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                                          William Kelly

                            Dedicated to my mother and father.

 An investigation into the overlaps, connections, parallels and resemblances
 existing between the philosophy, ideas, plot, themes, style and characters of
 the book for children called “Travel with Li Po” and the “Harry Potter” series.

                                       Subject: Travels with Li Po
                                Date: Mon, 26 Jan 2009 12:13:15 +0000

                                        The Goldsmith Press Ltd.
                                               Co. Kildare

        “ This is to say that Mr. William Kelly submitted some chapters of his book, Travels with
        Li Po, in the early 90s. As we are mainly a Poetry Press, we were unable to publish the
                               book -- but were impressed by its quality.”
                                        Viv Abbott, MA, MPhil.,
   THE ORIGINS OF OWEN MULDOON                                                        TRAVELS WITH LI PO is the direct result of all that went
Living in a time of social turmoil in a flat above the offices of John Hume over a    before. In it, I brought together all the strands that I had previously been
period of five years 1990 -1995. Studying the works of Jung, Freud, Adler, Laing      dealing with in how children interact with their worlds and how they negotiate
and philosophy in general that I had studied briefly at Queens University, Belfast.   their way through them. The book is squarely based on the fact of low self-
Working as one of The Bogside Artists from late 1993.                                 esteem. The key idea was to create a model/hero who would shoulder the
        I had been exploring for years the phenomenon of low self-esteem              burden without knowing that underneath it all he was something wonderful
through writing and art. I produced many short stories, plays and novels. With        and special. Like the little hunchback in The Ace of Hearts he would have to
one of these stories I won a nationwide writing competition that had more than        waken up to it and accept it. Magic would play a part.
six hundred entrants from all over Scotland and the UK as well as Ireland. My                There is more than a little of John Stokes in Owen Muldoon. They both
winning entry THE ACE OF HEARTS was narrated after the result was announced           share the tawdriness of a dull name. Owen’s physical deformity however is
and The Derry Journal published it shortly afterewards. It also appeared in June      relatively mild, objectively speaking, ie knock-knees; but he is self-conscious
edition of The Writer’s Monthy (1990) magazine that had sponsored the                 and shy enough to make this a burden for himself in so far as it adds to his
competition. Accompanying the story in the magazine was the following:                general feelings of worthlessness. His world is one of relationships as indeed it
                                                                                      is with most people. For me, he also represented both my victimized
                                                                                      community and, to a certain extent, Ireland and its relationship to England.
                  “Apart from his three years at the
                  National College of Art & Design,
                  Dublin, William Kelly has lived all his                             THE ACE OF HEARTS is about the love a mother has for her crip-
                  life in Derry City, Northern Ireland                                pled son, the little hunchback, John Stokes. He is delivered from social abuse
                  where he styles himself “a voyeur of                                and a lifetime of alienation by his mother’s reaching out from beyond the
                  the collective unconscious.” Painting                               grave to magically transform his bleak life by magic. This supernatural
                  is his dominant discipline and he has                               benediction was sent to remind him that he is a worthwhile and valuable hu-
                  performed several one-man art                                       man being and born to win. His life has meaning within a bigger picture. Thus
                  shows during the last few years. In                                 the little man is able to face his own demise with peace and assurance. I write
                  many ways however, William finds                                    more fully about this story and the effect it had on me and the Bogside com-
                                                                                      munity in the preface to “...Li Po.” But, you can read the actual story here.
                  writing the more powerful means of

My prize was an Amstrad computer that I used to write TRAVELS WITH LI PO, a
                                                                                                   IMHOTEP is a play dealing with the arena of
                                                                                                   psychic abuse and tyrannical bullying we call the family
book designed specifically for children and not only for children but adults as
                                                                                                   nexus. A young man is driven mad by his own family
                                                                                                   and must seek deliverance within himself in a quest for
SHORT STORIES I wrote at the time, on the theme of low self-esteem and the                         ENLIGHTENMENT. The theme of personal transform-
psychological/spiritual problems associated with it were; The Watchman,                            ation and self-empowerment appears in my work for
Geronimo Grogan, The Priest, Pascal, Two Drunks, The Taxi, Columba, The                            the first time. The aspiration towards another reality I
Barman, Paddy, Hanlon, etc.                                                                        had already touched on, in a television play I called
Plays: The Cafe Limbo. St. Felix’ Follies. The Drum. Lies of Omission. Imhotep.                    “FLOWERS IN YOUR HAIR”.

  “Harry just strolled into my head fully formed.”
                                           J.K. Rowling
                                  THE SIMILARITIES OF CONTENT
                   Travels With LiPo                               Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone
                         STRUCTURE                                                        STRUCTURE
1. Main Themes - existential abandonment. A boy who is a         1. Main Themes - existential abandonment. A boy who is a
   sorcerer and doesn't know it but must be trained into the-       sorcerer (wizard) and doesn't know it but must be
   realisation. The human condition and the search for              trained into the realisation. The human condition and
   Enlightenment ie, The Philosopher’s Stone and                    the search for Enlightenment ie, The Philosopher’s
   its immortal gifts.                                              Stone and its immortal gifts.
2. Magical empowerment through self-knowledge.                   2. Magical empowerment through self-knowledge.
3. Relationships. Everybody is related to somebody else and      3. Relationships. Everybody is related to somebody else and
   these relationships mediate their lives and, in many cases,      these relationships mediate their lives and, in many
   determine them.                                                  cases, determine them.
4. Sub-theme - low self-esteem.                                  4. Sub-theme - low self-esteem.
5. Sub-theme - living by one’s intelligence                      5. Sub-theme - living by one’s intelligence.
6. Sub-theme - time.                                             6. Sub-theme - time.
7. Sub-theme - Decisions that shape personal destiny and         7. Sub-theme - Decisions that shape personal destiny and
                 individual responsibility for them.                               individual responsibility for them.
8. Sub-theme - madness, dreams and free will.                    8. Sub-theme - madness, dreams and free will.
   NB: These themes were established to be amplified later       NB: These themes were also amplified throughout the series.
      throughout the series.
EXPLANATION: This story, that will be mentioned later, and which is the origin of          banished jollity into the cellars. He'd just sit there, legs folded beneath him as if tied
my book TRAVELS WITH LI PO was declared the “runaway winner” in a televised                at the ankles, crouched inside his oversize blue mac as if it were a shell, his big
short story competition sponsored jointly by Ulster Television and the English
magazine “The Writer’s Monthly”. For “...Li PO” the style was further simplified.          hooded
You may wish to pass this and come back to it later, but it is important as some of
                                                                                           eyes swivelling about the terrain, his thin face drawn and hard as a frozen moon.
the more profound similarities between the two works will otherwise be missed.
                                                                                           Stokes was his name, John Stokes. Everybody recognized him, nobody knew him. He
                                                                                           was as friendless as a virus. No pigeons were going to eat out of his hand.
                      THE ACE OF HEARTS                                                             Stokes' eyes were marble lasers that seered you right through to the marrow.
        Weekends, he'd be in Joe's pub. At another time perhaps the regulars would         People said he took to gambling when his mother died two years previous. No one
have felt sorry for him. But not now, for this was Derry - a forgotten outpost on the      knew who his father was.
royal road to hell. Here, anarchy ruled.                                                   'Somebody should tell that pain to go home,' said Barny, a small red-faced man,
        Forces were at large in the collective psyche of the city. Its dark moods          balding, barrel-bellied, the pub wag. Barny's office was to say out loud what others
eddied and swirled with the rhythms of a dance macabre.                                    were merely thinking. The heads of four or five old regulars who lined the bar
                                                                                           nodded sagely in agreement. Barny didn't care if Stokes heard him or not. Whatever
        But, the hunchback went on gambling the card machine regardless. Perched
                                                                                           came on the return he was ready to thwack to death with his tongue. That was his
high on his stool he spoke to no one, was oblivious of everything except the small
                                                                                           style, a game he couldn't lose. The hunchback shifted slightly, hit the buttons,
flashing mockeries of time that came and went on the screen in front of him. Bleep,
                                                                                           reached for his drink. Bleep, bleep, bleep. Disappointed, Barny returned to his
bleep, bleep,...bleep; silence. Then, the clack of plastic buttons and the spinning
drums, the prayer wheels of the damned.
                                                                                           'It's his money,' said Joe wiping the counter. In half an hour he'd be driving home to
        On cue, Joe would retrieve his empty glass and bring him a refill. The two
                                                                                           his dinner. It was the help's problem.
men seldom spoke to each other for beneath the decor of ritual there was a war going
on. The hunchback was of the type who would never admit to his addiction and every         'He'd do better to send his money to Ethiopia,' said a fat man on the way out. Stokes
time he left he took something of Joe with him. The cripple's coins rankled in Joe's       looked round for a second; all eyes returned to their cups.
horde like the sores of Lazarus. In his restless dreams he prayed to the soul of Dives     The machine stuttered like a traveller's alarm clock going off. He'd won. Joe stood up
for the machine to break the hunchback in two. But it didn't.                              on his toes to weigh the damage.
        Every Friday, after picking up his benefit he'd be there. If somebody was at       'Three queens,' he whispered.
his machine he'd sit close by sipping a pint or pretending to read a paper. His presence
                                                                                           'Big deal,' groaned Barny out loud with a glance at his companions.
        Stokes wasn't winning yet. He never won. The machine never lost: Another          glimpsed the beer-stain, a dark stretch on the denim. Suddenly he was ashamed. It
mug was always waiting in line to fill it up. Joe had the edge and it made him feel       came over him like a wave of fear. He began to cry, on his knees, his body shaking.
guilty. He watched the hunchback holding up his empty with that idiot self-assurance              Joe prepared to dig into a well-fried steak. In another room his two boys were
typical of the punter who believes he has finally risen to the magic of Midas. Joe        playing games on their computers. It was hard to beat a bit of comfort. It was even
sweated with hatred.                                                                      good to have a glass of orange juice with your dinner, if you thought about it. But, the
'Drinks all round!' quipped Barny. His audience laughed. Could get a bit of crack         mood didn't last.
going yet, he was thinking, move the ship despite its anchor.                             'What's up luv?' asked Mary coming in from the kitchen.
        Joe slapped the pint down on top of the machine so that it spilled. Stokes        'That....that fool Stokes. Lost all his bloody money again. Has no respect....'
wiped the slop off his knee as though he had done it himself and went on with his
                                                                                          'For Godsakes,' she scolded. 'He's just a cripple.'
game. From then on it was downhill, slowly. He was on the loser's slope. Each time
he stood at the bar to get change of a fiver the talk died until he went away again.      'He's a burden.' He cut angrily into the meat. 'To himself and others.'

When he finally quit, the regulars smiled with relief as he limped out the door.                  His wife turned on the tele and drew the curtains.

        'The bells........the bells,' mimicked Barny.                                     'You'd best take the night off,' she consoled. 'It's not fit for man nor beast out there.'

        Joe thumped a wet towel onto the draining board. Every weekend it was the         'I might do that,' said Joe pushing away the glass with the tips of his fingers. He would
same. If only he'd come late, just once, when he wasn't there. To hell with profits the   read through the TV pages before making a decision.
machine would have to go!                                                                         Stokes woke up on the sofa. At least, he felt as if he had woken up. A slender
         Stokes tried to focus a picture on his TV set, gave up and switched it off.      light floated in the middle of the room. It shone soft but bright like the morning sun
Another pint or two would have left him in a better place if he'd had the wit to restrain through mist. An alarm went off in Stokes' heart.
himself. His bedsit was a dungeon, contained just a few bits and pieces of furniture              The next day Joe felt better. He was making a 'Joe's Equalizer' for Barny who
that his landlord might have picked out of a rubbish skip. Sleet fell through the dark, a had a killer hangover. Saturday was usually a good day for business and the bar was
weak spray lit up in the lamplight. In the distance the black waters of the River Foyle fairly crowded.
glinted. A starved greyhound nosed around the car-park opposite. An army landrover
                                                                                          'Terrific film last night,' he said. 'Charlton Heston. Great actor.'
slushed past.
                                                                                          Barny slowly raised his eyes: 'A horse let me down yesterday, cost me a fortune.
        The kettle steamed and switched itself off. As he poured he heard a witch's
                                                                                          Badly handicapped. Shouldn't have gone near it. It fell at the last, the humpy bastard.'
cackle in his ear and the mug fell to the floor breaking in two. He bent down and
        Just then, John Stokes swished in. Both men watched the hunchback clamber        'He's in league with the devil!' somebody shouted.
up onto his stool and place three brand new coins in the machine.
                                                                                         No one doubted it. Barny finished his whisky in a single gulp. Barman Joe pulled the
'Here we go again,' moaned Barny.                                                        plug on the machine. Then Stokes laughed and the delight of a madman fizzled in the

         A win rang out.                                                                 air and exploded like a fire cracker.

