A Wizard in your midst.

When I lived with Herman Slater in the early 90s, he tagged me as the best conjurer he had ever met. I didn't much believe in magic, but I did see that what I used to dismiss as an abundance of coincidence, could be seen as conjuring.

I would go to the store, whice was empty all day, and take a handful of Tonka beans and smash them on the sidewalk in front of the store on a slow day, and 9 out of 10 times there was a crowd of customers in the place inside of an hour.

If I mentioned someone's name, they would appear out of the blue.

Alcohol and drugs quelled all that a long time ago, but recently I looked up 'Conjurer' in the dictionary, and the first definition was 'Wizard'

I'm Harry "fucking' Potter.