Chapter 33. The Prince's Tale.

Harry remained kneeling at Snape's side,

simply staring down at him until, quite suddenly,

a high, cold voice spoke so close to them that Harry jumped to his feet.

The flask gripped tightly in his hands,

thinking that Voldemort had re-entered the room.

I'm Caspar Terkele.

And I'm Vanessa Zoltan. And this is Harry Potter and The Sacred Text.

Before we dive into this week's episode, everyone,

just a reminder that you can always find ad-free episodes on Apple Podcasts and Patreon.

And this week, if you are a patron, you will hear Vanessa and I talk about my new

favorite question I want to ask everyone, which is, what would be the best law to leave behind on

your deathbed? Obviously, Snape is revealing a lot of information here. What would you want to share?

So if you want to listen to that conversation, come join us at patreon.com slash harry potter sacred text.

But this week, Vanessa, we're talking about the theme of imagination, and it's your turn to tell us a story.

What's your got?

So when I was 12 years old, I got my first migraine, and I remember it so vividly because I'd never experienced pain like that.

It was just a very sort of typical migraine. I was throwing up. I was really sensitive to light

and sound. My mom brought like a bowl for me to have by my bed, and otherwise I had my head like under

my pillow, and my mom was so sweet, and she was rubbing my back. And she asked me, is there anything

I can do? And I remember visualizing. It felt like my brain was a rubber band, that the rubber

band was being pulled, really taught.

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