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“Was it - was she making a real prediction?' Dumbledore looked mildly impressed. 'Do you know, Harry, I think she might have been,' he said thoughtfully. 'Who'd have thought it? That brings her total of real predictions up to two. I should offer her a pay raise.”

Quote by J. K. Rowling

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J. K. Rowling
J. K. Rowling

J.K. Rowling is a renowned British author, born on July 31, 1965. She gained worldwide fame for her Harry Potter series, which achieved immense success in various forms, including books, movies, video games, and theme parks. Rowling's works are celebrated for their rich imagination, profound themes, and unique narrative style. more

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