please?”
Euphemia Potter sighed and nodded before fire-calling Remus. She knew he was the only one who could cut Sirius’s hair, and she knew Sirius was right: the curse was too quick, and Fleamont and James too slow. James went to the room his mother and brother were in, with the idea of helping his mother out in keeping the hair okay, but when he entered, he saw only saw his brother and the face he had.
“Mom went to call Remus.”
That was enough for James to understand what Sirius implied. He stared in shock, wide eyed.
“No! You can’t... We haven’t tried everything yet!”
Remus arrived within minutes, and the horrified look when he saw the state of Sirius’s hair was enough for him to be certain of what was to do. It was also enough for James to accept it was really too awful, and he slipped out of the room slowly and silently. Sirius handed Remus the scissors with what the other boy think was the most heartbreaking face he ever saw. Within a few minutes, the black-haired boy was short-haired. And even though the curse was stopped, Sirius looked positively destroyed.
A few weeks later, it appeared the short hair were much more handy during fights, and the man decided to keep them short for a while. He kept asking his friend to cut them until he couldn’t anymore.
#mooning sirius#sirius black#aky writes#wtf did i write a whole thing#welp#here you go#aky talks#ooc#remus lupin#james potter#walburga black#euphemia potter#fleamont potter
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i want a fic where sirius is with the potters and casually mentions haircare ( bc as we all know sirius black loves his hair more than everything ) and fleamont potter just goes "DAMN FINALLY A SON I CAN SHARE MY INTERESTS WITH TAKE NOTES JAMES" and they start chatting and fleamont teaches sirius how to make sleekeasy and they work on some new potions together and literally all the plot is some haircare bonding between them two bc sirius black deserves this happiness
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harry potter with black hair, except for when the light hits it just right and then it's the deepest, darkest red. harry potter with dark skin and green eyes, and severus snape hating the color of his skin (so very james potter, not enough lily-whiteness--no freckles, no milk-white throat, just smooth brown skin and potter's disgusting smirk). harry potter trailing after the all-aryan-blond dursleys, people looking at them askance, vernon dursley muttering under his breath that james potter was probably a filthy indian loanshark, and lily evans a bleeding-heart liberal, and look what that got her!
petunia dursley and looking at harry's wild curling hair and thinking savagely, that's what you get, lily, you had perfect smooth hair and now your son's hair is a disgusting mess! petunia dursley and looking up how to braid that kind of hair so it lies flat, then catching herself and putting it firmly out of her mind. petunia dursley and sometimes, just sometimes, cooking indian food over vernon's protests, some tiny part of her heart wanting harry to know the slightest, smallest part of his father's history. (harry does not look like lily. sometimes it's a relief. sometimes it breaks her heart.)
hermione granger and her mother, who sometimes slips into her country's language, sometimes says putangina instead of shit when she drops a pot by accident. hermione granger and her hair inherited from her filipino mother--it would look better, maria dimagiba-granger frets, if they were in a more humid area, but they're not. hermione granger and asking why can't we go home to the philippines, and her mother turning away and saying there's nothing left for us there. (her last name dimagiba means can't be destroyed, but family names don't stop typhoons.)
first-year hermione granger looking out at the great hall, and feeling just a little reassured with harry potter, dean thomas, and blaise zabini behind her in the line.
harry potter and hermione granger sitting together, looking at a bottle of sleekeasy's potion and wondering if it will do them any good. ginny weasley seeing the bottle, and tugging both of them into a free bathroom, promising to help them put it in. ginny weasley working through the twists of harry's and hermione's hair, and marveling at how different her friends are, and yet how similar. (if she closes her eyes she can feel the magic beneath their skin. merlin, she's glad they're in her life.)