'A royal flush,' exclaimed Joe.                                                          'Any of you not in here to buy something get to hell out!' yelled Joe.

'There's a first time for everything,' sniggered Barny.                                           Stokes took the cheque, folded it neatly and put it in his pocket. Barny eyed
                                                                                         him with the boiling hatred of a thousand misfortunes. He had had it in mind to have
        The machine rang out again; and then again.....and again. All heads had
                                                                                         a flutter on the machine himself just for a lark before Stokes walked in. He had
turned, conversation stopped. Joe rushed over to investigate. The digital counter was
                                                                                         always suspected the huncback to be Satan - he of the cloven hoof. Now, he was
going haywire. When it stopped it registered a thousand quid.
                                                                                         certain. With a start he watched his quarry make for the door.
'That'll do!' barked Joe. 'You're barred from this machine! I never want to see you in
                                                                                         'Wait!' he cried.
here again!'
                                                                                         'It's not the money gentlemen,' said John Stokes turning round.
'Leave him be,' cried a woman. 'He's doin' no harm.'
                                                                                         'Then what the hell is it? Black magic? Is that it!?'
          And a babble of resentment rose from the crowd who had gathered around.
The devil's toy had no backers here. They didn't understand what exactly was going       'It's this,' replied Stokes with a smile. ''

on. All they knew was that somebody was winning and Joe had it coming. The                        And he was gone.
hunchback hit the buttons. Four queens spun into view. The alarm went off again,
                                                                                                             That same night barman Joe ransacked the takings from the machine
lights flashed with a cunning hysteria. Stokes smiled. Joe stared into his crazy green
                                                                                         but could find no new coins. He had seen them. Barny had seen them. The puzzle
eyes. His adversary fingered the bright yellow keys of his instrument.
                                                                                         weighed on him. And a few days later the only man who 'knew' was dead.
'One last throw,' said he. 'All or nothing.'
                                                                                         'Weren't many at that funeral,' reported Barny. 'Apart from meself that is, and a
          A royal flush materialized one card at a time ending with the highest.         couple of others. A cryin' shame,' he added.

'The ace of bloody hearts,' said Joe to himself.                                                  Silently, Joe poured him a large whisky, and one for himself.

         The excitement of the crowd now gave way to a sinister dread. Backs
straightened, expressions grew serious. The woman who had said 'Leave him be' left                                                                                         END
the room followed by a few more. The ether was spooked.
Explanation: Back of my mind when I was writing the            book was a classic; one of the first books indeed, we were told to read in my philosophy class at Queens

University, Belfast. That book, which had a big impact on me, was L’Étranger or “The Outsider”. It begins “Aujourdhui, maman est mort.” The author Albert Camus stated
that Meursault, the hero of his work, “est le Seul Christ que nous méritons.” (“the only Christ we deserve”). I recalled that. I had already studied the book in my French
class at St. Columb’s College, Derry. I knew what he meant.
              My ‘outsider’, I decided, would have to achieve his goal of The Philosopher’s Stone through trials and tribulations just like Jesus. He suffers physical and
spiritual pain on his pilgrimage and, in doing so, he reflects, just like Meursault, the human condition. Like Jesus, he too, is betrayed into the hands of state ‘justice’,
imprisoned and tortured by his jailers and so on. Self-knowledge was to be the via regia to the goal. But I would leave Kafka out of it. I was writing a comedy.
              As The Bogside, and hence my own background is church-going Catholic, this Christian analogy was inevitable. Owen Muldoon has a CONSCIENCE and that,
from my point of view, was to be one of his most dominant features and one of his most defining attributes. A gentleman is Owen, one of a dying breed standing for old
fashioned principles and values that, oddly enough, mean more to kids than to adults. Our daily newspapers in Derry were constantly given over to tales of betrayal,
incarceration and death. Suffering indeed was our perpetual state. Maggie Thatcher’s treatment of the POWs rankled in our souls like the sores of Lazarus. This was the
llegacy of the Hunger Strikes of 1980/81. Hunger for justice and freedom in the collective psyche became to represent for me a deeper HUNGER... for ENLIGHTENMENT.
Thus, other symbols quickly made their appearance, as I explain elsewhere. Owen Muldoon mirrors this spiritual quest quite clearly and was crafted to do so. That is why
his initials spell OM which you may know is an Indian Mantra. Kids and grown-ups in my community were forced to face issues of ultimate concern. Pain was unbiquitous
and not just emotional or spiritual pain but also physical pain which I felt obligated to include as an important element in my narrative.
              Owen Muldoon personifies INNOCENCE and a love of THE GOOD and that is why, although I increased his age from twelve to fifteen, his Character Profile
shows little alteration. He is still twelve in other words, in many respects, although now he is blessed with the capacity to grasp pretty heavy ideas thrown at him by Li Po
his mentor and to think rationally and logically for himself. A twelve-year old would not have had the capacity to do that. To decide effectively you need to be savvy.
              This innocence is thrown into relief when Owen meets Satan in the form of Mr. Yuthere (derived from “You There!” a familiar soldier’s retort on the streets of
Derry in those days). Yuthere is Mr. Weights and Measures. Nothing escapes his scales. He measures everything, even the human smile. He is Maggie Thatcher’s “ugly face
of capitalism” in the flesh. He is all box and no content; and he wears white. He wears white because he is The Deceiver or, as the Bible puts it, “a liar from the beginning.”
Ruthless, heartless objectivity of the sort that characterized many Nazis at the Nuremberg trials is his modus operandi. In his pursuit of wealth, and the power it confers, he
preys on human fears and gullibility while trashing life, beauty and all that is sacred and good. He is the hidden force behind political power. His aim is world domination
and his appetite is infinite. Owen is far from comfortable the presence of his antithesis. The ineradicable Yuthere is the hidden side of the coin we call ‘good and evil’.
                                                                         PLOT                                                                      Page 1

        EXPLANATION: Important similarities are in            WHITE . VERY IMPORTANT or essential similarities are in caps and White.
                        TRAVELS WITH LI PO                                           HARRY POTTER AND THE PHILOSOPHER’S STONE

whose presence the cosmos and all creatures in it are aware. OM is             itself knows of his existence. He is linked to the forces of the cosmos.
linked to the forces of nature. Survives hecause he is recognised for who      Survives because he is recognised for who he is and protected by unseen
he is and protected by unseen powers. IT IS ESTABLISHED THAT HE IS             powers.
SURREAL WORLD. IS IT DREAM OR REALITY? IS INTRODUCED TO LI PO                  and releases it by magic.
the form of a comical little Puffin in order to instruct his charge.           HP IS RESCUED BY OLD HAGRID and told he is special - a wizard.
CHAPTER 3: THE ENCHANTED FOREST. OM’s education begins in earnest.             CHAPTER 4: HP promised fame and recognition at last as the wizard he
Li Po tells OM about THE PHILOSOPHER’S STONE to whet his appetite. Li          had no idea, except in retrospect, that he was and he is off to study
Po behaves unexpectedly. But OM is more concerned with survival at             witchcraft and expand his powers. CAST OF SERIES INTRODUCED.
this stagE. HP COMMUNES WITH A WILD ANIMAL, A TIGER. Li Po                     CHAPTER 5: HP has the fortune. Only fame awaits
demonstrates his clairvoyance by seeing INVISIBLE PRESENCES.                   CHAPTER 6: HP FINDS HIMSELF IN A SURREAL WORLD.
CHAPTER 4: OM journeys through the Land of The Serious who are                 CHAPTER 7: The school regime. MEETS DUMBLEDORE, HIS MENTOR AND
constantly at war with The Jokers. They live underground. OM meets the         GUARDIAN, A 150-YEARS-OLD ALCHEMIST.
gatekeeper and MUST PROVE HIS COURAGE in order to escape by                    CHAPTER 8: Madness. Dumbledore behaving unexpectedly. Harry the
climbing over the gate that is a hundred feet high.                            thinker.
CHAPTER 5: OM and hunger. The Red House. Madness.                              CHAPTER 9: Harry has feelings.
THE ROOM OF MIRRORS. Forced to make a fool out of himself for food.            CHAPTER 10: HP MUST PROVE HIS COURAGE.
CHAPTER 6: OM PERFORMS UNCONSCIOUS MAGICAL FEAT OF LEAPING                     CHAPTER 11: HP has established his warrior credentials again. Intro to
WALL. HE PINES FOR HIS MOTHER AND FATHER. Has fun wtih Li Po. Is                The Philosopher's Stone.
cross examined by the customs man, the incurable Joker.                        CHAPTER 12: HARRY LONGS FOR HIS MOTHER AND FATHER.
CHAPTER 7: OM arrives at Abandonville, the nightmare metropolis                THE INVISIBLE PRESENCES. THE ROOM OF MIRRORS.
where people are divided into only two classes, the Uglies and the             CHAPTER 13: THE PHILOSOPHER’S STONE.
Beautifuls.                                                                    CHAPTER 14: Interlude.
CHAPTER 8: The Virtue Agency and SATANIC MR. YUTHERE.                          CHAPTER 15: THE ENCHANTED FOREST and its strange creatures.
CHAPTER 9: OM betrayed and imprisoned. Obsessed with girl. Sees Li Po          The three headed dog. The baptism of fire proper. Hermione lets it all
as he really is in a dream... a wise old man. Is sent to the palace to meet    hang out. Harry has more feelings.
king and runs into the evil sadist Le Compte de Pilfer.                        CHAPTER 16: Chess game. Journey to the last chamber.
CHAPTER 10: Li Po scuppers Yuthere’s plans. OM is released.                    CHAPTER 17: SHOWDOWN WITH SATANIC VOLDEMORT.
             PLOT (specifics)                                                                                                                                       Page 2
EXPLANATION: Sub-themes are dealt with elsewhere in this document. The Ace of Hearts by William Kelly was published in The Writer’s Monthly in June 1990
and was widely distributed throughout the UK. This story, as winner of the UK televised competition that recieved over 600 entries and sponsored by the magazine
was mentioned frequently in support of Li Po’s submission to publishers in Ireland, Scotland and the UK. Travels with Li Po was born from The Ace of Hearts. The
magazine was widely read by aspiring writers. John Stokes was created as an archetype of victimization, the mirror of collective aloneness experienced by young
and old alike in Derry. The theme of The Ace of Hearts is how the hunchback John Stokes, brutalized by years of bullying and devoid of all hope, is rescued by the
love of his mother stretching from beyond the grave to transform his life by a bizarre magical intervention. It is a tale of magical empowerment from another world
and the foundation for what was to follow - TRAVELS WITH LI PO, a book to address the human predicament. Bullies are not just in playgrounds. You find them
P37: His face was round and he hated the fact it made him look even younger            P23: Dudley’s gang had been chasing him as usual, ..
which gave the bullies in his school one more reason to torture him.                   P20: Dudley's favourite punchbag was Harry.
P107: ‘This, let us not forget is The Land of The Jokers. Sick jokes, as you must      P27: Every body knew that Dudley’s gang hated that old Harry Potter in his baggy
have learnt by now, are the national diet. It keeps them all alive. Here it's like a   old clothes and broken glasses.
school playground, only a thousand times worse.’ (Li Po).                              P23: Dudley had laughed himself silly at Harry, who spent a sleepless night,
P103: Fear makes a man lonely. Loneliness makes a man afraid. It's a spiral, a         imagining school the next day, where he was already laughed at for his baggy
prison. So, he frightens others for the company. Bullies are Jokers.' (Li Po).         clothes and sellotaped glasses.

