What I Learned from Mad-Eye Moody

What I Learned from Mad-Eye Moody

I was one of those lucky kids who got to read the Harry Potter books as I was growing up.

The first one came out when I was just a little tyke—it got devoured by my impressionable little brain in a matter of days. I spent years after that impatiently awaiting the next instalment of the story, then reading voraciously for a few days before starting the cycle all over again. Continue reading “What I Learned from Mad-Eye Moody”