Title:  Hogwarts: An Incomplete and Unreliable Guide

Author: J.K Rowling 

Publisher: Pottermore

Publication Date: September 2016

Pages: 79

Rating: 5/5

The Blerb:

Hogwarts An Incomplete and Unreliable Guide takes you on a journey to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You’ll venture into the Hogwarts grounds, become better acquainted with its more permanent residents, learn more about lessons and discover secrets of the castle . . . all at the turn of a page. 

Review :

Yet another book I love about the Harry Potter world. It was so nice to get that mental image of the Hufflepuff dorms and learn about the inner workings of the castle.

The most enjoyable part for me was reading about Nearly Headless Nick, which had a ballad to accompany the story.

    It was a mistake any wizard could make, 

    Who was tired and caught on the hop, 

    One piffling error, and then, to my terror, 

    I found myself facing the chop. 

    Alas for the eve when I met Lady Grieve, 

    A-strolling the park in the dusk! 

    She was of the belief I could straighten her teeth, 

    Next moment she’d sprouted a tusk. 


    I cried through the night that I’d soon put her right, 

    But the process of justice was lax; 

    They’d brought out the block, though they’d mislaid the rock, 

    Where they usually sharpened the axe. 

    Next morning at dawn, with a face most forlorn, 

    The priest said to try not to cry, 

    “You can come just like that, no, you won’t need a hat,” 

    And I knew that my end must be nigh. 


    The man in the mask who would have the sad task, 

    Of cleaving my head from my neck, 

    Said “Nick, if you please, will you get to your knees,” 

    And I turned to a gibbering wreck. 

    “This may sting a bit” said the cack-handed twit, 

    As he swung the axe up in the air, 

    But oh the blunt blade! No difference it made, 

    My head was still definitely there.” 


    The axeman he hacked and he whacked and he thwacked, 

    “Won’t be too long”, he assured me, 

    But quick it was not, and the bone-headed clot, 

    Took forty-five goes ’til he floored me. 

    And so I was dead, but my faithful old head, 

    It never saw fit to desert me, 

    It still lingers on, that’s the end of my song, 

    And now, please applaud, or you’ll hurt me.

These short stories are fun and enticing. they make me want to read the Harry Potter series all over again.

Thanks for reading. 

The  Stationery Geekette x

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