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30 Spells in 30 Days - all leading to "The End"


"It All Ends" on July 15. This is a countdown for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2


The blog will feature one Spell or Curse a day from the Harry Potter series all leading to the showing of the 8th and final movie.
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“Harry, Harry, Harry,” said Lockhart, reaching out and grasping his shoulder. “I understand. Natural to want a bit more once you’ve had that first taste — and I blame myself for giving you that, because it was bound to go to your head — but see here, young man, you can’t start flying cars to try and get yourself noticed. Just calm down, all right? Plenty of time for all that when you’re older. Yes, yes, I know what you’re thinking! ‘It’s all right for him, he’s an internationally famous wizard already!’ But when I was twelve, I was just as much of a nobody as you are now. In fact, I’d say I was even more of a nobody! I mean, a few people have heard of you, haven’t they? All that business with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named!” He glanced at the lightning scar on Harry’s forehead. “I know, I know — it’s not quite as good as winning Witch Weekly’s Most Charming Smile Award five times in a row, as I have — but it’s a start, Harry, it’s a start.”

He gave Harry a hearty wink and strode off. Harry stood stunned for a few seconds…

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Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

JK Rowling

"Swish and Flick!"
— Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone
"Yo momma’s so fat, her patronus’ patronus has it’s own patronus."
The death that almost everyone forgot..

The death that almost everyone forgot..

"On a scale of 1 to Lord Voldemort, how awkward are your hugs?"
"That awkward moment when #pssst trends and people don’t realize it means ‘go screw yourself’ in Parseltongue. Foolish muggles."
— Lord_Voldemort7

(Source: twitter.com)

The night wet and windy, two children dressed as pumpkins waddling across the square and the shop windows covered in paper spiders, all the tawdry Muggle trappings of a world in which they did not believe … And he was gliding along, that sense of purpose and power and rightness in him that he always knew on these occasions … Not anger … that was for weaker souls than he … but triumph, yes … He had waited for this, he had hoped for it …  
"Nice costume, mister!" 
He saw the small boy’s smile falter as he ran near enough to see beneath the hood of the cloak, saw the fear cloud his pained face: Then the child turned and ran away … Beneath the robe he fingered the handle of his wand … One simple movement and the child would never reach his mother … but unnecessary, quite unnecessary …  
And along a new and darker street he moved, and now his destination was in sight at last, the Fidelius Charm broken, though they did not know it yet … And he made less noise than the dead leaves slithering along the pavement as he drew level with the dark hedge, and steered over it …  
They had not drawn the curtains; he saw them quite clearly in their little sitting room, the tall black-haired man in his glasses, making puffs of colored smoke erupt from his wand for the amusement of the small black-haired boy in his blue pajamas. The child was laughing and trying to catch the smoke, to grab it in his small fist …  
A door opened and the mother entered, saying words he cold not hear, her long dark-red hair falling over her face. Now the father scooped up the son and handed him to the mother. He threw his wand down upon the sofa and stretched, yawning…  
The gate creaked a little as he pushed it open, but James Potter did not hear. His white hand pulled out the wand beneath his cloak and pointed it at the door, which burst open… 
He was over the threshold as James came sprinting into the hall. It was easy, too easy, he had not even picked up his wand …  
"Lily, take Harry and go! It’s him! Go! Run! I’ll hold him off!" 
Hold him off, without a wand in his hand! … He laughed before casting the curse … 
"Avada Kedavra!" 
The green light filled the cramped hallway, it lit the pram pushed against the wall, it made the banisters glow like lighting rods, and James Potter fell like a marionette whose strings were cut … 
He could hear her screaming from the upper floor, trapped, but as long as she was sensible, she, at least, had nothing to fear … He climbed the steps, listening with faint amusement to her attempts to barricade herself in … She had no wand upon her either … 
How stupid they were, and how trusting, thinking that their safety lay in friends, that weapons could be discarded even for moments…  
He forced the door open, cast aside the chair and boxes hastily piled against it with one lazy wave of his wand … and there she stood, the child in her arms. At the sight of him, she dropped her son into the crib behind her and threw her arms wide, as if this would help, as if in shielding him from sight she hoped to be chosen instead …  
"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!" 
"Stand aside, you silly girl… stand aside, now." 
"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead —" 
"This is my last warning —"  
"Not Harry! Please … have mercy … have mercy … Not Harry! Not Harry! Please — I’ll do anything …" 
"Stand aside. Stand aside, girl!" 
He could have forced her away from the crib, but it seemed more prudent to finish them all …  
The green light flashed around the room and she dropped like her husband. The child had not cried all this time. He could stand, clutching the bars of his crib, and he looked up into the intruder’s face with a kind of bright interest, perhaps thinking that it was his father who hid beneath the cloak, making more pretty lights, and his mother would pop up any moment, laughing —  
He pointed the wand very carefully into the boy’s face: He wanted to see it happen, the destruction of this one, inexplicable danger. The child began to cry: It had seen that he was not James. He did not like it crying, he had never been able to stomach the small ones whining in the orphanage —  
"Avada Kedavra!" 
And then he broke. He was nothing, nothing but pain and terror, and he must hide himself, not here in the rubble of the ruined house, where the child was trapped screaming, but far away … far away …  
“Avada Kedavra’s a curse that needs a powerful bit of magic behind it - you could all get your wands out and point them at me and say the words, and I doubt I’d get so much as a nosebleed.”—Barty Crouch, Jr. as Alastor Moody[src]The Avada Kedavra Curse (also known as the Killing Curse[4]) is aspell that causes instantaneous death and is one of the threeUnforgivable Curses. It is considered to be the worst one of the three.
The only known counter-spell is Sacrificial protection. However, one may dodge the green bolt, block with physical barrier, or intercept the bolt with another spell. An explosion or green fire may result if the spell hits something other than a living target.
Only two wizards are known to have survived blows from this deadly curse: Harry Potter and Lord Voldemort. Harry survived two direct attacks: once in 1981 after his mother’s self-sacrificing love protected him from Lord Voldemort, and once in 1998 after the curse, cast again by Voldemort, served only to destroy the fragment of the dark wizard’s soul that lived in Harry. Lord Voldemort remained alive after the aforementioned curse from 1981rebounded and struck him because of his Horcruxes. Voldemort was notorious for using this curse regularly and indiscriminately. Its incantation is Avada Kedavra.

Avada Kedavra’s a curse that needs a powerful bit of magic behind it - you could all get your wands out and point them at me and say the words, and I doubt I’d get so much as a nosebleed.
Barty Crouch, Jr. as Alastor Moody[src]

The Avada Kedavra Curse (also known as the Killing Curse[4]) is aspell that causes instantaneous death and is one of the threeUnforgivable Curses. It is considered to be the worst one of the three.

The only known counter-spell is Sacrificial protection. However, one may dodge the green bolt, block with physical barrier, or intercept the bolt with another spell. An explosion or green fire may result if the spell hits something other than a living target.

Only two wizards are known to have survived blows from this deadly curse: Harry Potter and Lord Voldemort. Harry survived two direct attacks: once in 1981 after his mother’s self-sacrificing love protected him from Lord Voldemort, and once in 1998 after the curse, cast again by Voldemort, served only to destroy the fragment of the dark wizard’s soul that lived in Harry. Lord Voldemort remained alive after the aforementioned curse from 1981rebounded and struck him because of his HorcruxesVoldemort was notorious for using this curse regularly and indiscriminately. Its incantation is Avada Kedavra.

"…the fact remains he can move faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo when he wants to…"
— Fred Weasley (JK Rowling)