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Huwebes, Agosto 25, 2011

12 Years of Rowling's Magic: My Final Tribute to Harry Potter

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"If you are a fan of Harry twelve years since, you would really cry. A lot of scenes were cathartic. I love the scene of McGonagall defending Harry, Snape as he dies and in Pensieve, and Mrs Weasley beating Bellatrix. But the bottomline is, after twelve years of Potter's Magic, 'tis all goodbye to Harry. Thank you for those wonderful and magical years. Thank you Dame Joanne Rowling for the world you've created for us." This was my initial outburst after watching the last installment of the Harry Potter movie franchise. Historical. Nostalgic.

Summer 1999, my cousin handed me a brown book with a drawing of Mary GrandPre of somewhat a caricature of a boy flying on a broomstick with a lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead. To be honest, because of the childish drawing of the book, and am not into novels and of similar literary-types when I was eleven, I'm not quite interested with the book. But after opening the pages and read every characters on that book, its charms made me subdue as it brought me into a new world, a world fitting to every children and young adults during that time.

As I entered High School, it seems that I'm the only person in class who knows Harry, Hermione and Ron (of course include Dumbledore, Hagrid, McGonagall, Snape and others). Then, here comes my sophomore year, the first adaptation of Harry Potter was about to be released. It is when Harry Potter-mania began. Before the movie was actually released, a lot of people, after reading the book, would always pronounce Ms. Granger's given name as Her-mi-yown as opposed to Her-ma-yo-ni (HER-my-uh-nee). Nonetheless, the name was quite new and was very uncommon.

Summer, twelve years after, I have to say goodbye to our everdearest boy wizard.

True, all of the characters grew in and with us. It was like growing with Harry, Hermione and Ron. Reading the book, the story per se, was like traveling and accompanying the characters in their adventures. Success and failures, happiness and sorrows, pleasure and pain, and life and death were part of the package. We all celebrate in every victory, and cried in every lost. We lost Cedric, then Sirius, then Dumbledore, then Mad-Eye, Dobby, Fred, Remus, Tonks, and Snape. But their deaths were never put in vain - it all led to Lord Voldemort's defeat.

At the end of the day, though Harry Potter's paradigm (good vs. evil) is simple, we all loved Harry, and it will always be. A thank you is not enough for an era of fantasy brought by a single mom who made every Potter-heads her children in sharing us the story of the BOY WHO LIVED. Indeed, Harry's existence made each of us happier than we ought to be.

Cheers Harry! See you soon mate!

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