Now, I am just gonna put it out there. I am not a fan of WWE. Sorry, but I’m not. All I see when I watch it are some guys beating each other up for peoples entertainment. It’s like Roman gladiators… but with a lot less death. But, I am a fan of Harry Potter… the books anyway. Never got around to watching the movies, and I only read the books. They were great books that had great characters and weaved a good story. But, well, you wanna know why I hate crossovers. Because of shit like this. Harry Potter Joins the WWE… Great. Also, the author states that this story is fiction. Oh, that’s a relief. For a second there, I thought that wizards that can cast fucking spells that join wrestling was real.
So, it starts with Harry reading a magazine of RAW, about how an event between six wrestlers, (I don’t know who they are, so I won’t bother saying the names), is about to begin, so Harry leaves and runs to the stadium. I’m no wrestling expert, but aren’t these stadiums in America, and isn’t Harry in London. Unless he was teleporting there, it would make sense. But, nope, he is just running there. Already, I found a plot hole in this fanfic… this is gonna hurt me. I can tell.
So, as Harry watches the match, one of the wrestlers gets injured and can’t fight. So, Harry goes into the ring. Um, I’m pretty sure that people aren’t allowed to disrupt a match. Once Harry goes into the ring, he flies on his broomstick and shoots fire at everyone. Jesus Christ, Harry. You’re in a wrestling match, not in some fucking war. After that, we get a match that is just as well written as you think it is… and it isn’t. It’s poorly written.
So, after that, Harry wins the championship title belt. Um, no. What should happen is that Harry should be kicked out for interrupting the match, be banned from further matches, and be arrested for nearly killing five wrestlers with magic. So, the next day, Harry…. is somehow a part of the WWE. This makes no damn sense. Since when does interrupting a match make you a part of something. Then again, did this fanfic ever make sense from the beginning? Not really.
So, after Harry goes home, he worries that he is too strong, or, as we all know, HE’S A FUCKING CHEATER! HE USES MAGIC TO WIN! SINCE WHEN IS THAT FUCKING FAIR! Anyway, he decides to have one last match before retiring. The author then tells us that the finale will be in one week, and… nothing. The author just gave up. And this was made ten years ago. I’m pretty sure the author just said “fuck it” and gave up. Good. He quitted while he was ahead. And can you really blame him.
This fanfic makes no goddamn sense, and the characters are just fucking dull and boring. And even non-WWE fans can see why this fanfiction is a complete failure. It makes little to no sense, and is overall just bad. I mean, I’ve seen two cats fighting, and that was a better match than Harry Potter against a few wrestlers. Especially when you make it as bad as this fanfic. But, hey, that’s only my opinion. What’s Your Take
So, it starts with Harry reading a magazine of RAW, about how an event between six wrestlers, (I don’t know who they are, so I won’t bother saying the names), is about to begin, so Harry leaves and runs to the stadium. I’m no wrestling expert, but aren’t these stadiums in America, and isn’t Harry in London. Unless he was teleporting there, it would make sense. But, nope, he is just running there. Already, I found a plot hole in this fanfic… this is gonna hurt me. I can tell.
So, as Harry watches the match, one of the wrestlers gets injured and can’t fight. So, Harry goes into the ring. Um, I’m pretty sure that people aren’t allowed to disrupt a match. Once Harry goes into the ring, he flies on his broomstick and shoots fire at everyone. Jesus Christ, Harry. You’re in a wrestling match, not in some fucking war. After that, we get a match that is just as well written as you think it is… and it isn’t. It’s poorly written.
So, after that, Harry wins the championship title belt. Um, no. What should happen is that Harry should be kicked out for interrupting the match, be banned from further matches, and be arrested for nearly killing five wrestlers with magic. So, the next day, Harry…. is somehow a part of the WWE. This makes no damn sense. Since when does interrupting a match make you a part of something. Then again, did this fanfic ever make sense from the beginning? Not really.
So, after Harry goes home, he worries that he is too strong, or, as we all know, HE’S A FUCKING CHEATER! HE USES MAGIC TO WIN! SINCE WHEN IS THAT FUCKING FAIR! Anyway, he decides to have one last match before retiring. The author then tells us that the finale will be in one week, and… nothing. The author just gave up. And this was made ten years ago. I’m pretty sure the author just said “fuck it” and gave up. Good. He quitted while he was ahead. And can you really blame him.
This fanfic makes no goddamn sense, and the characters are just fucking dull and boring. And even non-WWE fans can see why this fanfiction is a complete failure. It makes little to no sense, and is overall just bad. I mean, I’ve seen two cats fighting, and that was a better match than Harry Potter against a few wrestlers. Especially when you make it as bad as this fanfic. But, hey, that’s only my opinion. What’s Your Take