I remember staying up late at night just to beg the higher power to throw me into Hogwarts while I'm asleep. I remember whispering "alohomora" to the padlock whenever I lose my keys for my grade school locker. I remember faith in the existence of Hogwarts. Now, its all over. Just eight full-length films featuring a world I have repeatedly begged to be a part of.
I can't even start put an outline into this mixture of emotions. As if I do not want to understand it because when you understand, you close the inquiry. I don't like endings.
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