Harry Potter is a worldwide phenomenon and ubiquitous reading material among millenials. It’s easy to see why – the books are escapist, fun, and relatable. So sometimes I feel very alone when I make the startling confession: I really don’t like Harry Potter at all.
My reasons for dislike are numerous, but tend to all come back to a central problem. The first half of the series is for children; the second half is for adults. That’s fine,having the characters grow with the audience is brilliant as a marketing strategy; but in this instance, it deals a body blow to the continuity of the story. The contrived, cobbled-together world of Hogwarts and the greater Wizarding World is perfect for a children’s series. Ghosts as teachers? Cool! A school with a vicious three-legged dog hiding behind a door where a talented first-year could easily find it? Exciting! This kind of world serves perfectly for a story about a young boy from an abusive background who gets to escape the doldrums of suburban England and jet off to wizarding school.