You know what time it is. It’s time for Part One, Act Two of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child.
If you read this last time, you’ll know that I am trying something new where I take this book one act at a time, especially since it’s such an anticipated book.
I will say this again: SPOILERS. If you have not read the book yet and don’t want to know what happens, I suggest looking over to a story better suited for your well-being.
As for the rest of us, let’s get to it.
So, as I mentioned before, I’m a huge Harry Potter fan. I could practically quote all seven books for you but that would be plagiarism and weird. From this new book, I expected another Harry Potter adventure where he and his cronies take the sky by Hippogriff and save the day. But that’s not what this is.
In Act Two, Albus Potter (still bitter about the name) and his buddy Scorpius Malfoy think it’s a great idea to steal the Ministry’s only Time-Turner and go back to the Triwizard Tournament and save Cedric Diggory from dying.
Yeah, kind of random, I agree. But Amos Diggory himself and his niece Delphi put them up to it, so what could go wrong? Well, just about everything I think.
The first time they travel back, they summon Cedric’s wand during the first task, break Albus’ arm, and Cedric still dies. The second time they try it, they humiliate Cedric, but in doing so, they also kill Harry Potter and ensure that Albus is never born.
Oh and Umbridge is back.
Yep. You heard (technically read) me right. Dolores Umbridge, the world’s worst human, is not only back, but now Headmistress of Hogwarts.
So this is where I just kind of gave up on the plot and tried to understand what the writers were going for here. They brought back the worst character that people hate more than Voldemort.
Oh and I almost forgot, it’s rumored that Scorpius is not Draco’s son, but Voldemort’s.
Also, Voldemort is in charge of the magical world.
Now, I personally love scripts. I’ve written a few of them myself. But when you’re used to writing in novel form, it gets a bit confusing if you’re trying to switch over all of the sudden.
I love J.K. Rowling as much as anybody. She gave our generation the greatest gift ever and I don’t blame her for wanting to expand on the universe she created.
There’s so much there! Like, she could’ve written a story about the Marauders or even Dudley and how he’s coping with the reality of magic, but this is just a weird story.
I hope this book can redeem itself. I really want it to be good. I’ve heard mixed reviews, but I’m generally on the side of the author when it comes to things like this.
I’ll be back soon with my Act Three review, but for now, I’ll leave you with a wonderful quote straight from the book itself: “So I suppose it’s only ourselves we’ve got to blame that you’ve turned out … such a limp disappointment.”