I’m getting a copy of the Harry Potter and the Cursed Child script-book at 12:01 a.m. on July 31. But I’m not overly excited about it.
Let me preface this by saying I love Harry Potter. I grew up with the books, like so many people my age. I went to the midnight releases and read The Deathly Hallows in nine hours, pausing only to mourn the loss of Fred Weasley.
And while I looked at every release of a new Potter book as the best day (and let’s be real, long night of reading while everyone else in my house slept) of the year, it doesn’t feel quite the same. The magic, so to speak, just isn’t there this time around.
Between the backlash to J.K. Rowling’s continued fiddling with the Potter universe, the fact that it's a play script and not a novel, and the anxiety that Cursed Child may not live up to the rest of the series, the atmosphere around the release is a little gray.