P22: The bullies played their games for real, and somebody always suffered,            P47: At school, Harry had no one. Everybody knew that Dudley’s gang hated that
some more, some less. And many, like Owen, suffered badly in a way grown-ups           old Harry Potter in his baggy old clothes and broken glasses, and nobody liked to
could never understand                                                                 disagree with Dudley’s Gang.

P1: Stokes was his name, John Stokes. Everybody recognized him, nobody knew
him. He was as friendless as a virus. No pigeons were going to eat out of his
hand. (The Ace of Hearts).                                                             P22: The Dursleys often spoke about Harry like this, as though he wasn’t there - or
P2: ‘Somebody should tell that pain to go home,' said Barny,... (The Ace of            rather, as though he was something very nasty that couldn’t understand them, like
Hearts).                                                                               a slug.
P2: Stokes wasn't winning yet. He never won. (The Ace of Hearts).                      P20; ‘Comb your hair!’, he barked by way of a morning greeting.
P2: Stokes wiped the slop off his knee as though he had done it himself.(The Ace       P19: ‘Up! Get up! Now!’
of Hearts).                                                                            P22: “That car’s new. He’s not sitting in it alone.”
P3: 'He's a burden.' He cut angrily into the meat. 'To himself and others.' His wife   P30: “Who’d be writing to you?” sneered Uncle Vernon.
turned on the tele and drew the curtains. (The Ace of Hearts).                         P26: “Out of the way you,” he said punching Harry in the ribs.
P4: Barny slowly raised his eyes: 'A horse let me down yesterday, cost me a
fortune. Badly handicapped. Shouldn't have gone near it. It fell at the last, the
humpy bastard.' (The Ace of Hearts).

P3: His bedsit was a dungeon, contained just a few bits and pieces of furniture        P20: Harry got slowly out of bed... Harry was used to spiders, because the
that his landlord might have picked out of a rubbish skip. (The Ace of Hearts).        cupboard under the stairs was full of them... and that is where he slept.
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                                                               PLOT: (specifics) (continued)
P4: Stokes woke up on the sofa. At least, he felt as if he had woken up. A           P216: “He didn’t realise that love as powerful as your mother’s
slender light floated in the middle of the room. It shone soft but bright like       for you leaves its own mark. Not a scar, no visible sign ... to have
the morning sun through mist.                                                        been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is
(The little hunchback is visited by his mother’s ghost). The Ace of Hearts           gone, will give us some protection forever.” (Dumbledore).
                                                                                     P87: Dotted here and there among the students, the ghosts
P5: 'Then what the hell is it? Black magic? Is that it!?'
                                                                                     shone misty silver.
'It's this,' replied Stokes with a smile. '' (referring to the visit   P153: He looked again in the mirror. A woman standing right be-
from his mother’s ghost. The them of The Ace of Hearts is the outreaching            hind his reflection was smiling at him and waving. ... She was a
of a mother’s love for her crippled son). (The Ace of Hearts)                        very pretty woman. She had dark red hair and her eyes - her
                                                                                     eyes are just like mine, Harry thought, edging a little closer to
                                                                                     the glass. Bright green - exactly the same shape, but then he no-
                                                                                     ticed she was crying; smiling, but crying at the same time.

P5: Joe stared into his crazy green eyes. (The Ace of Hearts)
P1: Stokes' eyes were marble lasers that seered you right through to the             P20: Harry had a thin face, knobbly knees, black hair and bright
marrow. (The Ace of Hearts)                                                          green eyes.

.P114: As the oars hit the water he covered his nose and mouth with his              P206:A disgusting smell filled their nostrils, making both of them
hands to ward off the intolerable pong that rose from the black river.               pull their robes up over their nose.

P19: Indifference ruled everywhere. He was alone in the midst of it like a           P37: As night fell, the promised storm blew up around them.
tiny spider in a big bath. The sun sank in a blaze of purple and a cold wind         Spray from the high waves splattered the walls of the hut and
came out of nowhere. That too frightened him.                                        fierce wind rattled the filthy windows……The storm raged more
                                                                                     and more ferociously as the night went on. Harry couldn’t sleep.
                                                                                     He shivered and turned over, trying to get comfortable, his
                                                                                     stomach rumbling with hunger.
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                                                                       PLOT (specifics)
P56: 'Tut, tut, tut, tut,' went on The Major, 'and double tut. It is better for your
own sake and for that of the human race at this pernicious time, when the very P102: Snape’s lips curled into a sneer.
pith and marrow of our civilization and culture is under threat, that you starve.'         “Tut, tut – fame clearly isn’t everything.”
P58: 'Tut, tut and treble tut, Sir. Have you no grat…eee… tuuude?'                   P118: Peeves cackled. “Wandering around at midnight….? Tut, tut, tut….
P62: 'Tut tut,' laughed Li Po, as he soared into the air.

P111: 'It would appear so,' said Owen noting the marble floor of black and           P204: They were standing on the edge of a huge chessboard…..
white tiles that stretched out before him like an endless chessboard.

'P47: Excuse me, Madam. Where is everybody?' asked Owen.....                         P51: “Gringotts is hundreds of miles under London, see.”
P48: 'Underground. When any of us gets depressed we come up here.'

P64: Thirdly, I am not really a Puffin at all, and so I've got few friends even      P213: “….and once I have the elixir of life I will be able to create a body of my
among Puffins. (Li PO the Master Magician)                                           own….”(Voldemort).
P47. Jokers killed most of the young'uns. Laughed for months too                       P43: ‘A muggle’, said Hagrid. ‘It’s what we call non-magic folk like them. An’
     when they did it.'                                                              it’s your bad luck you grew up in a family o’ the biggest Muggles I ever laid
P62: For Jokers games are what life is about.                                        eyes on.
P103: ‘Bullies are Jokers.' (Li Po)

P93: 'That's my job, Sir. I am to virtue what a hog is to truffles. I can see it in the
mystical aura. Psychic, you see. If in doubt, I send him to Gotcha.
'The governmental testing laboratory. They have a very advanced machine                 Filch is at least able to use wizarding devices that have their own innate magic
there. It incorporates a lie detector, a good manners detector, a virginity             such as the Secrecy Sensor used in Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.
detector, an emotion detector, compassion detector, libido detector, patriotism
detector, a humour detector and so on. It measures virtue to one ten
thousandth of a micro-penance. It can detect everything. It can even tell us how
many times you have picked your nose in public since birth.
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                                                                 PLOT (specifics) continued
P33/34: Li Po hopped quickly up to his mirror pretending not to see his mas-        P219: I don't think it was an accident he let me find out how the mirror
ter's disgruntled face. Then, the old man laughed:                                  worked."
'It's not that he's vain, as you suppose,' he whispered. 'That is all an act for
your benefit. He knows a great deal about you.
P53: The footman closed the door, paused a minute in front of a large mirror of
which there were several in the hall and then led the way
P54: Above the fire stood an oval mirror into which the Major intently gazed;
whether at himself or something else, it was difficult to say.

P53: The first thing he noticed was the vaulted ceiling festooned with gold         P87… Harry looked upwards and saw a velvety black ceiling dotted with
stars ....                                                                          stars.

P63: 'Li Po, he say, many streams flow to the same ocean. Bartholomew was a
Portuguese alchemist who voyaged to Peking in search of The Philosopher's
Stone. He met Li Po there.'

P22: For, St Benedict's High, however pretty it might have looked on the            P568 … P29:. tried not to think how he was going to look on his first day
outside, was actually a bullies' haven where the weak and the odd suffered          at Stonewall High -....

P88: Virtue! It's worth its invisible weight in gold fidgets.                       P50: “Give him five Knuts,..”

P47Owen moved on. Once or twice he looked back, not altogether sure if he
hadn't been talking to a ghost.                                                     P86: About twenty ghosts had just streamed through the back wall.

                                                                                    P59: ...and he leant forward eagerly, expecting to see fabulous jewels at the very
P59: At least that was his first thought. His second was - And I won't be getting
                                                                                    least - but at first he thought it was empty.
rich either

P110: When they reached the ground floor he was hustled down another flight
                                                                                     2942 P84: ....the little boats.... were carried along a dark tunnel, which
of stairs to the cellars. He heard the sounds of lapping water as they stopped.
                                                                                    seemed to be taking them right underneath the castle,until they reached
A subterranean river flowed at his feet in an echoing babble. A small rowing
boat drew alongside through the mist and he was pushed into it                      a kind of underground harbor, where they clambered out on to the rocks
                                                                                    and pebbles.
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                                                             PLOT (specifics) continued
P19: With an almighty crash the sea closed over.                               P38: Was that the sea, slapping hard on the rock like that? (HP)
P15: But, the horror was always present that the light swell would become      P37: The storm raged more and more ferociously as the night went on.
an angry sea,....
P23: The sea, as if in obedience, became softer as if to reassure him.
                                                                               P196: “SO WHAT?” Harry shouted. ….There won’t be any Hogwarts to get ex-
P127:….there was really no way he could permit him to pursue his mission of
                                                                               pelled from! He’ll flatten it,or turn it into a school for the Dark Arts!..... because
world conquest unimpeded.
                                                                               I’m never going over to the Dark Side!”

P116: If mercy were a physical attainment the Compte would be a
                                                                               P163: “Longbottom, if brains were gold you’d be poorer than Weasley,
total cripple.
                                                                               and that’s saying something.
P106: Something in what the bird said always seemed to reach a part of him
that seemed to be wiser than his thinking self.
P18: He felt as though it wasn't him swimming at all, but someone else out-
side him, who was only mildly curious as to whether or not he would drown.

P15: How difficult it was now to heed the warning he remembered from Miss      P113: Professor McGonagall peered sternly over her glasses at Harry;
Cecilia's talk on safety at sea. "Under no circumstances,' she said, "if the   “I want to hear you’re training hard, Potter, or I may change my mind about
worse ever comes to the worse, drink sea-water!"                                punishing you.”

P17: But, nothing seemed ever to please Jonathan. He was spoilt and always     P21: Dudley meanwhile was counting his presents. His face fell.
miserable. In the canteen, Jonathan was the only one who dared complain        “Thirty-six,” he said. ....”That’s two less than last year.”
about his dinner, often

                                                                               P95: “And now before we go to bed, let us sing the school song!” ( Dumbledore).
            He's six foot two. Has eyes of green,
                                                                                              Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
            And the strength of fifty lions.
                                                                                              Teach us something please.
            His waist is thin. Commits no sin.
                                                                                              Whether we be old and bald
            His limbs are concrete pylons.                                                    Or young with scabby knees,
            His word is true. All honour due.                                                 Our heads could do with filling
            He never will confuse ya.                                                         With some interesting stuff,
            He's the King, the King, the King of                                              For now they’re bare and full of air,
            Strandedusia.                                                                     Dead flies and bits of fluff.
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EXPLANATION: This is important enough to be part of the title of the Harry Potter book. In “...Li Po” it is established as the goal to die for. It is indeed what “..Li Po” is
all about and you would be hard pressed to find a better or more exciting goal for any story especially one for children because it is the ultimate goal.

