I (finally) saw Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II.
And it was epic and awesome. I do not mean this in the diluted sense the internet has bred, but in the older sense of veneration for something.
I cried when Fred died.
I cried when Lupin's ghost comforted Harry.
I cried pretty much every time a member of the Hogwarts faculty appeared. The
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