April 9th, 2007

Seeing the Forest: Part ONE ~ A

Seeing the Forest
Part ONE
Mirroring Books 1, 4, & 7


Mirror, Mirror on the Wall
One thing to remember while reading Harry Potter is that it is a series—a set of books that together tell one story. “Can’t see the forest for the trees,” is something Rowling has said once and I couldn’t agree more because each book represents a completely unique tree, but unless you look at the books as a set, you will never see the forest.

By reading Half-Blood Prince (HBP, Book 6) without ever having read any of the other books, would you, the reader, be able to predict the outcome of the series? No, you would not, because you would have had to have known what came before HBP. If you only based your predictions for Book 7 on any one book, you would be leaving out five others and many years of carefully laid out plot.

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Seeing the Forest: Part ONE ~ B

NINE
Scar Face

The characteristics of Harry’s scar change considerably.

PS/SS – Burning

QUOTE
Harry, who was starting to feel warm and sleepy, looked up at the High Table again. Hagrid was drinking deeply from his goblet. Professor McGonagall was talking to Profesor Dumbledore. Professor Quirrell, in his absurd turban, was talking to a teacher with greasy black hair, a hooked nose, and sallow skin.

It happened very suddenly. The hook-nosed teacher looked past Quirrell’s turban straight into Harry’s eyes—and a sharp, hot pain shot across the scar on Harry’s forehead.

“Ouch!” Harry clapped a hand to his head.

“What is it?” asked Percy.

“N-nothing.”

The pain had gone as quickly as it had come. Harder to shake off was the feeling Harry had gotten from the teacher’s look—a feeling that he didn’t liked Harry at all.
(CH 7: US – 126)


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Seeing the Forest: Part ONE ~ C

SEVENTEEN
Yeah Right, Brimstone. Don't Be Talking About No Brimstone. I Know What I Smelt and It Wasn't No Brimstone and It Didn't Come Off No Stone Neither.

Harry interacts with a Dragon.

PS/SS – Norwegian Ridgeback

QUOTE
Ron and Hermione argued all the way to Herbology and in the end, Hermione agreed to run down to Hagrid’s with the other two during morning break. When the bell sounded from the castle at the end of their lesson, the three of them dropped their towels at once and hurried through the grounds to the edge of the forest. Hagrid greeted them, looking flushed and excited.

“It’s nearly out.” He ushered them inside.

The egg was lying on the table. There were deep cracks in it. Something was moving inside; a funny clicking noise was coming from it.

They all drew their chairs up to the table and watched with bated breath.

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