Reflection · Books · Life What a children's book got right about love, identity, and the mirrors we refuse to stop staring into. There is a scene in Harry Potter I keep returning to — and it is not the one with the dragon or the troll or the chess match, but the one where an eleven-year-old boy finds a mirror in an unused classroom and cannot stop going back to it. The mirror shows him his dead parents. He has never met them. He goes back every night. Dumbledore eventually pulls him away and says something that took me years to …
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