Half-Blood Prince, Chapter Sixteen

Okay, so I have to admit that Christmas in May feels a little strange. But ultimately, I decided it was preferable to waiting another seven months for the next update to the site. ;) Or, I suppose, skipping this chapter and coming back to it much later….

At any rate, I have a distinct memory of the first time I read this chapter. It was when we lived in Charlotte, NC, and I was sitting on the futon in our second bedroom. And the reason I remember that that was where I was is because when I read the last line of the chapter – where Harry declares himself to be “Dumbledore’s man,” turns his back on the Minister of Magic, and walks back toward the house – I jumped up on top of the futon and screamed, proclaiming Harry’s awesomeness to anybody who happened to be in a neighboring apartment. I’d had this sort of reaction before with Dumbledore (i.e. Phineas’s “I disagree with Dumbledore on many counts, but you cannot deny he’s got style.”), but this was the first time I’d had it with Harry – and it really marks, I think, Harry’s coming into his own as a wizard, as a person, and as a force in the wizarding world. Amazing.

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, chapter sixteen: ‘A Very Frosty Christmas’

~ by Josie on May 16, 2010.

2 Responses to “Half-Blood Prince, Chapter Sixteen”

  1. I totally agree with you. I don’t remember shouting or anything, but a wide smile on my face and a feeling of proud towards Harry.

  2. agreed. my heart swelled with so much pride for harry at that moment. he is really showing himself to be a great wizard–not distracted or deterred by anything, (least of all the ministry.) he sticks to the path of what is good and what is right. i cant wait for more chapters :)

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