Harry wakes up in the pond. Apparently it’s deep enough to keep him from getting killed on impact, but not deep enough to risk his drowning while he was unconscious. Since you can drown in 3 inches/6 cm of water, I’m not sure how this works.
He is discovered by Ted and Andromeda Tonks, then promptly passes out again. When he comes to, he’s on their couch, having been healed of a broken arm and broken ribs. Ted Tonks has also regrown Harry’s tooth that was knocked out during the battle. Whew! Good thing Ted’s better at healing charms than Harry is.
Explain to me again why, if these serious injuries can be healed by magic, and Harry’s missing arm bone could be regenerated with a potion in CoS, he’s still wearing Coke-bottle glasses. Even stupid, incompetent “muggles” have been successfully making surgical corrections of myopia since the 1980s. For that matter, since Harry has plenty of money, he could get surgical correction once he reaches legal age in the non-magical world. Yet in the crapilogue, he’s still wearing glasses. Why? Does he think it gives him a “man of the people” or “vulnerable hero” air? After everything he’s been through, you wouldn’t think he’d be afraid of a little surgery.
Once Harry is awake, he insists on making sure Hagrid’s okay. The Tonkses are understandably worried about their daughter--interestingly enough, they make no mention of their new son-in-law--but of course Harry doesn’t know what happened to anyone else. He suffers an attack of inappropriate guilt, insisting that if anyone was injured or killed because of this plan, it’s all his fault. It’s not his fault because the plan was sprung on him, and he was told he’d be forced into it if he didn’t consent. Why does he feel guilty about this thing that isn’t his fault, but he had no problem with almost killing Draco in the last book? Is it because anyone involved in this fiasco was a non-Slytherin, as far as he knows, so their pain matters, but a Slytherin’s doesn’t? (Insert appropriate quotation from The Merchant of Venice here.) Sure, Draco was about to Crucio Harry, but Harry could have defended himself in several ways without using Sectumsempra. If he could win by using Expelliarmus against DEs in battle and Voldemort in the final confrontation, he certainly could have done the same in the boys’ bathroom. More screwed up, contradictory morality. *sigh*
Harry and Hagrid go into another room to take a Portkey to the Burrow, and Hagrid asks about Hedwig. Harry again feels more grief for her than he apparently did love during her lifetime, and Hagrid makes the kind of insincere condolences that people often do in such situations.
When they arrive at the Burrow, they find out they’re the first to arrive, even though they were supposed to be third. Lupin and a maimed George arrive right after. Well, at least nobody will have trouble telling the twins apart any more--for as long as they’re both alive anyway. Bwahahahaha!
Lupin insists on making sure Harry is really Harry, and lectures him about the importance of fighting back when somebody’s attacking him. Harry thinks what for him is a strong insult: He compares Remus with “the sneering Hufflepuff Zacharias Smith, who had jeered at Harry for wanting to teach Dumbledore’s Army how to disarm.” Oh, no! He compared a Gryffindor with a Hufflepuff! The only way to get more insulting is to compare him with a Slytherin!
Harry insists, “I won’t blast people out of the way just because they’re there. That’s Voldemort’s job.” This is supposed to show us how much more virtuous he is than the bad guys, but all I could think was, “You mean you won’t blast them out of the way if you like them, like you do Stan Shunpike. If it’s somebody you can’t stand, like Draco or Snape, you’ve got no problem blasting them to Hell if you can.”
I guess this is also a difference between Harry and James, since Harry doesn’t attack people “just because they exist.” At least, he doesn’t if he likes them, and they’re not Slytherins. Oh, wait, I guess that’s not a difference at all.
This reminds me of a Buffy/HP crossover fanfic I tried to read a few years ago. I had to quit after a few chapters because the Harry was completely unbelievable, and I was nauseated by the saccharine narration. The narrator kept telling us how angelic Harry was, how he just radiated love and peace, and everybody loved being around him because he made them so happy. I said, “Okay, who is this, and what have you done with the real Harry Potter?” I mean, gosh, even Jesus chased the money lenders out of the temple with a whip.
