If you don’t believe me, ask everyone around you to name their favourite Harry Potter character. You’ll hear more names of imaginary creatures than you will of people of colour.

I did it right now: Snape. Fred. Tonks. Dobby.

Not Kingsley Shacklebolt. Not Cho Chang. And, understandably, not the Patil sisters. There’s not enough material. There’s not enough attention.

Cho Chang is supposed to be of Chinese descent, but a Google search tells me that “Cho” and “Chang” are Korean last names.

Rowling was also recently accused of appropriating Native American culture to suit her story on Pottermore.

And, of course, I will never get over Padma and Parvati's horrifying Yule Ball get-ups.

In Rowling’s defence, her universe was created at a time when our real world was far less conscious of diversity represented in pop culture. And also in her defence, she’s made some efforts to have her universe keep up with ours.

She won hearts around the world, especially of LGBTQ readers, when she declared that Dumbledore is gay. There’s no mention of his homosexuality in the books (the undercurrents between him and Grindelwald feel like a stretch) but, as the real world became more inclusive of orientations, she claimed that hers always had been.