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22 April 2020

In lockdown, children are more powerless than ever. But they have a secret weapon: imagination

I wake up to a cry of “Wingardium Leviosa!” The boys are starting the day as they mean to go on, with a wizarding duel. 

By Alice O'Keeffe

Our house has sprouted turrets and spiral staircases. Magical portraits have appeared on the walls. The sitting room has turned into a great dining hall with a starry ceiling, and our bedrooms into dormitories. The patio is now an enchanted forest; mandrakes grow in our tiny plastic greenhouse.

I wake up to a cry of “Wingardium Leviosa!” The boys are starting the day as they mean to go on, with a wizarding duel. For days on end, they have been living and breathing Harry Potter. Larry, who is ten, pretended to grow out of his Potter obsession a year or so ago, and started talking about football and computer games like all his friends. But now school is a distant memory, and any need to be cool has evaporated along with his social life. The world of magic has opened up and beckoned him back in.

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