When Harry Potter escaped from the Dursley's in The Prisoner of Azkaban, he was picked up by the Night Bus, a service for wizards and witches. The bus took him on a very fast journey to The Leaky Cauldron (that's in London, Ern!). The Bus, like most magical things in life, goes completely unnoticed by muggles (non-magical folk) much like the beauty and magic in life's ordinary things go unnoticed by most people. Inside, magic twists reality into a microcosm of the real world, safe and secure and beautiful.
This book, then, imitates the Night Bus. My photography takes ordinary, every day things and tries to show their beauty and magic. Harry said (The Goblet of Fire) "I love magic!"