“Bill and Fleur’s cottage stood alone on a cliff overlooking the sea, its walls embedded with shells and whitewashed… Wherever Harry went inside the tiny cottage or its garden, he could hear the constant ebb and flow of the sea, like the breathing of some great, slumbering creature. He spent much of the next few days making excuses to escape the crowded cottage, craving the cliff-top view of open sky and wide, empty sea, and the feel of cold, salty wind on his face.”
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It’s 2013 and we still don’t have a Harry Potter theme park in Great Britain.
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I want to turn my classmates into avoxes.
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We accept the awards we think we deserve.
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