I've read all the Harry Potter books twice, some three times. I remember years ago when I mailed the first three books to my new nephew, Quinton. My brother-in-law, Terry, and his wife, Libby, had decided to raise Q, her grandson. Libby said the books were a little “old” for him and would have to be read aloud; but if I really wanted to send them, I could go ahead. Unfortunately, my sister-in-law, Libby, got a terrible flu about the time the books arrived on their doorstep.
To appreciate the rest of the story, you need to realize my brother-in-law’s favorite hero is “The Duke.” As in John Wayne. Terry is nothing, if he’s not a man’s man, and when we play the “lines from a movie” car-riding-game, all his are from JW’s movies.
Due to Lib’s infirmity, Terry decided to take on the duty of nightly story time, and graciously agreed to read this first book until Libby got well enough to take on this “woman’s” responsibility. After almost a week, Libby emerged from her sick bed and, when bedtime came, asked Q where they were in the story. My big, strong, manly brother-in-law said, “Ah…that’s alright. I've got this one.” And he proceeded to read all the rest of the books in the series too! My sister-in-law said it came as no surprise to her when the books became a nationally best-selling phenomena; she knew something was up way before then.
Update Re-read via audio while traveling the week of February 21 – 23, 2012: I loved Jim Dale’s narration of this delightful book and was happy I finally got to listen to his rendition. His inflections and tones are pitch-perfect, elevating an already engaging book that is a wonderful listen for any age.