Friday, 25 October 2013
Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone
Harry Potter has never played a sport while flying on a broomstick. He's never worn a cloak of invisibility, befriended a giant, or helped hatch a dragon. All Harry knows is a miserable life with the Dursleys, his horrible aunt and uncle, and their abominable son, Dudley. Harry's room is a tiny closet at the foot of the stairs, and he hasn't had a birthday party in eleven years. But all that is about to change when a mysterious letter arrives by owl messenger: a letter with an invitation to a wonderful place he never dreamed existed. There he finds not only friends, aerial sports, and magic around every corner, but a great destiny that's been waiting for him...if Harry can survive the encounter. Rescued from the outrageous neglect of his aunt and uncle, a young boy with a great destiny proves his worth while attending Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry.
I read this for the first time when I was 9. My mum read a chapter to me at bedtime. I found the story magical and loved Hogwarts. I would love to eat feasts in Great Hall, learn spells and have fun with Harry, Ron and Hermione! See you all on Platform nine and three quarters! :)
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