I still want magic, I find. The old fashioned kind. I don't believe in it, but I still have a hankering for it.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I really don't believe in magic.
I want witchcraft so bad that I can't stand it. I have wands in my apartment. And I use them sometimes. I walk into the kitchen with my wand, and I come out with something on a platter and I say, 'See, magic happens.' Works every time.
There is something cheap about magic that works just because it is magic.
I don't like magic - but I have been known to make guys disappear.
When I was six years old, I fell in love with magic. For Christmas, I got a magic box and a very old book on card manipulation. Somehow, I was more interested in pure manipulation than in all the silly little tricks in the box.
I don't like magic.
After being in Harry Potter, I believe a bit more in magic than I did before.
That old black magic has me in its spell, That old black magic that you weave so well; Icy fingers up and down my spine, The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine.
I have always believed in magic. I used to run into the woods as a little kid looking for witches. But I'm not superstitious, because I m not afraid of it. I see it as something really beautiful, and I wouldn't want to live in a world without magic.
I now find magic in the mundane. I'm also more creative - better able to look beyond the obvious and come up with new story angles.