Harry Potter, you are getting boring. Remember how exciting your posters used to be? Look at the Sorcerer's Stone one. Those were the glory days. You got this nice painting with an owl, a castle, a little gremlin transcriber, a wizard, beard guy, some kids on flying broomsticks, and you were decent enough to PUT ON A TIE. When you said, "Let the magic begin," I said, "What time? I'll make sure to pick-up some wine."
Now you're just standing around a filthy subway station, brooding in your Arizona jeans. Step it up, HP. When you're the king, everyone's coming at your crown.