*J.K. Rowling is digging through a trash can for food when Dick suddenly appears*
Dick: J. K. Rowling?
J. K. Rowling: Cor blimey! Are you an angel?
Dick: I am from the future. In 15 years' time you will be a best selling children's author who's net worth is more than 1 billion american dollars.
J. K. Rowling: I had an idea about a boy wizard.
Dick: No. Your books will be about a magical raccoon. He has an afro. His name is Squiggles, and he shoots pixie dust out of his bunghole.
J. K. Rowling: Thank you. I'll start right away.