Book Excerpt for the Day

    Harry grinned to himself as, unnoticed by either Hagrid or Slughorn (now swapping tales of illegal trade in dragon eggs) he pointed his wand under the table at the emptying bottles and they immediately began to refill.

    After an hour or so, Hagrid and Slughorn began making extravagant toasts: to Hogwarts, to Dumbledore, to elf-made wine, and to —

    “Harry Potter!” bellowed Hagrid, slopping some of his fourteenth bucket of wine down his chin as he drained it.

    “Yes, indeed,” cried Slughorn a little thickly, “Parry Otter, the Chosen Boy Who — well — something of that sort,” he mumbled, and drained his mug too.

    (from Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince by J.K. Rowling)

 

    9*/10.  The complete review is here.

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