The Luggage and the Bursa

There's such a nice relationship between the two of them, even though one of them isn't really even a person. I love how much the luggage sort of kind of loves him, but not quite. And we meet the luggage like a cat curled up sleeping on top of a wardrobe. You know, which is where all luggage goes to hibernate in between uses. One thing that's never addressed in the books is whether all wizards have to be the eighth son of an eighth son. We never find that out. There's no talented muggles, kind of. But I can't imagine that Rinswint is the eighthSon of an eighth Son. That means a lot