You really can't believe someone would create a world so wonderful and fantastic that you long for it to be real and you're so underwhelmed at your own life because driving to work is never going to be cooler than getting there through the Floo network or flushing yourself down a toilet. You'll never get to experience what it's really like to fly on a broomstick and you want Beaky to be your friend instead of your rubbish, non flying Scottish terrier than won't even touch the dead ferrets you throw at him. Ungrateful so and so.
