I don’t know about you, but I think it’s a fine thing that a noticeable
proportion of the whole world is going to stop what they’re doing this weekend and read a book instead.
The younger readers have been limited on these, with one on each birthday, starting at age 8. This means the Ten Year Old has read the first three, the Eight Year Old just the first. Well, with the buzz around this The Final Installment, we gave in to the badgering and let them carry on with the rest of the series with the proviso that they must stop when they get scared and no waking us up with gibbering about Dementors. So while we older readers scheme and plot to get our hands on the new one first (ha, I’ll just read it once she’s abed and snoring), they’re catching up.
Happy Potter Day to you.