P38/39: 'The man who finds The Philosopher's Stone never dies,' said Li Po              P161: “A stone that makes gold and stops you ever dying!” said Harry,….Anyone
haughtily. 'The Philospoher's Stone, that's what they call the mystery of things,       would want it!”
the answer to the riddle of the universe. Li Po has all power and all wisdom. He
can turn lead into gold as well.'                                                       P215:”As for the stone it has been destroyed.”... (Dumbledore)
'Gee,' said Owen. 'I wouldn't mind having that trick up my sleeve.'                          “But that means he and his wife will die, won’t they?”(H P)
'Many have tried, earthling. Down through the ages there have been wizards and               “They have enough Elixir stored to set their house in order and then,
warlocks. In what you call the Middle Ages they called themselves alchemists.                 yes, they will die.”
Before that they were known as The Druids. Li Po learnt his skills in Egypt. He
was an                                                                                  P162: Harry and Ron were still discussing what they would do with a
explorer. Still is.'                                                                    Philosopher’s Stone if they had one. It wasn’t until Ron said he’d buy his own
'Did he tell you the secret?'                                                           Quidditch team …
'Tell me Li Po. Tell me the secret!' pleaded Owen.
P63: “Bartholomew was a Portuguese alchemist who voyaged to Peking                      P160: “ Professor Dumbledore is particularly famous for .... and his work
in search of The Philosopher's Stone. He met Li Po there.'                              on Alchemy with his partner Nicolas Flamel. “

'And did Li Po give him.......'                                                         \P161: “Nicolas Flamel,” she whispered dramatically, “is the only known maker
'Yes, now he is an immortal, like me.'                                                  of The Philospher’s Stone!” (Hermione)

Then, why does he live......Why does he live like a tramp?'
'All immortals are tramps, sonny. They have nothing, own nothing, rule nothing.
They wander forever.'                                                                   P161: The ancient study of alchemy is concerned with making The
'P36: You're not as stupid as you look, earthling. Li Po was a great magician. He       Philosopher’s Stone, a legandary substance with astonishing powers. The
found The Philosopher's Stone.'                                                         stone will transform any metal into pure gold. It also produces the Elixir
'The what?'                                                                             of Life. which will make the drinker immortal. (Hermione reading from
'Never mind....... Li Po found the secret of eternal life. I am Li Po, master of my-
self. I am over two thousand years old. '
P35: 'My master was an ancient Chinese philosopher and a magician.”Does it
P43: I don't know if it's all a dream and I don't care no more neither.
Don't talk to me about eternal youth or Chinese magicians or anything else for
that matter! I am going to sleep......after I say my prayers.
PLOT (specifics)                  continued       THE PHILOSOPHER’S STONE                                                                 Exhibited paintings - 1989-1990 by William Kelly         Page 8
EXPLANATION; (continued ) I have explained in the preface to TRAVELS WITH LI PO the origin of the idea of The
Philosopher’s Stone and, tempting as it is to launch into a long diatribe on Alchemy and Hermeticism, I must give it a
miss. What I present below is a signifcant fact of another example of symbolic colour used throughout the text. Gold is
deliberately and repeatedly used to remind the reader that the hero’s quest is (a) spiritual (b) The Philosopher’s Gold;
and both have to do with ‘reality’ on the one hand and the illusions of form on the other, or Maya, as it is called in
Buddhism. All I did was tie the legend of the Philosopher’s Stone as a mythical substance capable of changing
corruptible base metals into incorruptible gold to a journey into self-realisation in a parallel world through which a                                                                              A-C
bullied kid with low self-esteem and from humble background could become what he already was - a prince. It was the
natural outcome of my work at the time and not especially unusual but provided an answer of sorts for the time I was
living in and the problems kids were faced with. It was more of a vision than an idea and an exciting one at that.

P38: Li Po has all power and all wisdom. He can turn lead into gold as well.'
P52: He wore a hat, a gold cape, white silk stockings and buckled shoes with red bows
P32: Theresa Fairchild, who was the prettiest girl in the school, with her long golden hair used
to cry when people laughed at her
P46: 'There is a war in Goldland and I fears it may spread’.
P15.....when ships were no more than enormous wooden houses and pirates hunted the seas
for gold...                                                                                                                                                                                         D-F
P53: The first thing he noticed was the vaulted ceiling festooned with gold stars
P59: There were plenty of wooded hills around about and narrow lakes reflected the golden
sheen of the new sky.
P79: The ceiling blazed with a motif of bumblebees all embossed in gold; a corona of
sparkling chandeliers hung from its center.
P80: She was perfect; tall, with long hair that might have been made by gold worms if there
was such a thing as gold worms.
P81:Last year The Virtue Agency, of which I am chairman, grossed over seventy million gold
fidgets despite libel actions and breakages.                                                                                                                                                        GH
P88: .... Servilia whose hair was now turning to an incandescent glow of gold thanks to a ray
of sunlight that fell upon her...
P98: ... just to be near her, watching the light play along the white gold of her hair...
P101: Her hair was golden and something about her figure was familiar to him.
P102: She wore a single blue dress that reached to her ankles and a gold chain gleamed across (A) The bully with barbed tongue. (B) Enlightenment. (C) Antiquity.
her waist.                                                                                    (D) Headless Venus. (E) The goal. (F) Eire (G) Spirit Bird (H) Awareness
P112: As the man left, the curtain swung back to reveal a monstrous golden throne.                                         These paintings are surrealist paintings from 1989/90. Note the bird.
                                                                                                                           The square is a symbol of Enlightenment or Wholeness (Jung).
P124: In one of the puddings he found a small bag of gold coins.
                               OWEN MULDOON – A BLUEPRINT FOR A BOY-HERO                                                                                   Page 1
What follows is the actual character profile for the boy-hero I created in        His values derive from these concerns in the main. By family we can also
1990. It is simply a list of the things that are truly important to him in self   read ‘relationships’. Friends in a word. Kids are like that. Stress is the angst
and in life and that make him what he is. Some of these laudable qualities        they live under and dread at the same time. As a father, I knew well
are derived from my son Paul who lived with me at the time and was                enough that relationships are what young kids’ lives are all about. School
twelve-years old when I began writing the book. Even though I increased           and home comprise the two halves of this universe of relationships and
the age of Owen from twelve to fourteen and later fifteen I altered few of        failure to negotiate the rapids swirling in either can have fatal
these evaluations as I had a clear idea of what my hero was like. I have          consequences. If some values seem contradictory it is because in reality
changed the font from the old Courier Amstrad type at to make it more             that is how it is with adolescents. The contradictions bring stress. Sex and
legible but retained the font, for old time’s sake, in the list itself.           romance for instance. Fear and courage. Hope and despair and so on. It is
The document is here reproduced exactly as it was then.                           the human condition. However pressing the physical need may be the need
           You can see immediately that Owen’s initial name was SAM. This         for intimacy tends to overshadow it for many and Owen is in that category.
was changed later to OWEN for reasons I explain in the preface to “…Li Po”        So too with the need for excitement and the yearning for security, etc.
and I added a year onto his age as well. Sam indeed was, from the                          The stress of abandonment is Owen’s private nightmare but it is
beginning, only twelve years old but I was eager to introduce him to the          also a reflection of the angst of our age and in particular the chaotic
public and decided he needed to be older for all sorts of reasons that I          environment we were living in at the time in Derry. That is where the idea
explain in the preface. I increased his age to fourteen and later to fifteen      of The Philosopher’s Stone first came from. It is a metaphor for liberation
because I wanted to impress on prospective publishers that the series was         or Enlightenment. Everything was to come from Owen and so I created this
a rites of passage epic as much as anything else. In the similarities pages I     blueprint to make sure I had an objective purchase on what made him tick
will be making reference to this document. So, have a good look at it. I have     and could elaborate on the various elements at will. Whatever situation he
highlighted those elements that are the most essentially important in the         found himself in I could determine or verify his response. Also, as he
definition and portrayal of my hero. It is the portrait first and foremost of a   developed I could chart by how much and in what sphere of his personality
HUMAN BEING.                                                                      change was desirable or necessary. Here then is the actual engine of my
            You can see that there are only two things more important in          book in diagrammatic form as it existred in 1990. Owen Muldoon is the
life to our hero than anything else. FAMILY AND FREEDOM FROM STRESS.              centre of this fictional world. Everything comes from him.
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Explanation: Below is the Character file of OM as it existed 1990.              d)     WORK.......................... 4
It is recorded here verbatim.                                                   e)     MONEY......................... 5
Owen Muldoon (formerly Sam, twelve -year-old) is a fourteen-                    f)     SOCIABILITY VERSUS SOLITUDE... 6
year-old boy (later fifteen) with blond hair and blue eyes. He is tall
                                                                                g)     SECURITY...................... 2
for his age and gangly with knees a little in-turned. He wears
denim, a T-shirt and trainers. He is sullen and morose and a little             h)     PRESTIGE,POWER,RECOGNITION...                3
spoilt. Weak, in a word. He has to learn to be self-reliant and free.           i)     EDUCATION..................... 4
He misses his family and pleasures something awful. But, he is a                j)     OWNERSHIP..................... 2
thinker who likes to figure things out for himself. Back home, he               k)     ROOTS AND TRADITION........... 4
has three sisters. His mother and father are farmers. He would
                                                                                l)     RELIGION...................... 3
have liked to have had a brother and feels he has been cheated.
                                                                                m)     PHYSICAL ACTIVITY............. 5
However, he is physically strong and doesn't like to be beaten.
                                                                                n)     INTELLECTUAL ACTIVITY......... 2
                                                                                o)     CREATIVE ACTIVITY............. 4
       Owen Muldoon’s CHARACTER PROFILE
                                                                                p)     FEELING FREE FROM STRESS.......1
MARKS OUT OF TEN IN ORDER OF IMPORTANCE.                                        q)     APPEARANCES................... 2
                                                                                r)     PHYSICAL COMFORT AND CONVENIENCE..5
3=IMPORTANT.                                                                    s)     EXCITEMENT,STIMULATION,VARIETY..3
                                                                                t)     INTEGRITY......................2
6=RELEVANT BUT NOT ESSENTIAL.                                                   u)     PLEASURE.......................3
                                                                                v)     TIME...........................2
9=EXPENDABLE.                                                                   w)     ROMANCE........................2
                                                                                x)     WEATHER........................2

