But I have revised my opinion upon rereading it. And my conclusion to that is that HP is still the most rereadable books I've ever read. You can reread them endlessly, and they only get better. Also, by this time, three years gone after the release, it's impossible to read any of the books without an overarching emotional reaction to the whole series. The resonance of the series and my attachment to the characters is so strong that it's practically impossible to read anything HP without liking it to some degree. When I cracked open the first chapter to DH, man, the nostalgia hit me like a brick wall. Yes, it was much better the second time around than the first time, where I was trying to beat the clock and the rest of the world in finding out What Happens At The End.
But this all does not change how much I still love HP, guise. The world is so freaking real, you feel like the characters must exist somewhere on this good, green earth, if only you knew where to look. And I very much enjoyed revisiting them.
So in the spirit of that, I would like to celebrate Harry's birthday (July 31). It's too bad that we don't share one, because that would be pretty sweet, but unfortunately, mine is a day before. I'm fated to share a birthday with Arnold Schwarzenegger, who is, let's face it, marginally less cool than The Boy Who Lived.
Happy Birthday, Harry Potter!