#racebent hogwarts#hogwarts#harry potter#hermione granger#pls message me if i got anything wrong bec the only thing i'm sure abt is filipino culture
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Happy Sunday readers!!📚 ❤️ . Sorry for being MIA this week but it was worse than I expected! 😱 I had fever and lots of work that didn't allow me to properly rest 😵. And zero inspiration for new pictures as well! 😢 So, thanks to all the people voted about the feed (and to for the sincere advices) ❤️ there will still be indoor pictures but I'll start to add something outdoor🍃. . Thank you for tagging me in the #potionsbooktag 🌸: . AMORTENTIA ~ingredients to make your ideal book: intriguing plot; deep characterization of the characters and strong message to the reader. . DRAUGHT OF LIVING DEATH ~ book that can bore you to sleep: last week I read To kill a Kingdom and I was really bored. I don't know if it was due to the fever but... No. I'm so disappointed about it. . DRAUGHT OF PEACE ~book that brings you confort: 🤔Harry Potter and Outlander. . POLYJUICE POTION ~book whose cover didn't match the content: hmm, I agree with Isa! The italian cover of Uprooted. . SLEEKEASY'S HAIR POTION ~book with a beautiful cover: Kingdom of Ash 😍 . SKELE-GRO ~book that have something missing for you: Children of blood and bone. The idea is brilliant, the message is strong but some choices lack of originality. . FELIX FELICIS ~book you feel lucky to have read: too many books!! For this year I'll say the Six of Crows duology ❤️ and Reign the Earth. . ❓#qotd which potion would you like to prepare? And why? . #bookstagram #thecruelprince #hollyblack #bookstagrammer #yalit #bookstafeatures #mybookfeatures #booksofinstagram #igreads #igbooks #ioleggo #bookaesthetic #bookstagramcommunity #booknerdigansph #picoftheday #bibliophile #bookstagramfeatures #bookishfeature #ireadya #bookpics #bookandnature #outdoor https://www.instagram.com/p/BvZWRm0nLXG/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=11e09bo5risbh
#potionsbooktag#qotd#bookstagram#thecruelprince#hollyblack#bookstagrammer#yalit#bookstafeatures#mybookfeatures#booksofinstagram#igreads#igbooks#ioleggo#bookaesthetic#bookstagramcommunity#booknerdigansph#picoftheday#bibliophile#bookstagramfeatures#bookishfeature#ireadya#bookpics#bookandnature#outdoor
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I love your hair. What product do you use?
Sleekeasy’s hair potion.
#Percival answers#mrpercivalgraves#Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them#Harry Potter#Percival Graves#Percival Graves RP#Percival Graves ask#Hair#appearance#Anonymous
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“Then they talked about how Uncle Vernon had spoken about magic. Ms. Tonks made an argument that Uncle Vernon had purposefully endangered Harry’s magic through his verbal abuse, as abusing magical children because of their magic could lead to the creation of the Obscurus, which were highly volatile and would have been difficult to conceal from muggles, as well as very, very dangerous.”
Shrewd Slytherin, Ch. 17 by lucy_blue
I’ve seen other posts going around about Dumbledore and his wilful ignorance of Harry’s treatment by the Dursleys, but this paragraph really put it into perspective for me and made me dislike him more than I already did. Before I really get into why, here’s an explanation of what an Obscurus actually is:
When a young witch or wizard is psychologically or physically abused or tries to suppress their magic, they become an Obscurial, a host to a dark magical parasite called an Obscurus. Because they never learned how to control their magic, it erupts out of them, sometimes as black mist, and can seriously hurt the Obscurial and anyone nearby. (here’s the wiki link for more info.)
Okay, now that that’s out of the way, let’s get on to why Harry shouldn’t have been left with the Dursleys.
Albus Dumbledore, a man with first-hand experience with Obscurials (I’ve seen one theory by the SuperCarlinBrothers that that’s what happened to Ariana), deliberately left a child in a dangerous living situation that could have led to him becoming an unstable, volatile magical creature. All because Petunia was Lily’s sister and her blood could be used in a protection spell.
