UPDATE! UPDATE!

This is so funny. I just got done with my critique of HP 7 in the previous post, picked up the book again, started reading... and was proven WRONG immediately!

The first thing that happened was that the trio wasn't able to use a spell to get out of a sticky spot -- just after I'd griped that they were always able to save themselves with some new incantation -- and they were unexpectedly rescued by a stranger.

Of course, the stranger turns out to be Aberforth, who has all kinds of interesting information to share with them.

Another cool thing: John Granger has said that Harry = spirit or will, Hermione = brains or mind, and Ron = body. So, I'm reading just now, and Ron suddenly comes up with a very wrong-headed conclusion, leading Aberforth to say drily, "Brains like that, you could be a Death Eater, son." (pg. 560, hard cover). And what does Ron say? "Oh. Yeah... well, I'm hungry!" and his stomach grumbles.

I'm finding Granger to be much more right than wrong about the meaning of these books, though I understand he didn't do so well at predictions. But hey, we all know that humans usually mess up on predicting the future, right? I mean, look at me: I can't even predict whether I'm going to like the book I'm reading or not!

This post mostly has my HP-loving friends in mind. My daughters are getting tired of my incessant need to discuss every book with them, and so YOU, dear readers -- both of you -- are the oh-so-lucky beneficiaries of this obsession.

No more posts today; we have hours and hours of soccer to sit through enjoy today. Time to get the troops rolling here.