I guess I’m on the wrong platform,
I should be on the 9 ¾.
The train to my dreams might be leaving,
For the magical school thereafter.
I guess I’m in the wrong class,
I should be in defence against the dark arts,
The spells I need to know,
Will keep away the monstrous craft.
Its such a conspiracy,
By muggles and death eaters,
The only way to get rid is,
To teach a lesson to cheaters.