What is it about?
The Boy Who Lived is a boy no more – now middle-aged, Harry Potter is married with three kids, and this story is about the middle child, Albus. Albus, it seems, can do nothing but disappoint his famous father, and the other kids at Hogwarts love nothing more than to rub it in. All of them that is, except one; Scorpius Malfoy. Can these two unlikely best friends prove to not only their fathers, but also to the rest of the wizarding world, that they are not quite as hopeless as they appear, and that the past does not dictate the future? Furthermore, can they pull a Harry Potter and save the world?
Is it any good?
Any Harry Potter fan is going to adore this book. Of course they are. But there are two things to keep in mind – this is a play, not a novel, and it is not actually direct from Rowling’s heaven-blessed pen (it is based on a story that she came up with); this does not mean it’s a bad book, just that it’s not a book that reads like it’s one of the original Harry Potter series. It lacks the cleverness of the original series. It reads, in a lot of places, like bad fanfiction. It also feels just a little bit, well, silly. The old characters (Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco etc) aren’t anything like their old selves. But the new characters. Oh my god. The new characters are electric. The relationship between Scorpius and Albus is simply magical. It’s fun. And – to old school Potterheads like myself – it feels like home.
How long did it take to read: two days
This book tastes like: golden syrup