The end of
the Harry Potter series was an exciting yet extremely sad experience by the
time the last book had come out. I was full of anticipation to witness the fates
of these characters I had come to know and love and for some, hate. Now, as I
continue to reread them, the conclusion of the seventh book always brings about
bittersweet feelings for the brilliancy of J. K. Rowling’s writing and the
thought that they will never come again.
I will say,
having re-read the series several times, I have come to question specific
scenes in the books as well as the characters. In regards to Dumbledore, I
still don’t believe that I’ve made up my mind about how I feel about him. I do
believe the final book gave some reality to Dumbledore by showing some of his
faults. So often, Dumbledore is seen as this “God-like” character but by the
seventh, he falls pretty far from this standard. I do not believe that the
events exposed in the seventh book- Dumbledore’s relationship with Grindelwald,
and his touchy relationship with his hidden family- should affect how we see
Dumbledore without lessening our respect or admiration for him. Admittedly, I’m
still trying to find a way to do this. I believe it would have been less of a
blow to have known some of Dumbledore’s past sprinkled throughout the series.
In regard to
Harry, Ron, and Hermione, by the end of the series, they became more real to
me, like friends or peers. At first, I saw them just as characters on a page to
perform certain roles, but by the end of the series, you begin to see them as
real and complex characters that grow up alongside you. There isn’t a specific scene
that I can allude to, it’s just the general feeling I had throughout the series
and by the end, it was like saying goodbye to real characters.
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