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Harry Potter: The Brave or The Blockhead?

"The Boy Who Lived", as they say,

Why was Harry Potter the prey?

And how did he survive his predator?

Are the secrets known, or are still undercover?


Harry Potter, the "valiant", the "brave",

How many people did he actually save?

Was he even really that significant?

Or was he just someone with unwise exuberance?


He was one with courage, I'd agree, of course,

But I'll tell you why he's not in Ravenclaw,

He's filled with nonsensical mindsets,

And dangerous ideas that can make one fret.


Was he as powerful as we were told he was?

I believe it's not real and thus,

I shall conclude that Harry Potter, however,

Is not the figure we all imagine.


But let me stop you right here,

Before you threaten me to boot me with fear,

Harry Potter was famous not because of his power,

But the protection from his mother, just an extra layer.


But Harry Potter was a daredevil, venturous boy,

He showcased personalities none could show or tell,

And he won victory against Voldemort's ploys,

He didn't murder him; but reversed Voldy's spell.


So in the end, in the actual conclusion, 

Harry Potter was doughty and gallant,

But Harry Potter will, always, be,

The most unwise, rash yet a person who is valiant.






Comments

  1. T.SrinivasanSeptember 26, 2024 at 7:00 PM

    Your review about the character Harry Potter and the write up shows your deep involvement in reading the novel Harry Potter. Good attempt Shriyandhaa. I have not read the book but I can understand from your review and thoughts the the Hero is having different personalities. Thank you for the review
    From
    Pushpa Patti

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  2. AnonymousSeptember 26, 2024 at 8:37 PM

    Keep it up

    Congrats

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  3. AnonymousSeptember 26, 2024 at 8:55 PM

    This is Pushkala. Honestly I have not read Harry Potter. But that movie created a big sensation for many years. I remember Pushpa paati say... some years back, Shriyandha loves Harry Potter and she had read all the volumes".No doubt you have done a great job 👍
    Best wishes to you🎈🎉❤️

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  4. ChellaSeptember 26, 2024 at 9:13 PM

    Yes he is a bundle of valour, temperamental, studious, honoring friendship, sympathiser of Toby and elves..... Having all the traits of a normal human. Well articulated

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  5. AnonymousSeptember 26, 2024 at 9:31 PM

    So true !!! This is why my least fave character is Harry. He always needs help from others to do anything !!!

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  6. Shyamala NSeptember 27, 2024 at 1:46 PM

    Awwww!! You broke my heart with this poem , Shriyan!! 💔 let me see if I can make you see things a little differently!

    In chemistry , there’s a concept of ‘activation energy’. You take any chemical reaction , for any changes to start occurring, Activation Energy needs to be provided. In case of photosynthesis , it is the sunlight; in some cases you have to manually stir the reactants in order for them to move and break the bonds they have and thereby start reacting. True, Harry did take loads of help from people at various junctures, but what he did was - provide the ‘activation energy’ to bring about a change. He seeded the ideas directly or indirectly in most cases for people to then build upon and take care of the execution part. That was his core strength. In a few cases , even constantly lamenting about a few things worked out as the initial seeding to set things in motion!

    It is very good to see that you are able to bring forth a point after reading the story, assimilating it and then forming your own conclusion! That is the process that kick starts thought leadership in people ! You are sure to go places da kanna!

    Loads of love to you!!

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