Saturday, April 25, 2015

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone



      Harry Potter is one of my favorite books and it was also one of the books which made me want to become an author. Harry Potter is all about a simple boy who became a wizard and discovers magical things. It may sound like a very simple story, but believe me. It's more complicated and fun as you think. Harry Potter was written by J.K Rowling. Today I'll be doing my second book review about a very popular life-changing book. 

      Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone begins with a big beefy man named Vernon Dursley. He had a son named Dudley Dursley and a wife named Petunia Dursley. The Dursleys never got into foolish nonsense since they were just so normal, thank you very much. The family lived in Little Whining Street, Privet Drive. One day, Vernon was on the way to work and sees a strange weird cat looking at maps and staring all over the place. After that, he sees weird people in cloaks rejoicing. They say that You-Know-Who also known as He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has gone away. Whatever that meant. He then ignores them and goes to work. Night came and he went back home. He again sees the strange cat and ignores it. Once everyone was asleep, no one realized that a crazy dressed old man wearing a violet cloak was outside  Privet Drive at this late hour. The man took something looking like a silver cigarette lighter out of his pocket and all of the headlights in Privet Drive were one by one immediately lit up by this old man. He then talks to the strange cat right outside the Dursleys. 
"Fancy seeing you here, Professor McGonagall." 
The strange cat disappeared and was replaced by a rather severe-looking woman also wearing a cloak, an emerald one.
"How did you know it was me?" she asked.
"My dear professor, I've never seen a cat sit so stiffly."
Professor McGonagall's voice eventually trembled. They got to the conversation the old man was most afraid to talk about.
"The rumor is that Lilly and James Potter are - are - that they're - dead."
The old mad bowed his head.
"Lilly and James... I can't believe it... I didn't want to believe it.. Oh, Albus..." They had quite a moment and eventually got to this conversation.
"I've come to bring Harry to his aunt and uncle. They're the only family he has left now." Dumledore said. 
The two argued a bit. Professor McGonagall said that they were the worst muggles she's ever seen. Dumbledore said that Hagrid would be bringing Harry. He'd trust his life with him. A few minutes passed and a flying motorcycle was seen flying across the sky and landed in front of Dumbledore and McGonagall. The man sitting in it was almost as twice as tall as a normal man ad was too big to be allowed. The moment finally came where they left baby Harry just outside the Dursley's door with only a letter in an envelope and a blanket. 

      Years passed and Harry was finally 10. He was about to turn 11 in just a few days. Harry lived with his horrible aunt and uncle and their abominable son, Dudley. Harry was treated poorly by the Dursleys. Harry wore Dudley's oversized clothes, he didn't get enough meals, and his bedroom was the cupboard under the stairs. Until one day, the mail came and Harry's Uncle Vernon asked him to get the mail. As Harry picked up the letters, he scrolled through them one by one until Harry's heart skipped a beat. A letter just for him. Before he could even open the envelope, his uncle got it. Days passed and the letter kept coming back. Yet each letter was burned and ripped by Uncle Vernon. Until a Sunday came. Uncle Vernon knew that there wasn't mail on Sunday. He was wrong. Owls came and thousands of letters came landing in the chimney. The Dursleys and Harry eventually moved to different places and ended up in a small house near the shore of a sea. Dudley and Harry stayed downstairs and Vernon and Petunia upstairs. Midnight was coming closer and Harry was still awake. He was going to turn eleven in a few minutes. It wasn't everyday you'd turn eleven, right? 12:00 AM. BOOM! Someone was there. Harry couldn't believe his eyes. He saw a man so wide and tall. Vernon and Petunia woke up. The man who looked like a giant introduced himself as Hagrid, keeper of keys at Hogwarts. The Dursleys were no match for Hagrid. Muggles. Hagrid gave Harry a small cake and his more than awaited letter. Harry finally got the chance to read it.
Dear Mr. Potter,
       You have been accepted to Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Harry eventually got away from the Dursleys. He finds out that You-Know-Who killed his parents and somehow, he as a baby survived. Harry goes to Platform nine and three quarters and the adventure at Hogwarts finally begins. There he finds aerial sports, an invisibility cloak, a mirror showing your deepest desires, a sorting hat, Hagrid illegally owning a giant, Chocolate frogs, weird flavored jelly beans, a red-haired friend, a know-it-all girl, a pale looking bad boy, a very wise professor, a teacher mistaken as the bad guy, and most importantly, the teacher who is secretly a follower of Voldemort and the Sorcerer's Stone.

      These few words cannot express the whole magical adventure in Harry Potter. There are more magical things at Hogwarts and reading Harry Potter would take you to you magical far away places.


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