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What can I say? This last decade (at least in terms of children's literature) has been defined by Harry Potter. I remember being quite resistant to the craze at first, dismissing them as "kids' books." But bored one day, I picked up Sorcerer's Stone and was instantly mesmerized. I think setting a fantasy coming-of-age story in a school setting was brilliant. Indeed, I was able to associate with the students of Hogwarts and the concerns, desires, and fears that come along with dealing with studies, peers, professors, and the looming mystery of the Dark Lord. The plots of these books are immaculately intricate; the details fit so well that all the clues fall into place like cogs of a pocket watch, making the entire contraption work beautifully. Indeed, subtle events early on play powerful roles in the later books, really giving the sense of the depth and perception of the planning that went into the arcing storyline. They're fun, entertaining, eloquently written, beautifully presented, and magical. Indeed, I have had long nights debating Harry Potter lore with friends who recite passages on demand. There is no better way to take a break from medical school studying.