It all started with Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. I bet I'm not the only one that's guilty of waiting around on their eleventh birthday for their letter from Hogwarts. I swear I still have PTSD from that day. For those of you who haven't read it (what have you been doing with your lives, might I ask?) this is the book that started it all. Harry, an eleven year old kid, parent-less, friendless, and poor, finds himself in a world of mystery and magic. He's famous for the undoing of a powerful and evil wizard who killed many grown wizards, but couldn't kill baby Harry, he just got his well-known lightning bolt scar. He meets life-long friends, Ron, Hermione, and Hagrid to name a few, establishes himself as more than just a famous name and scar, and turns out to be wonderful at Quidditch player(their sport). The book builds up to the climax at the end, where Harry meets Voldemort once again (the bad guy) and takes him down. It is revealed by Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, that Harry's mother died to save Harry's life, and because of her love and sacrifice, Voldemort cannot hurt Harry because he's like pure evil.