Even the rocks would cry out

I have this theory. It's been rolling around in my head ever since I was a freshman in high school, shortly after I finished reading the Harry Potter series. It came to me one night as I was lying in bed, thinking about the books. With a jolt, I realized that Harry is an allegory for Jesus. Maybe not quite on the same level as Aslan is in the Narnia series, but an allegory nonetheless. In the series, it is revealed that there was a prophecy that a powerful wizard would bring down the evil one, Voldemort. So naturally, when Voldemort finds out there was a child born that fit the prophecy, he tried to kill Harry. But he didn't die. His parents died instead, and it was actually his mother's love that shielded him from Voldemort's spell. Flashforward to the end of the series, Voldemort has killed Harry and is rejoicing in his victory and laughing at the ones who tried to oppose him. But plot twist! Harry's not dead! So, Harry kills Voldemort once and for all, forever ridding the wizard world of his evil. Sound familiar? It should. You see, my theory is, the desire and need for a savior runs so deep in our souls that people can't help but write about it. I mean, think about it. So many action stories revolve around a hero and an enemy. Many times, the hero sacrifices themselves to defeat the enemy. (Allegiant, anyone? Endgame? I could go on.) The hero doesn't always come back, but the parallel is much more obvious when they do. So you see, just like how even the stones cry out and declare the glory of God, so do our stories. Whether any of these parallels are intentional or not, and many of them aren't, they're still there. And they all point back to one story.