I am still waiting for Harry Potter to grow up, and I’m a bit dismayed that he may go through is own young-man-mope. Rowling’s writing is still perfectly aimed at the youngsters. While I breeze through the summaries of the previous volume, I dream of who is going to fall in love with whom, etc. The Prisoner of Azkaban includes a slightly more complicated plot. Harry begins to learn that people are not completely good nor bad — and maybe he needs to put time into strengthening his relationships with his friends.