Star Wars on Trial: Charge #9

So, you might ask, what are my qualifications to investigate the psychology of the world-renowned Harry Potter series?
Well, to start, I did grow up some forty miles from where J. K. Rowling wrote her first Harry Potter books. Much like Harry, I once slept in a closet, where just my single bed fit (but not under the stairs). I also used to travel on a train, just like Harry’s, to English boarding school, where I wore a uniform like his and was “sorted” into a group or House in a country mansion. Unfortunately, it was not nearly as magical and interesting as Hogwarts, but I seemed to have as much difficulty as Harry in following the rules.
So, after “six of the best” (six whacks on the rear with my choice of the thin cane that stung or the thick cane that hurt), I was soon shipped off home and ended up at St. Mungo’s. Fortunately, it was not the infirmary, but St. Mungo’s Academy to finish my schooling. Yes, there was a real St. Mungo who was the bishop of Glasgow around the sixth century.
My other connection to Harry these days, aside from my fascination with the books, is that I developed something called Harry Potter Therapy. If you’ve looked at any of the Harry Potter blogs about a year or so ago, I seemed to have stirred a bit of controversy as I’ve used and encouraged others to use Harry Potter images when helping young people …