When Kingsley and Hermione arrive, Kingsley has to make sure Harry and Remus are real. Remus proves himself by repeating what Dumbledore’s last words were to them: “Harry is the best hope we have. Trust him.” If that is indeed the case, you are so screwed, people. Fortunately, it’s not, no thanks to you. You have the eminently competent Severus Snape working behind the scenes to save your sorry asses.
That reminds me of a fanfic I’ve thought about writing. In it, Snape really is evil, and he tricks Dumbledore, Harry, and Voldemort into killing each other, then takes over the wizarding world as dictator.
Speaking of whom, when Lupin tells them it was Snape who cursed off George’s ear, he adds the wish he could have paid Snape back. I’m sorry Snape didn’t get Remus instead. That would have been payback for Lupin’s atrocious treatment of him over the years.
Arthur and Fred arrive and insist on seeing George. There’s a reference to Mr. Weasley’s bald patch. You’d think somebody as hung up on “muggle” stuff as he is would know about Rogaine. For that matter, why isn’t everyone in the wizarding world gorgeous? The only one who takes advantage of magic to improve their appearance is Hermione, and we all know she was corrupted by that depraved “muggle” culture. Is their lack of vanity supposed to indicate magicals are morally superior to the rest of us? Because if it is, that’s a very superficial kind of moral superiority. It’s better to be vain but not racist than racist but not vain.
When they realize Ron and Tonks haven’t arrived yet, Harry feels his fear for them “envelop[ing] him, seeming to crawl over his skin, throbbing in his chest, clogging his throat.” So fear is related to the “chest monster” of lust? Either that, or he’s got really bad GERD (gastroesophageal reflux disease).
When Ron and Tonks finally arrive, Tonks screams her husband’s name and immediately falls into his arms. Remus is somewhat less emotional. “His face was set and white: He seemed unable to speak.” No doubt he’s thinking, “Damn! I was hoping to get rid of you and get out of this sham marriage. Too bad if Ron dies, too, but you can’t have everything.” His lack of emotion continues as he “seem[s] almost angry at [her],” and can’t speak. Wow. He must be really disappointed she made it back.
Everyone is worried about those who haven’t showed up: Their “continued absence...seemed to lie upon them like a frost, its icy bite harder and harder to ignore.” This must be a precursor the “present death” we’re introduced to later in the chapter.
When Bill and Fleur arrive, Bill tells them Moody’s dead. “Harry felt as though something inside him was falling, falling through the earth, leaving him forever.” I’m sorry but--What? The? Hell? This makes absolutely no sense! Harry barely knew Mad-Eye, and he didn’t much like what he did know. Why does he feel like he’s skydiving without a parachute because some casual acquaintance just kicked the bucket? He reacts more strongly to the death of Mad-Eye than he does to his own death later in the book. This kid has some severely messed up emotions.
The group drinks a firewhisky toast to Mad-Eye and starts discussing who could have betrayed them to the Death Eaters. Harry says he trusts them all, and that if somebody did let something slip, it must have been an accident. Lupin gives him an almost-pitying look and says, “I think you’re like James, who would have regarded it as the height of dishonor to mistrust his friends.” Um, excuse me, Remus, but didn’t you get kicked out of the Potters’s inner circle when they went undercover precisely because James mistrusted you? So why are you now giving us this routine about how honorable and trusting he was?
And now we get to the most notorious line in this chapter: “The suddenness and completeness of death was like them with a presence.” NO! NO, IT WASN’T! THAT’S WRONG!
