We were the only generation who saw Harry Potter and lived with him. We were the only ones who could see a Hippogriff. We were the only ones who cried for Cedric’s death. We were the only ones whose breaths were held during the Battle of Hogwarts. We were the only ones who searched for the Half-Blood Prince. We were the only ones who hated J.K. Rowling for killing off a character. And we were the only ones who wished to have the Deathly Hallows. We are the wizarding generation, and the wizarding generation will remain.