I thought I’d started this post, like, a month ago. Either I never got around to it (which is HIGHLY LIKELY) or it was deleted through blog chicanery (which I’m not entirely willing to discount). Regardless, I figured that since we’re watching Prisoner of Azkaban this Friday, I should write this post before I’m all frothy about the movie instead of the book, right? Right.
I realized when I sat down to compose this tonight (or last night [or last WEEK], depending on when you’re reading) that even though I think I’m the BEST at taking notes when I’m reading, I’m really not. Because I end up highlighting things without making notes for myself or making notes that really don’t make any sense a month later, since I’m no longer in the same state I was when I originally wrote them.
That makes this post difficult to write. LUCKILY I have a rum-based cocktail sitting next to me, and a willingness to not make a whole lot of sense/piss people off with half-thought out rantings.
For a long time, Prisoner of Azkaban was my favourite Harry Potter book. I liked the first one, was kind of annoyed by the second one, then this one BLEW ME THE SNAPE AWAY!
Unfortunately it was followed by GoF, but I’ll be talking about that when I get there.
I was kind of worried about re-reading it this time cos I’ve been noticing all the little things that make me want to smack things during this re-read, but there was little that I found crotch punch worthy in this one. In fact, there was a lot that I found just as delightful as I did the first time I read it (and the 20 subsequent reads [don't you judge me]).
Things I looooooooove:
- That bit up there in the title. TAKE THAT, MALFOY!
- “Potter, you can skin Malfoy’s shrivelfig.” TOTALLY A EUPHEMISM! Now I know where the Draco/Harry shippers were coming from.
- Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. Not gonna lie, guys. I’ve read more than my share of WolfStar fanfic. …and now I’ve mentioned slash twice as my reasons for liking this book. LET’S MOVE ON!
- There’s a good deal of mystery and just general decent worldbuilding that goes on in this one.
- Oh, and this:
- This book gave us the opportunity to make this:
Now that I’ve reached my gif limit for the WHOLE YEAR, I get to rant about some of the things that REALLY REALLY BUG ME.
- Dementors. Specifically, how they speak. Their mouths are “gaping shapeless holes” and they don’t seem to have a way to talk, so how are they notifying Fudge that Sirius is talking in his sleep? And how does Dumbledore know that they’re all pissed at him for not letting them onto the grounds? This is very strange to me and I find it bothersome.
- WHY THE HELL WOULD FUDGE AND HAGRID AND MINERVA ALL TALK TO ROSMERTA LIKE THERE WERE NO KIDS PRESENT?! And after 12 years, how is this gossip still juicy? Surely people knew all about Sirius Black being their secret keeper?HOW IS THIS NEWS?!
- Draco doesn’t speak. He drawls. Everything. I associate a drawl with people from the US South, so this led to some interesting scenes in my head.
- Crookshanks placed the order for the Firebolt for Sirius. He used Harry’s name, but had them “take the gold from Gringotts vault number seven hundred and eleven -” which is his own vault. HOW DID NO ONE NOTICE DRAWS ON THE ACCOUNT OF A FUGITIVE? And why weren’t his assets frozen or whatever while he was in Azkaban? Em? Can you help with this one?
- The night of the End of Year Feast, we learn how many NEWTs Percy got and that Fred and George “scraped a handful of OWLs each.” Why, then, are our trio forced to wait until the summer after their fifth year before they found out how they did on their OWLs?
…but whatever, you know? I still think this book is pretty great, and even though I can’t think about the above things too much (or the fact that its implied that medieval wizards and witches allowed muggles to be burnt at the stake, while saving themselves) because they make me more than slightly ragey – I will read this one again without TOO MUCH eyerolling.
Bring on Goblet of Fire.