Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
Magic, like any other subject, takes a very long time to learn. There are a number of ways in which the process may be made easier. Unfortunately for most would-be wizards and witches, none of them are particularly easy in themselves. When one sits down and calculates it all out, wizarding folk expend more effort on acquiring powdered dragon claw and Scintillating Solutions in order to boost their own cleverness at critical junctures than ever would have been spent had they simply sat down and done the studying in the first place.
John Constantine, it happened, had no such options. What he did have was a month in which to study and practice, and not much else to do. Granted, Hagrid always welcomed help with his gamekeeper duties, but that grew old very quickly. Spending any length of time in Hagrid's company made for one hell of an education in magical zoology, but John had a peculiar fondness for life's little pleasures: fingers that were still attached to his hands, eyebrows not being burnt off, things like that. The books were safer.
Hellblazer: Hogwarts, Chapter 3
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