As the credits rolled, the rain stopped.
Chhotu’s father, Mr. Gupta, a man who believed in practical magic—the kind that came from a properly wired fuse—walked in with two cups of chai. "Yeh angrezon ka jaadu? Hamare yahan toh shakuntala aur mayavi aatmaon ki kahaniyaan hain," he grumbled. (This magic of the English? We have stories of Shakuntala and mystical spirits.) harry potter deathly hallows part 1 in hindi
Ron, drenched and heartbroken, Disapparated. As the credits rolled, the rain stopped