If being under the protection of blood magic was so necessary for Harry’s upbringing to ensure Voldemort couldn’t find and hurt him, couldn’t Dumbledore have found another relative from either of his parents’ families to raise him? James’ family is rich from the royalties of Sleekeasy’s Hair Potion and could have definitely taken him in. If the blood needed to be from Lily’s side of the family I’m sure she and Petunia aren’t the only Evans left alive.
Going even further, say it has to be Petunia’s blood specifically because she’s Lily’s sister and therefore her closest blood relative. Albus Dumbledore is a very clever and manipulative man. Couldn’t he have found a way of getting enough of her blood to power the protection charm? I don’t remember seeing any mention of the blood needing to be fresh and still inside the relative for the charm to work. He could have orchestrated a scenario where she had to get her blood drawn for some reason or just find out if she’s ever donated to a blood bank and get it from there. A pint of blood seems like more than enough to power the charm.
What I’m saying is, there were workarounds and alternative measures Dumbledore could have taken to place Harry in a safe environment, warded against Voldemort by his aunt’s blood, without endangering him by keeping him in an abusive household. Petunia and Vernon never wanted to take care of Harry and only did so because Dumbledore threatened them.
The fact that Harry’s Hogwarts letters had to be addressed to “the cupboard under the stairs” should have immediately raised red flags and warranted an investigation into his living situation. He should have been removed from the Dursley’s house and sent to live with someone else. Then the warding could have been put back up with Petunia’s blood and Dumbledore wouldn’t be responsible for Harry potentially becoming an Obscurial .
Locking a child under the stairs and underfeeding him to the point that he’s too short and skinny for his age (Philosopher’s Stone), then later putting bars and multiple padlocks on his bedroom door (Chamber of Secrets), and threatening to beat him if he didn’t pretend to be normal (Prisoner of Azkaban) (I’m sure there’s more but that’s all I can remember right now) would definitely put Harry on the path of becoming an Obscurial.
For comparison, Credence Barebone from the Fantastic Beasts movies became an Obscurial from trying for years to hide his magic from the abusive No-maj woman, Mary Lou Barebone, who ran the orphanage he grew up in. Despite coming from a historically magical family, she hated anything to do with magic. Whenever Credence showed signs of being a magical child, or on one particular occasion she found him holding a wand she thought was real and belonged to him, she would beat him with his own belt. Her continued physical abuse and his constantly having to hide his magic tipped Credence over the edge and caused him to become an Obscurial.
Going by this quote from Aberforth Dumbledore, Ariana may also have been an Obscurial. “ When my sister was six years old, she was attacked, set upon, by three Muggle boys. They’d seen her doing magic, spying through the back garden hedge: Sshe was a kid, she couldn’t control it, no witch or wizard can at that age. What they saw scared them, I expect. They forced their way through the hedge, and when she couldn’t show them the trick, they got a bit carried away trying to stop the little freak doing it. It destroyed her, what they did: She was never right again. She wouldn’t use magic, but she couldn’t get rid of it; it turned her inward and drove her mad, it exploded out of her when she couldn’t control it, and at times she was strange and dangerous. But mostly she was sweet and scared and harmless."
-Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Ch. 28 Pg. 564
Because Ariana was so young and traumatized from the incident that she stopped using magic, it was hard to suppress which caused her magic to be impossible to reign in. Her magic was so uncontrollable from not using it or having any training that when she was fourteen she accidentally caused an explosion that killed her mother.
Ariana’s experiences with magic are very similar to what happened to Credence so it makes sense that, while it hasn’t been confirmed, she was almost definitely an Obscurial.
This means that Albus Dumbledore had first-hand experience with an Obscurial, and second-hand knowledge of the circumstances surrounding Credence’s transformation. He knew or knew of two Obscurials and how they were formed but still made the decision to leave Harry Potter in the exact situation required to become the third. Fortunately it never happened, but I bet that if he had never gone to Hogwarts or made any friends, it was only a matter of time until his Obscurus formed.
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Mrs. Potter: James, would you please use the Sleekeasy potion? Your father invented it!
James: Mum! Why would I ruin this work of art?
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