First of all, this is a pretty weighty book. Longer than the 4th and 6th I believe, though not quite as long as the massive 5th. Regardless, it's huge. If you don't read it obsessively like me (got it the day it came out at 11 AM, finished at 11 PM) it will last you a while.
Overall, the contents of this book do not dissapoint at all. If you've had any lingering doubts about any detail of Harry's story thusfar, they will all be resolved. Every little loose strand of the story intertwines together to bring the book to it's epic climax. I cannot remember being so moved by a book in quite a while...not since reading another great finale "the Lord of the Rings: the Return of the King" for the first time. Like that great book, this is a story of redemption and salvation, though like Lord of the Rings through chaos and violence only, can this peace by achieved. This is an extremely dark and depressing book sometimes, and will lead you wondering why such heavy subject matter is in a book that many children will read.
This book isn't really for children I fear. They can certainly read it, enjoy it, and understand it, but it does not have the same childish wonder and mystique that the previous books had. Harry loses alot of innoncence, and finally seperates himself from the childish fantasies and ideas he has come to be associated with and even idolized for. I mean who hasn't seen little kids on Halloween dressed up as Harry Potter? Or those little toy wands, potion makers, and stuff like that. Everyone wants to be Harry Potter. Only after reading this book can you understand how massively hard it would suck to be Harry Potter most of the time. Point is, Harry's grown up now. And the results are shocking.
Besides Harry, many beloved characters from past novels are in here, and playing pretty major roles. By the end of the book you will be suprised at how far some of them have come since we met them. Just thought I'd put that out there.
This is a real page-turner, and I put it down sparingly only to eat and go to the bathroom. I cannot remember ever feeling more satisfied-yet unsatisfied-with a book. And this is in no way a criticism of the book. But you see, I've got this same feeling I've had only when my favorite things end. In the past years, I've watched Lord of the Rings (the movies), Star Wars, Spider-man (the movies), and now Harry Potter end. I have a very empty feeling inside of me. I will no longer have any more adventures with Harry Potter. I have almost nothing to look forward to anymore. No visit from Spider-man and Skywalker every summer, no Frodo or Sam every winter, and now no adventure filled book to go insane over about every 2 summers.
The dream is over...
But it's probably the best dream I've ever had. And I feel suprisingly sober after reading it. It's argueably the best book I've ever read-and I know this will sound pathetic-but I read-and enjoying doing so alot. I've read tons of books. Whether I was forced to for **** or did of it of my own free will, I've read alot. And in all honesty, nothing compares with Harry Potter. Sadly, it's all over...there will be 2 movies that may help me in someway to reclaim the feelings of warmth and happiness-and at times despair and horror-I felt when reading these books, but nothing will ever be able to recapture the ecstasy I had when first reading through these books. Keep in mind I was in second grade when I first received "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone" from a family friend. I sit here now, an 11th grader, staring confusedly at a computer screen and typing a review. How exactly did Harry manage to ensare so many people like me into his world of magic and mystery? Maybe it's that I've been growing up with him, sad as that may sound, and can therefore relate to him, even though he's merely a few blots of ink on some tightly bound pieces of paper. I have no clue. I wonder sometimes if J.K. Rowling understands the magnitude and importance of these books to some people, even if they're very impressionable, hopeless romantic, head-in-the-cloud types like me. Harry Potter, like Peter Parker, Luke Skywalker, and Frodo Baggins before him, has become part of who I am.
In times when I was more interested in other things, such as "Lord of the Rings", Harry Potter seemed rather childish and silly in comparison. Just a boy. Just a boy, waving around a stick in long pajamas or something stupid like that right? The worst thing that ever happened to Harry Potter gave him a dumb-looking scar. Frodo had his finger bitten off by a crazed creature. Luke's father was a maniacal killing machine in a black suit of armour. Spider-Man inadvertantly killed his beloved Uncle. That was my sick, stupid, immature, logic, if you can call it logic. Well, I'd just like to inform you that this book feels in no way "silly" though it did bring me back to my childhood a bit, which is a good thing, I think.
Ultimately these books will probably be remembered as the defining fictional literature of our time. I would just like to confess that the last 3 books: "Order of the Phoenix", "Half-Blood Prince", and finally "the Deathly Hallows" are probably about the three greatest things to be released consecutively in a series ever. They are defintely better than Spider-man 1-3, "Star Wars: a New Hope", "the Empire Strikes Back" and "Return of the Jedi", and in this muggle's humble opinion better than Tolkien's epic Lord of the Rings trilogy. The last three Harry Potter books may even be better than the 3 little things released from 1965-1967 I fondly call "Rubber Soul", "Revolver, and "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band", the brainchildren of another strange British man in funny round glasses.
so yea, it's a very good book, if you like Harry Potter you won't be dissapointed at all. Go for it. I enjoyed every moment of it, it was very powerful literature, I'm just sad it's all over.