The final Harry Potter book.
I got Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows at midnight on Friday of last week.
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When I got home I read it until around 6 am, and then had to work 3-10 the following day. When I got home that night I read until the early hours again and finished the book. And I thoroughly enjoyed it. Except perhaps the epilogue, which left a lot to be desired, and this is a view held by many Potter fans.
Amid all the predictions as to who would die and who would live, the one I made was that the barman of the pub, the Hog’s Head, was Dumbledore’s brother. And guess who was right? That’s right, I was. My sleuthing skills alerted me to this over the course of my many re-reads of the series. Aside from this, I won’t give away any spoilers, just in case some of the readers haven’t read the book and intend to.
It’s a great book to end my favourite series of all time. I cannot stress enough how good the books are. The films have given such a false impression of the books, and it irritates me. The books have been so well planned, and I do consider JK Rowling to be nothing short of a genius (and I truly hate how this word is bandied about these days).
Go read them.
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