Looking back over this post, it comes off a little red zone. So let me preface the whole thing by saying I'm having so much fun reading this book again, and thanks to Reading Rambo for organizing such a great group of people to yell on the internet with. Because it's cathartic to hate a character with this kind of primal enthusiasm. To wit:
I must not tell lies: I hate her and her stupid cats.
My rage is less explosive than in previous reads, but really. REALLY. The first detention scene in Umbridge's office has to be the creepiest thing we come across in the series. Certainly creepier than the graveyard showdown at the end of book four. It's her cloying decor and barely suppressed glee at causing pain. It's her horrifying, imaginative punishment. Dudes. She creepy.
|Oh, is that a little, decorative cat brooch you got there? That's nice. |
I WILL END YOU.
What is her deal, I want to know. How did she get like this?
Let's move on. Let's talk about how I'm disappointed in Hermione in this section. I love her, obviously, but dammit, Hermione! The way she treats and talks about Luna is just, such a bummer. And then, and then, the whole "Dumbledore's Army" debacle. I did like that Ginny came up with the name; I'd forgotten that. And yes, very clever, but then Hermione's just like "Yep! Sounds great!" and writes "Dumbledore's Army" on their roster? Really, you don't see any problems that might arise as a result? REALLY?
|Right. Good choice.|
WHAT THE BALLS?
I cannot even. But OK, my weekly wizarding question: Where do things go when they're vanished? McGonagall has the kids vanishing snails and kittens, and I want to know where they go. Maybe the same place Dumbledore keeps all those chairs he conjures. And then, Lee vanishes Fred's puke on page 327, and now I'm worried that there are a bunch of helpless kittens sitting all cute and unsuspecting on these quirky chairs and then, bam, ruined potions and vomit all over everything. That's horrible.
|No wonder Grumpy Cat is so grumpy.|
It's not good, guys. And I'm nervous about reading the next section because we're starting to get down to it, and I can't remember exactly when the Thing happens, and agh, somebody hold me.