Voldemort vs. Papa Smurf
Thanks to reruns of the old Smurfs cartoon and the new Smurfs movie (which they saw advertisements for when we went to see the Winnie the Pooh movie), my boys have suddenly found an interest in the Smurfs. My oldest has already memorized when they’re on and will want to change the channel when the airing time approaches.
NHL has also formed an interest in Harry Potter. We caught some of Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets on TV one day and was transfixed. So we took Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone out of the library and watched it with him (and JSL too). NHL loved it from the first moments of Harry discovering his talents to the ending battle. We think he’s developed a crush on Hermione as he specifically begged us to get him the Lego Harry Potter set with her in it.
Anyway, while shopping this past weekend, NHL spotted a Smurfs activity/coloring book. He looked through it quickly, spotted the evil wizard who tries to capture the Smurfs and commented to me that Voldemort was in the book. After prompting from me and a bit of rethinking, he recalled that Gargamel, not Voldemort was actually the Smurfs’ foe.
Being the geek that I am, I began picturing what would happen if Voldemort happened upon the Smurfs. At first, it might seem a slaughter fest as Voldemort Avada Kedavra’s Smurf after Smurf. (Perhaps Cruciatus-ing a few for fun.)
Of course, in Harry Potter’s world, love seems to be a magic in and of itself. Love prevents Voldemort from killing Harry when he was a mere infant. Love protected Harry long after his mother’s death. Love was the one magic that Voldemort couldn’t quite understand. Given how lovey-dovey the Smurfs tend to be, maybe the battle wouldn’t be so cut and dried.
In a one-on-one duel, Papa Smurf would be toast, but, in a guerilla war against Voldemort, they might just stand a chance. The Smurfs seem especially good at hiding and Papa Smurf knows his way around magic. He would undoubtedly consult various magic texts and have his army of Smurfs help him assemble some potion to affect Voldemort. Perhaps a pair of shoes that force Voldemort to dance forever while the Smurfs sing? Truly a fate worse than death!
And yes, I’m aware that I’m a huge geek for even contemplating this whole scenario due to my son’s misstated name.