Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (Harry Potter #3)
By J.K. Rowling
Originally Published June 26th, 1997
Single POV, Third Person
A friend of mine is doing a Harry Potter reread and I said I would join her. Harry Potter holds a very near and dear place in my heart due to the escapism I was able to achieve as a kid growing up in a not so happy childhood. I absolutely hate what Rowling has become, a beacon for intolerance, when she was once an author that brought me great joy and peace and shaped a lot of my happiness in my childhood. I do not support such base and cruel comments or ideals. It pains me to even say that the characters Rowling created would be ashamed of her too. While I do not condone what she has said and how she has hurt so many, and I will not and have not been supporting any of her work after the Deathly Hallows, I refuse to let her taint Hogwarts for me. I understand some might wish for me to literally burn my books (as I saw some people doing), I will not. However, I also do not wish to upset anyone, so I will keep my posting to a bare minimum and only post my reviews. I understand if you choose to skip these reads.
One of the things I've always said about the Prisoner of Azkaban movie is how I will never forgive it for leaving out so much about the Marauders. I remember the stories about Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs being so cool, not to mention the plus that Voldemort is not involved in this book! These things set Azkaban apart from the others in the series. That all being said, let me get my thoughts down...
I was so bored. This book is somehow longer than the first two, and yet nothing really happens. It was all about Quidditch, the whole thing. And all that Marauders stuff I remember being obsessed with when I was younger? The last few chapters... Man, this reread of this series is so rough for me! On one hand, I begrudgingly still gave this book four stars for nostalgia, because I just can't seem to ever truly turn my back on this series, but on the other hand, it took me over a month to finish this book and that's never a good sign. I remain optimistic. Goblet of Fire is up next and if that one fails to meet the bar I'm holding up due to nostalgia, I may actually cry.