This is the first installment in the Harry Potter series. Follow Harry through his first year in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and WIzardry. In this book Harry finds out the truth about himself and his parents death. His journey to Hogwarts where he makes new friends and enemies as well, learns spells and potions and studies wizarding history as well as magical creatures. Join Harry and his friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger as they struggle to get to the sorcerer's stone which is a legendary magical object which turns anything it touches to gold and also is used to make the Elixir of Life which can make the person drinking it immortal. The book culminates in Harry coming face to face with his nemesis Lord Voldemort.
This is a fantastic start to a thoroughly enthralling series by J.K. Rowling. The book scores on being simple. easy to read and having characters to which you can connect instantly. It lays a strong foundation of magic on which the entire series is based and its plot is seemingly not quite complex (though this has turned out to be a grave misconception). The best part is that all the characters are in some way or the other humane i.e. they have their strengths, weaknesses, fears and pangs of jealousy intermingled with all the might and magic.
An exceprt form the book:
Harry felt as if Devil's Snare was rooting him to the spot. He couldn't
move a muscle. Petrified, he watched as Quirrell reached up and began to
unwrap his turban. What was going on? The turban fell away. Quirrell's
head looked strangely small without it. Then he turned slowly on the
spot.
Harry would have screamed, but he couldn't make a sound. Where there
should have been a back to Quirrell's head, there was a face, the most
terrible face Harry had ever seen. It was chalk white with glaring red
eyes and slits for nostrils, like a snake.
"Harry Potter..." it whispered.
Harry tried to take a step backward but his legs wouldn't move.
"See what I have become?" the face said. "Mere shadow and vapor ... I
have form only when I can share another's body... but there have always
been those willing to let me into their hearts and minds.... Unicorn
blood has strengthened me, these past weeks... you saw faithful Quirrell
drinking it for me in the forest... and once I have the Elixir of Life,
I will be able to create a body of my own.... Now... why don't you give
me that Stone in your pocket?"
So he knew. The feeling suddenly surged back into Harry's legs. He
stumbled backward.
"Don't be a fool," snarled the face. "Better save your own life and join
me... or you'll meet the same end as your parents.... They died begging
me for mercy..."
"LIAR!" Harry shouted suddenly.
Quirrell was walking backward at him, so that Voldemort could still see
him. The evil face was now smiling.
"How touching..." it hissed. "I always value bravery... Yes, boy, your
parents were brave.... I killed your father first; and he put up a
courageous fight... but your mother needn't have died... she was trying
to protect you.... Now give me the Stone, unless you want her to have
died in vain."
"NEVER!"
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