a)SEX........................... 9                                       If we put it in logical sequence we can see clearly what makes the character
b) FAMILY........................ 1                                      who he is by seeing at a glance what is important to him. All of the
c)HEALTH........................ 3                                       following are important to him from the beginning. Throughout the series,
                                                                         it was to be expected that some would move up or down the list as the
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character developed and he began to contact his true self through the trials                              *By religion, I mean religious values that are more important to Owen
and tribulations I had set out for him. As you can see his own salvation and                              than country or education per se…. by which is to be understood school
his family and friends are the most important things in life to him - what he                             education in the main, as distinct from learning and finding out for oneself.
is prepared to die for. It was necessary therefore to find a goal for him that                            Owen has moral values. And he has courage. He has a mind of his own.
would involve both of these and that is where The Philosopher’s Stone                                              Intellectual activity is very important to Owen . He is to survive by
came from. Given the spiritual vacuum we were living in at the time and                                   his intelligence first and foremost which, more than anything, determines
my own attempts to understand that vacuum in my work The Philosopher’s                                    the situations he is placed in.. Most kids know the importance of education
Stone was anything but an arbitrary choice. It was an inevitable one.                                     but where is the kid who likes the confinement of school? Throughout his
                                                                                                          adventures , in fact, Owen is moving around his school, in a real sense,
                  Most Important                                  Important                               albeit in a different world. School is one half of his universe and his
 A) FEELING FREE FROM STRESS.........1              u) PLEASURE.....................................3     education continues in the other world.
                                                                                                                 The above headings are not my invention by the way. They are
B) FAMILY (includes relationships).....1            s)EXCITEMENT,STIMULATION, et.c....3
                                                                                                          standard attributes of any character. They are a mirror of human nature.
                                                    *l) RELIGION.....................................3
                                                    h) PRESTIGE,POWER,RECOGNITION..3                      Courage doesn’t figure in the list because Owen assumes his courage as a
                 Very Important                                                                           permanent feature of who he is. To be the person as outlined in the list
                                                    c) HEALTH........................................ 3
t) INTEGRITY................................2                                                             requires considerable courage. He doesn’t wake up in the morning saying to
                                                                    Fairly Important                      himself “I am courageous” any more than he wakes up in the morning
                                                    d) WORK..........................................4    saying “I am Irish”. Knowing his own fears, he is less enamoured of courage
q) APPEARANCES....................... ..2
                                                    i) EDUCATION................................. 4       per se than he is abhorred by its absence - cowardice, a fact that is well
v) TIME.........................................2                                                         displayed in the Virtue Agency and the King’s hall at the end of the book.
                                                    k) ROOTS AND TRADITION.............. 4
w) ROMANCE................................2                                                               Courage is who he is for his predestined role in life was to be a spiritual
                                                    o) CREATIVE ACTIVITY..................... 4
x)    WEATHER.................................2                                                           warrior. That is why I created him in the first place.
                                                                                                                 What I did was establish Owen Muldoon as a human being and as
                                                                                                          an individual first and foremost. It has to be borne in mind too that these
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are values he embraces in himself. They manifest as bahaviour, his                  What follows are factual similarities between two books - TRAVELS WITH LI
excessive politeness for example, his honesty, his self-reliance all of which       PO, written by me in 1990 and HARRY POTTER AND THE PHILOSOPHER’S
are linked to his integrity. Above all, they are made manifest in the               STONE first published 1997. It is a comparison between a book that came
decisions he makes and has to make. He has to make responsible and                  out of a life, a creative and philosophical pursuit and a
intelligent decisions, and it is in this aspect I intended to make him as           war-torn place and a book that a great many believe came out of nowhere.
appealing to adults as to children because all are faced with just that – the               I have not read the entire Harry Potter series and don’t intend to.
need to decide even if the outcome of the decision cannot always be                 My reason for that is perfectly simple. First of all my view of ‘the
known. Existentialism has much to say about decisions and beliefs as                phenomenon’ is very different from yours. Secondly, it’s the first book that
determinants of being and where morals or their absence figure in the               matters most in any series. That’s where you set out your themes and
equation. Fact is Owen, living in an existentialist nightmare MUST DECIDE.          establish your characters and general plot outlines. Like a TV soap the first
       My book was crafted from the start to appeal to both children and            episode is crucial but once the audience is familiar with the characters the
their parents. Owen is a child challenged by an adult world because that is         rest is fairly straight forward. The original pitch is what really matters, the
how it is in reality for all children. A child knows himself to be a midget         ideas an themes and in my case the philsosophy that informs it all. In
surrounded by monsters whom he must trust if he is to survive.                      Travels with Li Po, everything is deliberately understated, everything is
       Sam’s profile is, of course, that of a fourteen-year-old loner, more         carefully positioned, nothing is there that shouldn’t be. It is very dense in
or less, a profile also of a twelve-year-old loner which is how he started out. terms of ideas.
It is a diagram of what is important to him not a list of his characteristics per          Where children are concerned, once they empathize with their hero
se. These characteristics devolve from his belief system and what is really         or heroine it really doesn’t matter after that where the story goes because
important him. His politeness for example is allied to his sense of integrity,      they will follow their guiding light anywhere, even to the moon to dine with
his closeness to those he cares about and his regard for himself however            little green men, in green castles where green monsters dwell in green
flawed it is in reality. His courage is what keeps himself together for his         dungeons breathing green fire.
causa sui project and enables him to protect WHO HE IS from what others                    The first book in the series therefore is what I have concentrated
might make of him. He has the stuff of heroes which is what I was creating          on. Factual citations from other sources about other books in the Harry
essentially. An old fashioned hero but one not afraid to show his feelings          Potter series are taken on trust and only where they are necessary.
                   OWEN MULDOON’S DOMINANT TRAITS                                                        HARRY POTTER’S DOMINANT TRAITS
                                                                                     One of Harry's most defining personality traits is his bravery and his
P119:You are very brave. (King to OM)                                                willingness to risk his life for others. (http:/
P99: 'He has her hypnotized. I will set her free.' (OM) (CP=1)                       Character:Harry_Potter#Characteristics) (CP=1)
P104: 'But Yuthere is more than ugly. He's grotesque. He's evil.'                    P196: “SO WHAT?” Harry shouted. ….There won’t be any Hogwarts to get
P20;… the stewardess who made a special request to the captain so that he            expelled from! He’ll flatten it,or turn it into a school for the Dark Arts!.....
could phone his mother to wish her happy                                             because I’m never going over to the Dark Side!”
P61: There was good food on the table and the smiling face of his mother.            Friendships are the most important things in Harry’s life; “More than any-
There was the friendly advice of his father                                          thing else at Hogwarts, more even than playing Quidditch, Harry missed
P18: He clambered on top and lay flat down clutching its sides, unable to re-        his best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.” 15. Ibid., Chamber
strain the crying fit that suddenly came over him. He called out into the            of Secrets, 11 (
darkness. He called for Theresa, for Fred, for Jonathan. He called for Miss
Cecilia. He called again and again. He heard no reply. His friends were all          P153: Harry was so close to the mirror now that his nose was almost
gone and his teachers too and all the others who had been on the ship.               touching his reflection. “Mum?” he wispered. “Dad?” CP=1
P33: Owen thought about his lost friends. He realized he liked Theresa ...           P156: And there was his mother and father smiling at him again and one
more than he thought. And he regretted now not having told her so.                   of his grandfathers nodding happily. Harry sank down to sit on the floor
P32: 'Now, they know what it's like to be drowned.'                                  in front of the mirror. There was nothing to stop him staying here all
Owen collapsed in a flood of tears. (CP=1)                                           night with his family. Nothing at all.
P107: Owen flung himself on the straw face down.
'Why is all this happening to me?'
P108: He even managed to scratch a couple of poems to Servilia onto the
hard cement, but thinking Li Po might consider them amateurish, he quickly           Harry doubts himself and this is not only a stage he goes through at
scratched them out again.                                                            eleven, but at several points in his life. Harry is often unsure of his
P109: Time and again he screamed through the door or tried to tear it from           abilities and often undervalues himself. This is what makes Harry human
its hinges. Defeated, he would laugh hysterically at his absurd belief in his        and helps the reader relate to him. (
own strength and then the laughter would turn to tears.
P105: 'But, life is so empty. So grey.' moaned Owen. 'I can't see the point in
any of it, if I can't make her my friend. And I never will. I just want to die, Li   P76: “I bet,” he added, voicing for the first time something that had been
Po.'CP=1                                                                             worrying him a lot lately, “I bet I’m the worst in the class.” (HP) CP=1
P108: The riddle strained his will. Try as he might he just could not figure it
out. CP=1
P39: Owen, for his part, lay long time thinking. If only that ship had spotted       P205: “We’re nearly there, “ he muttered suddenly. “Let me think - let me
him he wouldn't have had to go through all this. CP=1                                think...” CP=1
P77: Owen sat up and relaxed. He could think a little clearer now. CP=1              P63: Harry could have laughed out loud with relief. He was safe. CP=1
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                                                   CHARACTER SIMILARITIES
EXPLANATION: When the Japanese want to do Hamlet on stage or screen, they pick a small guy with black hair. It is still Hamlet he plays. The character is
the man. Or, as Mr. Yuthere put it so Owen....”what’s a little dye between friends?”
 Strong character similarities especially those that pertain to the the Character Profile are in RED with the specific trait cited as CP and the
relevant number siginfying importance beside it, wherever necessary. CP-2 for example means a facor of great importance to OM. Pages in both volumes are
numbered on the left. For simplicity Owen is cited by his initials OM as is Harry Potter - HP.

                        OWEN MULDOON                                                                         HARRY POTTER

P32: 'Were there any more survivors.......Mister Po?'                          P15: "...But how in the name did Harry survive?"
'None,' announced the bird as if he was calling a tennis score.                P17: "To Harry Potter, the boy who lived."
P16: Owen Muldoon found it very hard to believe that he was the sole

P36: 'And what if I call you Loony Muldoony? Would you like that?'             P11: "Harry. Nasty, common name if you ask me."
'You don't like Gabriel?'                                                      P81: ‘Think my name’s funny do you?’(Malfoy)
'My name is Li Po.' (Li Po to OM)

P37: As well as being tallish for his age he was also skinny and a little      P20: "....Harry had always been skinny for his age."
P30: 'Skinny, isn't he?' (Li Po of OM)

P30: He'd be famous overnight. He'd be on every television channel in the      P15: "He'll be famous - a legend - I wouldn't be surprised if today was
world. He would be more famous than anyone that had ever lived. CP-2           known as Harry Potter day in future - there will be books written about
                                                                               Harry - every child in our world will know his name."
                                                                               P47: “…. you’ll be right famous at Hogwarts”. CP-2

P69: Owen needed no more persuasion. Seconds later, he was running
through the traffic, ....                                                      P20: Harry didn't look it, but he was very fast.
P49:The thing to do was to get to hell out of there as fast as his footwear
would allow.
P70: Once free of the traffic, Owen slowed down. His feet and legs ached
even more.....
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P40: 'What!? Speak to a!? You speak to him.'                       P25: “I know,” Harry murmured through the glass although he wasn’t sure
P42: 'Tiger, tiger burning bright in the forests of the night,' he began.         the snake could hear him. “It must be really annoying.”
                                                                                  P202: “Yeah,” said Ron, “ and lucky Harry doesn’t lose his head in a crisis.”

P27: 'Puffins don't talk,' scoffed Owen.                                          P24: ….’MOTORBIKES DON’T FLY’

P45: 'Just......just don't say another word,' said Owen. 'Not another word. I     P111: “Give it here,’ Harry called, ‘or I’ll knock you off that broom!”
mean it.'                                                                         P192: “I wish I knew what this means!’ he burst out angrily. (HP)
'P103: ‘Of course, she does, you stupid bird! Everybody wants to be free!'        P116: “Shut up, both of you,!” said Harry sharply....
P40: ‘This is no time for jokes bird!” (OM)                                       P134: “He’s just made that story up,” Harry muttered angrily....

P17: 'I really don't know how to dance,' was all he said.                         P102: “I don’t know, sir,” said Harry.
P67: “I don’t really know.” CP=2                                                  P70: “Yes,” said Harry. “The thing is – the thing is, I don’t know how to-“

P93: 'And where do I come into your scheme?' asked Owen looking down at           P29: He sat down at the table and tried not to think about how he was
his rags.                                                                         going to look on his first day– like he was wearing bits of old elephant skin,
P79: He adjusted what was left of his clothes and tried to ignore the chaffed     probably.
toes that poked through his trainers.                                             P23: Dudley had laughed himself silly at Harry, who spent a sleepless night,
 P102: Owen turned his head away, and then sadly began picking threads            imagining school the next day, where he was already laughed at for his
from the fringe of a rent on the knee of his jeans.                               baggy clothes and sellotaped glasses. CP=2
P61: He remembered too how shabby he looked in the mirror of The
Major's hall.
P80: Owen sat down on the velvet feeling very awkward in his rags. CP=2

P26: 'Where am I, Sir?' he asked.                                                 P73: “Poor dear – no wonder he was alone, I wondered. He was ever so
P78: 'If there is any way I can repay you for your kindness Missus.....,' began   polite when he asked how to get on to the platform.
Owen:                                                                             P41: I’m sorry, but I still don’t really know who you are.’ (HP)
P53: ‘I....would be glad of any food you could spare me, Sir.’                    P217: And sir, there’s one more thing....(HP) CP=2
P57/58: 'I couldn't possibly accept all that,' said Owen remembering his
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P58: He was angry at the way these people had made a fool of him.                   P107: “Typical,” said Harry darkly. “Just what I always wanted. To make a
P89: There didn't seem to be a lot to smile about and he felt foolish.              fool of myself on a broomstick in front of Malfoy.

P26: Try as he did, he could not sleep. Images came and went in his mind:           P135: Harry went to bed with his head buzzing with the same
P26: 'Inquisitive wee lad now, aren't you?' (Bart)                                  question.Neville was snoring loudly but Harry couldn’t sleep. He tried to
'I have to know....' began Owen.                                                    empty his mind –
P62: 'Wait a minute!' cried Owen. 'There are some questions....'                    P63:… he swallowed a lot of new questions that had just occurred to him….
P66: 'You see I'm lost...... I'm trying to find......'                              P112: “Potter, this is Oliver Wood. Wood – I’ve found you a Seeker.”
P28: 'But, I have to know!' Owen stared wild-eyed.                                  P145: “We must have been through hundreds of books already and we can’t
P53: 'I am a traveler on my way home,' he said clearly. (OM) CP = 1                 find him anywhere – just give us a hint – I know I’ve read his name
                                                                                    somewhere.” (HP) CP = 1

P18: He clambered on top and lay flat down clutching its sides, unable to           P217: ...which gave Harry time to dry his eyes on the sheets. When he had
restrain the crying fit that suddenly came over him                                 found his voice again...

P66: The dryness was back again in his throat.'The Land of The Best People in The
                                                                                    P212: “I must lie,” he thought desperately. “ I must look and lie about what I
World,' he lied.
P68: 'Yes!' lied Owen. 'I know a few ologies.'
                                                                                    P61: “Nothing,” Harry lied.