I think the reason people harp on the dumbness of this sentence is the sheer wrongness of it. When somebody you love dies, it’s not the presence of death you notice; it’s the absence of the dead loved one. Even if their corpse is there, it doesn’t matter because there’s no life force to animate it. A body with no spirit feels like a violation of the natural order, an obscenity, an abomination. In Loss: Sadness and Depression, psychiatrist John Bowlby points out that even very young children can tell the difference between a dead body and a living one because of the absolute stillness of the corpse. When Rowling treats death like “a presence,” she is displaying her own inability to deal with the reality of death by replacing the real presence of the dead loved one with the false presence of death.
Harry insists on leaving the Burrow, saying his own presence is like death, i.e., that he puts everyone in danger by staying there. This sounds noble, but it’s really ridiculous. Everybody there is in danger anyway because they are known enemies of Voldemort. Furthermore, Harry cannot possibly defeat the Dull Lord on his own. He has to have help from other people, and that will inevitably put them in danger. Going off on his own like the ultimate Dumb Gryffindor will only ensure Voldemort wins. If that happens, a lot more people will die than if Harry stuck with his friends and fought with them together.
Molly tries to persuade Harry to stay by offering to feed Hedwig, which brings on another gut-clench of grief on his part.
Harry tells everyone about his wand doing magic on its own. They all argue with him, insisting that’s not possible, and he was just doing accidental magic. Haven’t you gotten the memo, people? This is Harry Freakin’ Potter! He does not live by the rules you lesser beings do. The laws of magic that have been in effect for thousands of years are suspended by the mere presence of his awesomeness. Just as space itself bends around a massive object, magic itself bends around the massive greatness that is Harry Potter!
Harry feels agonizing pain in his scar, which leads to a Voldie-vision of Voldy torturing Ollivander. Hermione tells him he must close his mind to the Dark Lord. While Harry doesn’t outright refuse, the implication is clear that he will. So while his mind has been closed to the idea of decent Slytherins for the last six years, his mind is open to the one Slytherin who is indisputably evil and dangerous. This may be the best example of illogic in this series!
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Date: 2013-03-23 05:11 am (UTC)She also needed a reason for Voldemort to search for the Elder Wand. And for his Occlumency on the scar-channel to break down. The auto-wand is supposed to trigger both.
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Date: 2013-03-23 06:58 am (UTC)But the Occlumency thing? I've totally missed that. I've just re-read the bit of the Dumbledore-explains-everything-the-author-failed-to-convey chapter that pertains to the 'wand imbibing some of the power' thing and I can't see it.
Can you tell me where it's shown/stated that the Dark Lord Mental Broadcast Network was made possible because of Harry's golden firing deus ex machina wand? Thanks!
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Date: 2013-03-23 07:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-23 10:16 pm (UTC)She didn't try to make any connection at all. There's absolutely nothing in the text that tries to explain, at all, why the dark lord - who so successfully (a) used the mental link two years earlier to completely hornswoggle the boy, and (b) who demonstrated sufficient mastery to completely close that same link just one year earlier - suddenly starts *pushing* his every move to his worst enemy.
No. Sorry, Oryx, but you're being too kind to Rowling by linking the golden firing deus ex machina wand to the reason for the establishment of the Dark Lord Mental Broadcast Network. Rowling was just so bad an author she waved her hands and wrote in the newsflashes without any explanation at all.
Whew. You had me worried. :-) I've been maintaining for years that the Dark Lord Mental Broadcast Network is one of the most horrible pieces of the literary catastrophe known as Deathly Hallows. One reason being that the author doesn't even *try* to justify it, not even the "Dumbledore blesses it" trick would work. If you had linked it to the golden firing deus ex machina wand it would have still been lousy writing, but not quite as egregious.
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Date: 2013-03-23 08:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-23 10:21 pm (UTC)It's just that ... I'd quite forgotten the horrible writing of the golden gushing wand-that-imbibed (Rowling's words for Dumbledore, that the wand "imbibed some of the power and qualities ..." has always stuck with me, what a weirdly artificial and awkward word/description I've always thought) in Deathly Hallows until I was reminded by this post.
TWO dei ex machina wands in the one book! What a terrible tome DH is!