Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J.K. Rowling

The American cover of The Deathly Hallows. No, I can't come up with a funny caption.

A fitting end to a great series.

The body count may be too much to handle for children, but then again, this is no longer a children's book. This has come a long, long way from The Sorcerer's Stone. Some would call it young adult fiction, but who cares? It's a great story, a great saga, and I would even dare to put it up along the likes of Homer's Iliad and Odyssey (go ahead literature critics, hit me!), with none of that "Harry-Potter-is-Jesus-Christ" theme that some people keep insisting.

Rowling does an excellent job of tying loose ends together, incorporating what you thought to be minor characters into the plot, thereby giving closure to─again─one GREAT saga.

This is magic, witchcraft and wizardry at its best. It is worth the long wait, and no, you wouldn't be asking for an eighth book. Seven is enough. It is after all the most powerful magical number.

(DO NOT READ THIS BOOK WITHOUT READING THE FIRST SIX.)


Five stars.