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“Yes, alive,” said Fudge. “That is — I don’t know — is a man alive if he can’t be killed? I don’t really understand it, and Dumbledore won’t explain properly — but anyway, he’s certainly got a body and is walking and talking and killing, so I suppose, for the purposes of our discussion, yes, he’s alive.”

Quote by J. K. Rowling

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Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

In this sixth installment of the Harry Potter series, the protagonist, Harry Potter, continues his quest to understand the dark magic that threatens the wizarding world. The novel delves deeper into the history of Lord Voldemort, revealing the origins of his power and the identity of his parentage. Harry's journey is marked by the discovery of a mysterious textbook left by a former student known as the Half-Blood Prince, which contains valuable insights into dark magic. As Harry and his friends navigate the complexities of their magical education and face new challenges, they must also confront the growing threat of Voldemort's return. more

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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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