                                                                                    P213: “LIAR!’ Harry shouted suddenly.
P89: 'But that is lying!' protested Owen.

                                                                                    P195: Harry flushed.
P82: 'I suppose not,' said Owen who blushed carmine as his stomach
                                                                                    P62: Harry felt himself go red.

P106: Maybe, she wasn't who he thought she was. In that case, beauty was
                                                                         P189: But who’d be that desperate?” he wondered aloud. “If you are going
just an illusion; and if it was an illusion then what hope for anyone?
                                                                         to be cursed forever, death’s better isn’t it?” (HP) CP=2
(OM )CP = 2
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P32: Is there danger in the forest?'                                                P187: “The forest is not safe at this time – especially for you.”
‘For you there will be.

P58: 'You belong in another century, all of you. Can't you see that?'               P81: “I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks,” he said
P96: 'I'll consider your offer, Sir. But I have to go.'                             coolly.

                                                                                    P31: ‘ I want to read it,’ said Harry furiously., ‘as it’s mine.’
P30: If I could take Li Po back home with me......I would make millions.            P122: “A Nimbus Two Thousand, sir,” said Harry…..”And it’s really thanks to
P60: I’d have a swimming pool and a gym.                                            Malfoy here that I’ve got it,” he added.
'P123: Well, I need food, and new clothes and shoes and some money to               P148: Harry stuffed the cloak quickly out of sight. He didn’t feel like sharing
help me get home.' (CP-2)                                                           it with anyone else just yet.
                                                                                    P123: Harry had a lot of trouble keeping his mind on his lessons that day. It
                                                                                    kept wandering up to the dormitory where his new broomstick was lying
                                                                                    under his bed…. (CP-2)

P50: But, suddenly, his legs began to tremble as if an electric current had
been passed through them.                                                              P134: Why should he be afraid of Snape?
P40/41: A wave of fear came over Owen. He grabbed his machete.                         P205: Harry’s knees were trembling. What if they lost?
P110: Owen could see why as he gazed with horror at the numerous                       P211: And to Harry’s horror, a voice answered….
skeletons that lined the way                                                           P206: Shaking, Harry moved three spaces to the left.
P40/41:'But I am! I'm terrified. Look at me; I'm trembling from head to foot.'         P212: He saw his reflection, pale and scared looking....
'You just have to control it. Go on. He knows you're in here.'                         P213: The feeling suddenly surged back into Harry’s legs.
That last sentence had a strange effect on Owen. His fear became a raging terror.      P152: Harry felt the blood drain out of his face….. and to his horror.....
His teeth chattered, his hair stood on end and his entire body felt like it had turned P86: Harry’s heart gave a horrible jolt. A test?
into a blob of jelly that was sliding down a corrugated roof.

P80: The square man went on:                                                        P20: Harry had a thin face, knobbly knees, black hair and bright green
'You are not bad looking. Of course we will have to do something about the          eyes."
chin, too pointy. And dark hair is in these days. But, what's a little dye          P153:.... even a little old man who looked as though he had Harry’s knobbly
between friends? And the knees might have to be straightened.                       knees.
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P102: Then he fell to his knees, overcome by a sadness that was impossible    P153: He had a powerful kind of ache inside him, half joy, half terrible
to bear.                                                                      sadness.

P108: He grew to hate this old man even though he was not real.               P144: “I hate them both,” said Harry, ….

P68: Are you familiar with that word.......ideology?'                         P41: “I know some things,’ he said. “I can, you know, do maths and stuff.”
'Yes!' lied Owen. 'I know a few ologies.'                                     P171: Ron wanted to skip Herbology and....

P41: 'You're a coward.'                                                       P90: ‘....Plenty of courage I see....- and nice thirst to prove yourself.’
'I am not!' CP-1                                                                                                                     (sorting hat). CP-1

P75: Owen, feeling suddenly very ashamed of himself, fought his way           P179: He felt so ashamed of himself that he went to Wood.... CP-2
through the mob. CP-2

P23: He resolved then he would not sleep again, no matter what.               P179: Harry’s new resolution not to interfere in anything....

P62: “… If you had laughed out loud even once they would have killed you      P213: “Then kill him fool and be done!” screeched Voldemort.
on the spot. Sports people, don't you know?” (Li Po).
P114: One boiler coming up.' He reached for his pen to add his signature to
Owen's death warrant

P61: 'You've been reading my thoughts!' exclaimed Owen sitting up.            P203: Not for nothing though was Harry the youngest Seeker in a century.
                                                                              He had a knack for spotting things other people didn’t.

P52: He was an absurd and comical little thing but Owen didn't feel brave
enough to laugh                                                               P92: Harry didn’t know whether to laugh or not.
P92: It was difficult not to laugh.
                                                      TIME. Character Profile                  (2) = Very Important.
Explanation: Time is the child’s tormentor          and prison in more ways than one, as it is with many grown ups which is why I gave it special significance in
my story. After all, the plot is the quest for immortality, so time is the focus and has to be a focus from the start.
                               TRAVELS WITH LI PO                                                  HARRY POTTER AND THE PHILOSOPHER’S STONE

