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A Letter to Harry Potter

I read Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone during the summer of 1999, shortly after I got my tonsils taken out. My aunt bought my sister a copy; she took one look at it, decided against reading it, and gave it straight to me. I remember that it took me less than a day to finish, and naturally I stayed up until 4am to do so (that became a bit of a tradition with each new book in the series). I bought and read Chamber of Secrets shortly after, and I remember rereading the two books at least three more times before Prisoner of Azkaban came out in September. Continue reading “A Letter to Harry Potter”