The reviews I posted were all written by me when I was 13 or 4 years old! Some people even scold me for being hypocritical without reading it!
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"You'll stay with me?" "Always until the very end." But why did you say "It really is the very end." at the premiere. Remember 4 Privet Drive, that was my first time Seeing you don't know why, from that time on, I knew that you would really appear in my life. But I don't know, it will be so profound. I once said, from this day on, I will abandon you and start my new life. But I found that my every move was about you, every tone, every phrase was about you. I don't know how to forget all the jokes you've told me so many times, I don't know how I can stop thinking about every spell you've chanted, I don't know how I can erase your name from the table I've carved because inside my room , that has accumulated 10 years of details about you, the more I try to forget it once, but it is still so clear. It turns out that I can't expel you after all. If I have to forcibly divide my life into two parts, it will be the days when I never met you and the days when I meet you. I remember every time you were uneasy but still strong, I remember the jack-o-lantern that never went out on the roof of Hogwarts, and I remember every habit I formed because of you. But now, before I'm ready, time pushes you into that familiar carriage without hesitation. I know you'll never come back in the afterglow this time. I shouted and chased you, who had no turning back. But in the end, I was overwhelmed, standing there unstoppably lost, facing a world without you. How I hope that this is the first time I met you, just like the first time I was moved by that black-haired boy with round eyes. You are those eyes full of emerald green, the proud back sitting on the sweeping seven stars, and the smiling staring eyes floating on the window. I said I was going to be like you, always strong and brave, but I was really scared, "Harry." This time, there was no answer. Why don't you climb up in the translucent haze like before... Why don't you walk through the tears in the silver light like before... That was the first time I knew you too, and what it means to disappear. Maybe before long I'll forget what you said to yourself in the cupboard Forget how many times you fought tirelessly for the people you love Finding everything about you in this city Forgetting how to carefully cut out every word about you in a magazine Forgetting to get down on a bad classmate for a poster with you Forget to swear for you, to cross the Atlantic to see the Union Jack under the same sky Maybe one day, I will forget how I loved you with all my heart, but I will always remember how brave you were live. I don't know if anyone is like me, who resisted crying the moment Dobby closed his eyes, but wept as Harry looked unarmed at the burning castle; when Snape struggled to die in Lily There was not a single tear in his eyes, but when he saw the Forbidden Forest again, he heard Lily say "You are so brave." and burst into tears. I've heard countless people say to me that I'm not worth it, for a corny bedtime story, for a movie that's getting worse and worse, for a world that never existed. But ten years have passed, so why would I give up on you for some irrelevant people? It took us ten years to accompany you through difficult and disturbing journeys, it took ten years to be moved to tears for you and your companions, it took ten years to witness your seemingly incredible promise, it took ten years to Love you and support you. There must be countless people like me who, in these fleeting years with you, challenged unfulfilled dreams again and again because of you, and in the last days, sincerely saddened by your passing. When we first met, the whole world was madly applauding for you, but we walked into your world ignorantly; Accompanying, some people left with the fading craze, but we still cheered your name and stopped In this wizarding world; and later, when you become a cliché, when they casually mock you, and even yell around us "Are you still watching Harry Potter?" I still cherish every word you said. Until now, everything will come to an end. In their eyes, you are still that naive fairy tale, that flawed movie, that phrase "The end of magic, ten years Harry" posted in the movie theater. But maybe you don't understand, how we I have remembered you with heart; maybe you don't understand, how we put the memory of you in the place closest to our heart; maybe you don't understand, how we treat you as an inseparable part of us; Maybe, you really don't understand, this is how I miss you every day. When I was eleven years old, a young man with green eyes passed by here. Maybe you will look back and find that I am here too. I don't know if I will still see you on platform 9 and 3/4 in the next ten years, will you still be talking at that time" Just
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