  P25: That were forty years ago now.                                                          P27: He had lived with the Dursley’s almost ten years…..
  P44: He had walked, crawled and stumbled for hours through the thicket...                    P115: “Half past eleven,” Ron muttered at last, “we’d better go.”
  P16: Another explosion, and in less than a minute, The Saxon Princess was gone.              P116: Ron looked at his watch and then glared furiously at Hermione and Neville.
  P50 By the fob watch Bartholomew had given him, less than an hour had passed.                P116: Thank goodness you found me! I’ve been out here for hours…
  P50: A whole day could last no more than three or four hours.                                P108: At three-thirty that afternoon, Harry,…..
  P92: The Beautifuls have to change their fashions every four weeks...                        P33: The repaired alarm rang at six o’clock next morning.
  P124: Now, he had the first decent meal for weeks.                                           P34: On Friday….On Saturday….On Sunday morning…
  P48: 'I am a hundred and eighty three and six weeks. 'Course nobody wants you when           P36: Monday. This reminded Harry of something.
  you get to a hundred and twenty’.                                                            P36: Tuesday, was Harry’s eleventh birthday.
  P36: I am over two thousand years old. '                                                     P161: “ Mr Flamel, who celebrated his six hundred and sixty-fifth birthday last year…..”
  P36: 'Alright I'm not. I'm seven months.                                                     P67: Every night before he went to sleep, Harry ticked off another day on a piece of paper
  P46: 'Guess I'll sees to it, right away. Tomorrow, maybes or the day after,...               he had pinned to the wall, counting down to September the first.
  P47: Jokers killed most of the young'uns. Laughed for months too when they did it.'          P67: On the last day of August...Two hours later….They reached King’s Cross at half past
  P67: You get six months in jail for Stubbornism around here.'                                ten.
  P117: A month in jail without food was the sentence.                                         P68: Harry woke at five O’clock the next morning and was too excited and nervous to go
  P100: Half an hour later he found himself in what appeared to be the local jail.             back to sleep. ( Time in CP).
  P100: It seemed to him that hours passed before he found himself in the topmost cell of      P104: As they climbed the steps out of the dungeon an hour later, Harry’s mind was rac-
   the tower....                                                                               ing….
                                                                                               P104: At five to three they left the castle and made their way across the grounds.
  P121: We must have a war every six months.
                                                                                               P169: According to the large clock over the arrivals board, he had ten minutes left…..
  P121:.... we flash his picture on our television screens every ten minutes.
                                                                                               P126: Perhaps it was because he was now so busy, what with Quidditch practice three eve-
  P56: I have never encountered this before, in over thirty years of service.
                                                                                               nings a week ….., but Harry could hardly believe it when he realised that he’d already been
  P65: 'You are the first foreigner we have had in ten years,'
                                                                                               at Hogwarts two months.
  P65: I work ninety hours a week.
                                                                                               P136: By eleven o’clock the whole school seemed to be out in the stands.
  P81: And that's a helluva lot of fidgets for a firm that's only been in existence for nine
                                                                                               P38: Five minutes to go. …Four minutes to go….Three minutes to go…One minute to go and
  hundred and fifty-two years.'
                                                                                               he’d be eleven. Thirty seconds….twenty etc,etc, etc. character chart.
  P90: We would have to find a new recruit, spend four years training him and pay him          P167: “Hermione, the exams are ages away.”
  whatever he asked.                                                                                  “Ten weeks,” Hermione snapped.
  P102: He watched her for over half an hour in a sort of trance...                            P123: As seven O’clock drew nearer, Harry…….
  P109: Owen hated this most of all, for it meant he was kept awake for hours, far from        P76: Around half-past twelve there was….
  his dream,....                                                                               P66: “...yer ticket for Hogwarts,” he said. “ First o’ September – Kings Cross…..
  P110: It was a full hour before the warders could bring themselves to laugh....              P172: It had grown three times in length in just a week. … “Hagrid,” said Harry loudly,
  P121: I never agreed with his laws particularly the one that prevents people from talk-       “give it a fortnight and…..”
  ing together in the street for more than five minutes.                                       P173: The following week dragged by. Wednesday night found….
  P122: I have to sit eight hours a day talking to people who do not know ...                  P174: “It’ll be all over at midnight on Saturday,” said Hermione….
  P64: An hour or so further on up the road ...                                                       “Midnight on Saturday! he said in a hoarse voice.
  P126: . He worked his beak with extreme proficiency so that four minutes and fifteen         P140: It took perhaps thirty seconds for Snape to realise he was on fire.
  seconds later Mr.Yuthere .....                                                               P186: The minutes dragged by.
                                                                                               P186: They walked for nearly half an hour.
                                                        FOOD. Character Profile (2) = Very Important.
 Explanation       : The pleasure of eating is important to most kids and most grown-ups and I am aware children’s writers have not missed the fact. However, I use it also as a
metaphor for a deeper hunger and craving - the craving for deliverance that Owen, because of his abandoned state, feels more acutely than most. He is always hungry in every sense.
                                 TRAVELS WITH LI PO                                                         HARRY POTTER AND THE PHILOSOPHER’S STONE
    P88: For Owen, it all boiled down to hunger.                                               P76: “Hungry are you?”
    P33: 'I do, Bart.' said Owen reaching for another slice of pineapple pie.                  “Starving,” said Harry, taking a large bite out of a pumpkin pastry.
    P76:when he saw that the woman was eating sandwiches his mouth                             P37: He shivered and turned over, trying to get comfortable, his stom-
    began to water and his stomach rumbled                                                     ach rumbling with hunger.
    P33: The dish of rice and vegetables and fruit pie tasted so delicious to                  P41: He passed the sausages to Harry who was so hungry he had never
    Owen he decided there and then that the old man was right about the                        tasted anything so wonderful.
    forest because everything on the table came from there. He had never                       P149: Harry had never in all his life had such a Christmas dinner. A hun-
    tasted anything like it.                                                                   dred fat, roast turkeys, mountains of roast and boiled potatoes, platters
    P95:He was so hungry now he was ready to sink his teeth into the                           of fat chipolatas, turreens of buttered peas….etc, etc, etc.
    carpet.                                                                                    P91: Harry looked down at his empty plate. He had only just realized
    P57: The footman opened a gigantic larder to reveal a horde of foods                       how hungry he was. The pumpkin pasties seemed ages ago.
    of every possible variety. It was filled to the brim with all sorts of fruits              P92: Harry’s mouth fell open. The dishes in front of him were now piled
    and jars and meats. Owen's belly gurgled in anticipation. The footman                      high with food. He had never seen so many things he liked to eat on one
    then produced a long list and began to select sides of beef and ham,                       table: roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, and lamb chops, sausages,
    boxes of fruit and biscuits and sweets and so on ..                                        bacon, etc, etc, etc.
    P125: Now, he had the first decent meal for weeks. There was fried                         P93: A moment later the puddings appeared. Blocks of ice cream in ev-
    chicken and ham and roast potatoes and vegetables. There were                              ery flavor, apple pies, treacle tarts….etc, etc, etc.
    several types of puddings and cakes and biscuits and a pot of coffee,                      P97: Harry was going to ask Ron if he’d had any of the treacle tart, but
    and chocolate.                                                                             he fell asleep almost at once.
    P106: He finished off the bun, which tasted horrible and lay back on                       P106: As Harry and Ron....their pockets weighed down with rock cakes
    the straw, hopefully to sleep some more                                                    they’d been too polite to refuse.
    P70:... and he wished with all his soul he could have something                            P113: “ - a century, “ said Harry, shovelling pie into his mouth. He felt
    substantial to eat.                                                                        particularly hungry after the excitement of the afternoon.
    P122: The production of chocolate, on which I depend Sir, would come                       P127: Harry was just helping himself to a jacket potato when….
    to a swift and cruel halt.                                                                 P88: I’ll eat myself if you can find
    P60: I would have leeks and carrots, beet and cauliflower. I would                               A smarter hat than me...
    have potatoes and cabbages and a cow or two for milk and a dozen                           P135: “You’ve got to eat some breakfast.”
    apple trees.                                                                                       “ I don’t want anything.”
                                                                                                       “ Just a bit of toast,” wheedled Hermione.
    P102: Once, he had been ravenous with hunger. Now, he no longer                                    “ I’m not hungry.”
    cared to eat.                                                                                        Harry felt terrible.
    P105: 'I can't eat,' said Owen. 'I can't get her out of my mind.'                          P154: Harry couldn’t eat. He had seen his parents ...
                                                                           Symbolical Colour
EXPLANATION: I introduced WHITE as a symbolical colour (and gold). It appears continuously in the text, often associated with its antithesis BLACK. White stands
both for ENLIGHTENMENT per se and also for the phoneyness of appearances. Jesus’s “whited sepulchers”, his description of the Pharisees, defines that notion.
White becomes associated therefore with these two things, Enlightenment and deception. With HP &The Philosopher’s Stone it is the colour green.
                                    TRAVELS WITH LI PO                                                               HARRY POTTER AND THE PHILOSOPHER’S STONE
P24: ...replied the old man as he scratched the white stubble on his chin and chuckled to him-
                                                                                                       P20: Harry had…..bright-green eyes.
P29:... in strode Bartholomew with a small, fat, black and white bird on his arm.                      P8: ….wearing an emerald green cloak.
P29: The Puffin glared at him intently out of two almond eyes set in big white patches on his          P13: She, too, was wearing a cloak, an emerald one.
head.                                                                                                  P27: …a blinding flash of green light and …..
P43: 'Wha.....wha......wha......what colour am I?' he asked Li Po.
                                                                                                       P58: He did look very green when….
'Your face has become very white,' said Li Po.
P52: ... He wore a hat, a gold cape, white silk stockings and buckled shoes with red bows...           P58: A lot of green smoke came billowing out.
P54: He had one white eyebrow raised and a very broad smile stretched across his thin lips.            P85: A tall black-haired witch in emerald-green clothes stood there.
P64: An hour or so further on up the road he came to a white square structure.                         P103 …when clouds of acid green smoke and a loud hissing filled the
P64: It was a simple square white block...                                                             dungeon.
P65: In fact, it was nothing but a room covered entirely in small white tiles.
P65: He wore a white coat and his tie, which was black, showed the only spot of non-white in           P74: “Well, I remember a lot of green light, but nothing else.” (HP).
the place.                                                                                             P147: …. sweater in emerald green and a large box of homemade fudge.
P66: He whipped out a big white handkerchief and began mopping his brow.                               P174: The cut had turned a nasty shade of green.
P71: Each coffin was carried by four men in white coats and white trousers and even white              P183: Now, if any of us finds the Unicorn, we will send up green sparks.
shoes while a representative of the deceased walked behind dressed in the usual garb of black.
P73: He passed one building that gleamed white like the Customs House.
                                                                                                       P158: Over and again he dreamed of his parents disappearing in a flash of
P72: People were being arrested and thrown into white vans ...                                         green light while a high voice cackled with laughter.
P72: Men in white coats ran after them ...                                                             P222: In an instant the green hangings became scarlet…
P77: Then, with a bony finger she pointed to a large white building not very far away.                 P36: She held up the letter so they could read the green ink address.
P79: It was vast and covered in the thickest white carpet he had ever seen.
P79: The face sagged and looked too white to be natural ...
P79: although his white suit may have had something to do with it.                                     Throughout the nearly completed series of J.K Rowling’s acclaimed series yet;
P85: Mr.Yuthere plopped some ice into his glass, sipped his drink, lay back in his chair and put       Harry Potter; the colour green is mentioned in so many ways.
his white shoes up on the table:                                                                       (
P96: We fit you up with a stethoscope and a nice white coat. You'll look a million fidgets.
P98: He wanted to be seated beside Servilia, just to be near her, watching the light play along
the white gold of her hair.                                                                            The Emerald Green Potion is a mysterious potion which induces fear, delirium
P101:... and a little black and white dog barked and yelped in a field not far away.                   and extreme thirst. (
P102: Then, a very old man with long white hair and beard came and she took his arm                    Emerald_Green_Potion)
P104: 'She was hand in hand with a very old man with white hair. What do you suppose it
P111: He was dressed in a white silk suit and a black cape.
P111: 'It would appear so,' said Owen noting the marble floor of black and white tiles ....
P112: He was dressed in a weird outfit of black and white stripes that clung to his fat little body.
P117: Ten soldiers all dressed in black, with thigh-length boots, white cloaks,...
                                         LI PO - BLUEPRINT FOR A SORCERER
This is the Character Profile chart of Li Po reproduced verba-
tim as it was in 1990 and in its original font.                                                                            P217: “...But I think I’ll be safe with a nice tof-
                                                                             PLEASURE........................... 6
                                                                                                                           fee, don’t you?” (Dumbledore)
LI PO is actually a reincarnated Poet from over 2,000 years ago. He
has experienced all and is therefore a wise old man who is sent by           INTEGRITY......................... .1
unseen powers to be Sam's guide through the underworld. He is quirky
with a good line in humour. He is very evolved and independent but           ROMANCE....................... ....10
very compassionate and gentle. One minute he is just a Puffin, the
next he is an awesome personality. He runs the College for Sorcerers.        TIME.............................. 10
6=PASSABLE. 7=CAN TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT. 8=OF LITTLE IMPORTANCE.               WEATHER............................ 3
                                                                             EXPLANATION: The above shows a graphic picture of what is important to Li Po.
                           THE PROFILE                                       It is also clear what is of no importance whatsoever to him. Sex for one. He has
SEX........................... 10                                            evolved beyond sex and has long ago given up genetic experimentation at the
                                            IN ORDER OF IMPORTANCE
                                                                             behest of bodily lust. Thus romance too is out of the picture. Worldly pursuits
FAMILY........................ 10               Most important               in general, that are adequately covered by the ‘10s’, are really of no
HEALTH........................ 2     WORK...........................1        importance to him. Why then are appearances so high in his scale of values?
                                                                             Because he is a magician and can transform himself into anything he wants and
WORK.......................... 1
                                                                             as an Enlightened Master and alchemist he is among the immortals and
MONEY......................... 10                                            therefore cannot be killed off no matter how much the plot may demand it.
                                     EXCITEMENT,STIMULATION, VARIETY ...1
                                                                             Transformation ties in with his life as a magician and with his thirst for the
                                                Very Important               joyful fun of life that is his by reason of his absolute freedom. Now a puffin, he
SECURITY...................... 8     HEALTH............................2     can be anything else he chooses.
PRESTIGE,POWER, RECOGNITION... 10    INTELLECTUAL ACTIVITY.............2                   As you can see, there are major differences between Owen’s chart
                                     APPEARANCES...................... 2     and that of his mentor the Very Venerable Li Po. It gives a fair idea of the journey
EDUCATION..................... 1                                             Owen must travel to become a Master Sorcerer. Family and friends also rate a 10.
                                     FEELING GOOD AND FREE FROM STRESS..2
OWNERSHIP..................... 10                                            Why? you may ask. Doesn’t he care? You have to bear in mind these are the
                                               Fairly Important
                                                                             things that are important to him, exclusively. As Li Po has no attachments he has
ROOTS AND TRADITION........... 3                                             no need for friends or family. That doesn’t mean he has no love for them. The
                                     ROOTS AND TRADITION.................3
RELIGION...................... 10    PHYSICAL ACTIVITY...................3
                                                                             difference is it is Divine Love that knows no attachment and gives to all
                                                                             individually from the standpoint of absolute transcendence and total non-
PHYSICAL ACTIVITY............. 3     CREATIVE ACTIVITY...................3
                                                                             attachment. Education you will note is a 1. That’s because Li Po was, from the
                                     WEATHER.............................3   beginning the Provost of the College For Sorcerers whither Owen Muldoon is
                                               Fairly Necessary              bound. Health and intellectual activity also fit in with his chosen role in life. What
CREATIVE ACTIVITY............. 3                                             you see therefore is a highly disciplined, individualistic Enlightened Master. His
APPEARANCES................... 2     PHYSICAL COMFORT AND CONVENIENCE.. 5    other qualities such as his penchant for caprice are to be found in the text itself.
                                     SOCIABILITY VERSUS SOLITUDE.......5     The weather, note, is also important to him. Why? Because in his present
                                                                             incarnation he is a fragile bird, a Puffin. Note also the absence of 4s, 6s or 7s for
PHYSICAL COMFORT AND CONVENIENCE.5                                           which, given these facts, needs no explanation from me.
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                                      LI PO                                                              ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
NB: I should be borne in mind that Li Po is not a puffin but an ancient alchemist and                           (Albus means ‘white’)
magician in the form of a puffin. His actual human description is below.
P45: Li Po could be anywhere, anywhere in this wide universe.                         P215: “We must have crossed in mid-air.” (Dumbledore)

'P39: “Did he tell you the secret?'                                                 P157: “Sir – Professor Dumbledore? Can I ask you something?”
'Yes.'                                                                                    …..Dumbledore smiled. “You may ask me one more thing, however.”
'Tell me Li Po. Tell me the secret!' pleaded Owen.                                        “What do you see when you look in the mirror?”
'Here it is. Always brush your teeth and get to bed early at night.'                      “I? I see myself holding a pair of thick, woollen socks.”

P102: Then, a very old man with long white hair and beard came and she              P10: He was tall, thin and very old, judging by the silver of his hair and
took his arm. (Li Po in the flesh).                                                 beard…..He was wearing long robes, a purple cloak which swept the ground
P32: Then, there was the beak, yellow as a banana, curved like an Indian            and high-heeled, buckled boots.... and his nose was very long and
dagger, ....                                                                        crooked…..
P28: Vain creature by all accounts this Puffin, he thought to himself.
P78: He looked pleased with himself but then he never seemed to look any-
thing else.                                                                         P217: It was one of my more brilliant ideas, and between you and me,
P31: 'When God was handing out the looks to Puffins he got a wee bit                that’s saying something.
extravagant when he came to Li Po, that's what I say.' ( Li Po about himself)

P38: 'A great poet. He Taught Confucius everything he knew. Wisest man in China     P48: “Great man, Dumbledore.
my master is. (Bart about Li Po).                                                  P217: Dumbledore now became very interested in a bird out on the
P36: 'You're not as stupid as you look, earthling. Li Po was a great magician. window sill,….
P92: 'And may I present, gentlemen and unseen presences, Li Po, the wisest bird in P92: ...Best wizard in th world!
the whole damned universe!'

