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Q.) If Harry and Edward had to duel against each other using their own abilities, who do you think would win?

Meyer:

A.) Oh gosh, don’t get mad at me but I don’t know what a wizard fight looks like in her (JKRowling's) head. I know what it looks like in the filmes so I have to go on what it looks like in the movies. But here is the thing, if it’s possible for a human to pato a wand being shot at them; a vampire is not going to have a problem. The fight would be over in .01 segundos because Edward would be across the room snapping his (Harry's) neck. He would be done. He wouldn’t even have time to say his spell word. I’m sorry but Edward would win that one.

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This was an interview done in 08 I think por MuggleNet podcast. I personally think it's ridiculous (and I feel the need to Crucio her).. but do you agree?
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The Boy Who Lived turns 33 today (age determined por Muggles That Rule The Internet), and he’s probably having a pretty great day. His kids aren’t yet at Hogwarts, so — if I can get a little fã fiction-y on you for a moment — he’s probably just spending the dia with Ginny, James Sirius, Albus Severus, and Lily Luna. His life is a lot easier now; not having a noseless mass murderer breathing down your neck (and in your head!) does wonders for your stress level. There’s a reason J.K. Rowling focused the story on his teenage years and isn’t currently composição literária an eighth book called...
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I ran up to my room and flopped onto my bed. How could this have happened? There must have been a mistake. I buried my head into my travesseiro and thought of what I would have to do as a muggle. I'd have to go to a muggle school, and make muggle friends. I'd have to get a job and earn muggle money... Which I don't understand. I heard a quiet knock on my door. "Ron?" I heard a voice ask. I didn't reply. The door opened and I felt a weight upon the bottom of my bed. "Ron, it will be alright" I heard my dad say. "Why has this happened?" I turned over and asked my dad. He was still wearing his work...
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