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“It seemed to take Sirius an age to fall: his body curved in a graceful arc as he sank backwards through the ragged veil hanging from the arch.”

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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