Before I start this post, I thought it would be wise to give my love of Harry Potter some context. My first experience was actually with the films. When the Philosophers Stone was released in 2001, I was eight years old and probably one of the last people to go along and see the film, I really wasn’t that bothered. But coming out of the cinema with my Dad, I was absolutely hooked and immediately wanted to read all the books. I think there were only about four out at that point, but borrowing them from a friend I flew through with them, drinking up every word from J.K who quickly became one of my favourite authors and dreaming of getting my Hogwarts letter.