“Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple.”
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Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows, J.K Rowling
I get a lot of questions on whether I am still as crazy about Harry Potter, as I was back when I first read it. My answer is no! Because the first time Harry walked into Diagon Alley, I was mesmerized by the storefronts. When they walked into the Great Hall, I was amazed by it’s decor. The first time the moving stairs were described, I was in awe! Every year they fought Voldemort, I feared how it will end. And at the end of every book, I would wait for my next year in Hogwarts!
So yes if you ask me whether I am still as crazy, I would say no! But this book would remain the first and the oldest amongst all. My heart still skips a beat on the mere mention of anything from this world. My journey from platform nine and three-quarters started 19 years ago, and it continues to be the most magical one ever!
The first of September will always be the day to go back home! Because I know for a fact that whether I go back by page or by the big screen, Hogwarts would always be there to welcome me home. After all this time. Always.