I don't want to cut things any closer, because I don't want to overshoot the deadline either though. It is a tough dilemma. Right now I'm going to go start on Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire as a way of distracting myself from the problem, ;-). But before I go I do want to leave you with the closing paragraphs from book three. I love reading such quality humour. I was laughing (or at least chuckling) out loud as I reread this passage.
"What's that?" [Uncle Vernon] snarled, staring at the envelope Harry was still clutching in his hand. "If it's another form for me to sign, you've got another--"I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed these books. Even when I'm re-reading them for the second time and I know everything major that happens, I'm still thoroughly enjoying the ride. I'm not sure if I'll be able to say that all the way through Half-Blood Prince, but I'll try. ;-)
"It's not," said Harry cheerfully. "It's a letter from my godfather."
"Godfather?" spluttered Uncle Vernon. "You haven't got a godfather!"
"Yes, I have," said Harry brightly. "He was my mum and dad's best friend. He's a convicted murderer, but he's broken out of wizard prison and he's on the run. He likes to keep in touch with me though...keep up with my news...check if I'm happy...."
And, grinning broadly at the look of horror on Uncle Vernon's face, Harry set off toward the station exit, Hedwig rattling along in front of him, for what looked like a much better summer than the last.
~Matt
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"A room without books is as a body without a soul." -Cicero
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