So, as you may have already seen, I’ve finally got round to reading Harry Potter. After nearly 14 years of life on this earth. Yes, I’m sorry hardcore Potter fans, I just never got round to it, and in my list of books to read, it was never near the top.
But now, all that has changed.
*Dramatic, dun-dun-DUUUH music followed by spooky rendition of Harry Potter theme tune*
I, much to the despair of my family, have finished all seven books! To be accurate, I finished them a week ago, but only just got round to reviewing them. (My family despair because I wilfully neglected my school reading of Brideshead Revisited (review coming soon) in favour of J.K. Rowling’s magical offerings.)
I decided to put off the reading of another, intellectual book (spotting a pattern here?)-namely, The 10 o’Clock Question by Kate de Goldi-and instead review the final four Harry Potters as an alternative to science revision (yep, definitely a pattern). Overall, I have to say that once again, I loved the Harry Potter series-to such an extent that I am seriously considering reading the whole series again,starting from next week. Each of the books were truly magical, and differed slightly from the one before- the Goblet of Fire seemed perfectly innocent with just a hint of trouble, right the way up to the final few chapters, which kept the reader hooked and excited,wondering why the supposedly fatal Triwizard Tournament was going just a little too smoothly for all to be well. The Order of the Phoenix quickly gathers pace as the hideous Dolores Umbridge joins Hogwarts as the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, and soon fills the newly-created position of ‘Hogwarts High Inquisitor’. After acknowledging and physically forming a resistance army to fight Voldemort (the Order of the Phoenix), Harry begins to suffer from strange glimpses into Voldemort’s mind. These dreams culminate in a battle at the Ministry of Magic, and the death of Sirius Black, Harry’s new-found godfather (I will admit, there were a few shouted words of anger and nearly tears when this plot twist was unveiled).
The penultimate book, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, is a complicated, twisting plot, involving the mysterious ‘Half-Blood Prince’ as Harry’s greatest help in Potions, a potential double agent in Snape and the death of the great Albus Dumbledore(why, Rowling, WHYYYY???). The finale to the series is Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, featuring a change of scenery as Hermione, Ron and Harry venture out alone in search of Voldemort’s Horcruxes, and the three legendary ‘Deathly Hallows’. The series concludes with a large battle at Hogwarts, with many deaths including those of Fred Weasley, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks and the Creevey brothers (HAVEN’T YOU ALREADY MADE YOUR POINT WITH SIRIUS AND DUMBLEDORE, J.K. ROWLING? WHY DO YOU HAVE TO KEEP DOING THIS TO ME?). Harry then decides to sacrifice his life in the hope of saving the world and destroying Voldemort, but manages to meet Dumbledore in a kind of pre-death state of limbo, and come back to life just in time to kill Voldemort (yet still managing to avoid using an Unforgivable Curse and by just using a simple spell, ‘Expelliarmus’).
Although at points we have to slightly suspend our disbelief, the final book is a worthy end to one of the fiction series of all time,filled with heartwrenching twists and heartstopping turns. I thoroughly recommend the books, but want to ask- is it wrong that I start to feel sorry for Voldemort?
An Overthinking (Bookaholic) Teenager