 P107: 'Why is all this happening to me?'
Li Po ignored the question:
                                                                                    P219: "No, it isn't," said Harry thoughtfully. "He's a funny man, Dumble-
P62: 'Truth is, earthling; I was interested in how you would cope. You did
                                                                                    dore. I think he sort of wanted to give me a chance. I think he knows more
very well.'
                                                                                    or less everything that goes on here, you know. I reckon he had a pretty
P.62: 'I apologize,' explained Li Po. 'But, I have great faith in your instincts.
                                                                                    good idea we were going to try, and instead of stopping us, he taught us
P62: “… If you had laughed out loud even once they would have killed you on
                                                                                    enough to help. I don't think it was an accident he let me find out how the
the spot. Sports people, don't you know?”
                                                                                    mirror worked."
P44: L Po’s insistence took the fomr of a long lecture on laziness .....
P106: Something in what the bird said always seemed to reach a part of him
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Li Po-Dumbledore continued
P108: Each night, he dreamt the same dream of the girl in the blue dress and the old man.           Albus Dumbledore was tall and thin, with long silver hair and a long beard (auburn in
Always, at the end of the dream the ancient one would appear to take her out of the gar-            his earlier years). He had brilliant blue eyes, which usually
den. He grew to hate this old man even though he was not real. He was a mystery.                    twinkled with kindness and mischief..
P102: Then, a very old man with long white hair and beard came and she took his arm.
P39: Li Po, enthralled at his own quip, flew around the tent letting out that shrieking laugh
                                                                                                    Harry and Dumbledore forged a bond comparable to that between two brothers, in
of his.
P43: 'Maybe that's why you met the tiger in the first place,' counseled his
                                                                                                    spite of the century in age difference. Harry felt comfortable enough around the
feathered sage. 'Li Po, he say, a little brush with danger can paint a most                          impressive, intimidating figure of Dumbledore to shout at him in frustration, cry out of
revealing picture.                                                                                  grief, admit to his fears, and entrust him with his life.
P61: 'Go away,' said Owen, turning over so that the bird would not see his                          P91: “Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are:
tear-filled eyes.                                                                                   Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Squeak!
P44: But Li Po pecked at his neck and face so that he had no choice but to keep moving
P105: Owen rolled over on the straw and with tearful eyes gazed up at the low ceiling: 'I
just want to die,' he moaned. (to Li Po)                                                            It was Dumbledore who arranged for the infant Harry to be rescued from the cottage at
P64: 'I'm not saying you are lying. But, you know a lot more than you are telling, Li Po.'          Godric's Hollow
P101: And where was Li Po? Why wasn't he here when he needed him most?                              His abilities as a wizard are combined with a cunningness and subtlety of mind that al-
P62: 'I apologize,' explained Li Po. 'But, I have great faith in your instincts.                    lows him to comprehend human nature in addition to Dumbledore's great trust in the
P50: 'A mere...I could have gotten killed!'                                                         power of the human spirit,....
'I could have gotten killed, I could have gotten killed, I could have gotten killed,' mimicked Li
Po as he shrieked and whirled above him.                                                            Invisibility: He claimed the ability to render himself invisible without the use of an
P45: Li Po flew higher and higher until he was a tiny dot; and then he disappeared                  Invisibility Cloak. To achieve such a state, Dumbledore merely used an extremely pow-
                                                                                                    erful Disillusionment Charm. Occlumency/Legilimency Expert: Dumbledore was also
P62: You should know that in the Land of The Serious all are serious and in the Land of The
                                                                                                    skilled in Occlumency and Legilimency.
Jokers which is where we are now, all are idiots. We must live in the present. Li Po, he say,
never joke with a Serious and never be serious with a Joker. For serious people death is
what life is about. For Jokers games are what life is about. For the wise man, life is what life
is about.' (Li PO)

P61: 'You've been reading my thoughts!' exclaimed Owen sitting up. Li Po moused                     Many people, particuarly Harry Potter, often noted that Dumblefore sometimes
along the branch and tried to look indifferent. 'That's not very nice Mister Po!'                   seemed to see right into their mind and correctly decipher what they were thinking.
'Well......I......was curious, that's all.'                                               

P76: 'Appearances rule here,' replied Li Po. 'Li Po, he say, ….appearances rule when poor           P157: However this mirror will give us neither knowledge nor truth.
man seek riches in mirror.'
P99: Li Po, he say, what you think of as destination maybe only another part of                     P215: After all, to the well organized mind, death is but the next great
journey.'                                                                                           adventure.
P104: Li Po, he say, man who cannot live with what he cannot get, cannot live with what he          P157: “It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.”
P105: Li Po, he say, poet who try to kiss moon's reflection may fall in water and drown.'
P105: 'You have to learn about the emptiness too. You, yourself, are the emptiness.'
                           LE COMPTE DE PILFER                                                                     ARGUS FILCH
Etymol.ogy: “Pilfer” = to steal                                                   Etymology: “Filch” = to steal.

P110: Countless bodies hung from the vaulted roof and from beneath the            P181: “It’s just a pity they let the old punishments die out…hang you by
arches in all sorts of contortions...                                             your wrists from the ceiling for a few days, I’ve got the chains still in my
P116: ... the Compte de Pilfer, says so. He's the chap you just met. Tall isn't   office, keep ‘em well oiled in case…
he? But, absolutely without mercy. If mercy were a physical attainment the        Filch is a rheumatic and hunchbacked man who wheezes and shuffles when
Compte would be a total cripple.                                                  he walks.

                                                                                  P99: Even worse than Peeves, if that was possible, was the caretaker, Argus
P111: The men disembarked and Owen was handed over to an official. He             Filch.
was a tall man with strikingly green eyes: (ie, Pilfer).                          P99: Filch owned a cat called Mrs. Norris……with bulging, lamplike eyes just
                                                                                  like Filch’s.

P116: He designed this palace and furnished it too. I just sign things for him.   P99: Filch knew the secret passageways of the school better than anyone….
P120: Everybody knows I am mad. Pilfer has made it very public. Madness is        His knowledge of the secrets and shortcuts of the castle is almost
considered a gift from the gods. A King who is not mad is no good. It's an        unparalleled..... He has been known to favour almost sadistically harsh
honour to be mad, Pilfer tells me. And he ought to know. Pilfer knows             punishments...

P107: They have a king, an absurd little oaf who acts like a lunatic because      This bitterness expresses itself in the endless restrictions he places upon
it's expected of him ... 'More often than not he is told to sign an order of      the students and the powerful desire he has to torture them.
execution.' (by Pilfer)                                                 
P112: . His Majesty has a lot of work to......ex...ecute.' His purposeful         Argus_Filch
stressing of the last word did nothing to make Owen feel welcome.
P120: Everybody knows I am mad. Pilfer has made it very public. Madness is        P116: “Do you think I am going to stand here and wait for Filch to catch me?”
considered a gift from the gods. A King who is not mad is no good. It's an        P119: Filch must have hurried off to look for them....but they hardly cared - all
                                                                                  they wanted to do was put as much space between themselves and that monster.
honour to be mad, Pilfer tells me. And he ought to know. Pilfer knows
P120: Pilfer would be really angry, that's for sure. He would put an end to
my supply of chocolate. That's the sort of cruel man he is, capable of any-
P121: 'The Compte de Pilfer directs the cabinet to make laws, not I.
                       BARTHOLOMEW O’MALLEY                                                                               RUBEUS HAGRID
( Bartholomew. No birth date given but old enough to be Owen’s grandad.)                            (Aged 65. Born 1929 -
P46: . He searched his rags and produced a big rusty key.                                 P41: “Call me Hagrid,” he said, everyone else does. An’ like I told yeh, I’m keeper of the
'There it is,' he said. 'Can't pull the gate no more, that's the problem.’                keys at Hogwarts....”
P26: An old man, a beachcomber, had found him and carried him to his hut buried           P104 Hagrid lived in a small wooden house on the edge of the forbidden forest.
deep in the forest.                                                                       P169: When they knocked on the door of the gamekeeper’s hut an hour later…

P25: 'I'm from the North meself. A different world entirely. Shootin', bombin', people
destroyin' one another for they knew not what. Glad to be out of it. That were forty      P40: “I’ll not say no to summat stronger if yeh’ve got it, mind.”
years ago now.'                                                                           P40: “Got summit for yer here.
P34: 'One other thing. If you do make it, tell nobody about me or where I am.'            P48: Be grateful if yer didn’t mention that teh anyone at Hogwarts.
P24: 'Tis that, son. Irish as stout and shamrocks or babblin' brooks.'
P24: 'Was shipwrecked meself a long while ago. Landed here just like you. Spent a
long time lighting fires all over the place, hoping somebody would find me. Gave it
P24: The old man smiled to himself and tweaked one of his bushy eyebrows.                 P48: He cast a sideways look at Harry under his bushy eyebrows.
P24: He saw that the old man was dressed in animal skins and wore a funny hat with        P133: Hagrid could be seen.... bundled up in a long moleskin overcoat, rabbit fur gloves
flowers on it. ... , his little blue eyes peering off into nowhere:                       and enormous beaverskin boots.
P34: Bartholomew had washed his denim, jacket, his T-shirt, his jeans and even his        P40: He bent down over the fireplace; they couldn’t see what he was doing but when he
trainers. He heaved a rucksack onto the boy's back:                                       drew back a second later, there was a roaring fire there. It filled the whole damp hut
P35: Old Bartholomew had thought of everything, even a sheet of polythene that he         with flickering light and Harry felt the warmth wash over him as though he had sunk
could leave out at night to collect fresh water.                                          into a warm bath.

P24: The dish of rice and vegetables and fruit pie tasted so delicious ....He had never   P41: He passed the sausages to Harry who was so hungry he had never tasted anything
tasted anything like it.                                                                  so wonderful.

P33: 'I do, Bart.' said Owen reaching for another slice of pineapple pie.                 P169: Hagrid made them tea….
P26: Owen could hear him talking to himself outside. He seemed angry about some-          Dear, dear, you know, that temper of yours will lead you into trouble one of these days,
thing. He heard a bucket or a wheelbarrow being kicked and then, silence. It didn't       Hagrid." —Lucius Malfoy provoking Hagrid.
seem to Owen as if he was coming back in again. Now he was talking to himself   
again, louder this time.                                                                  P181: “Then get back off ter the castle an’ pack. Go on!”
P24: ...he decided there and then that the old man was right about the forest be-
cause                                                                                     P104: There was only one room inside. Hams and pheasants were hanging from the
everything on the table came from there.                                                  ceiling, a copper kettle was boiling on the open fire and in the corner stood a massive
P25: The shack was very neat and furnished with a wide variety of wooden things,          bed with a patchwork quilt over it. “Make yerselves at home,” said Hagrid.
tables, shelves and chairs that looked very ornate and homely.
P33:'Anyway,' said Bartholomew. 'Time to eat. You get yourself out of bed and go
and freshen yourself up and I'll make us a good meal.'

P25: Understand me drift?' He got up and draped a blanket over Owen. 'Think ye'd          P48: He took off his thick black coat and threw it to Harry: “You can kip under that,” he
                           KING OF STRANDEDUSIA                                                                       QUIRINUS QUIRRELL
P118: 'Well, the lyrics's a homage to the King,' replied Owen.                 “ Since then, I have served him faithfully, although I have let him down
'Yes!' cried the little man springing to his feet. 'But, which King!?                      many times. He has had to be very hard on me.” Quirrell shivered suddenly.
P120: . Pilfer would be really angry, that's for sure.                                     “He does not forgive mistakes easily.”
P116: However, he (Pilfer) is the real king. I just sign things for him. A great man. A    P210: a spasm of fear flitted across Quirrell’s face. “Sometimes,” he said,
very, very, very, very great man.                                                          “I find it hard to follow my master’s instructions – he is a great wizard and I
P118: Pilfer wrote the anthem. Pilfer does everything. Pilfer is the King. ‘He
                                                                                           am weak –“
slumped down again into the throne.
                                                                                           P210: “ I see the stone. … I’m presenting it to my master…. but where is
P123: 'Ye gods! I forgot about him. Pilfer will have my head. What am I to do?'

P122: The King curled up on his throne and was crying bitterly. In a tantrum he
chucked all the cushions to the floor. Owen wanted to console him but could not            Quirrell appears in the Great Hall to warn staff and students of a troll in the
think of anything to say. Helplessly, he watched and waited until His Majesty had          dungeons, and then promptly faints. (
gathered himself. Presently he sat up, produced a large hankie the size of a shirt         Professor_Quirrell#Quirinus_Quirrell)
and blew his nose:
'Obviously, I will have to flee,' he mumbled.
P102: 'No, no. When in doubt flee. My grandfather's motto.

P123: My only friend is Pilfer. And he's not really my friend. I see that now. Pilfer is   His voice was stammering, and he often stuttered. He was usually trembling, and
a dog. Maybe, I should have him boiled in oil before I go.                                 was prone to fainting. His nervousness turned out to be something of an act; even
P124: 'I will leave a fake suicide note for my valet to find in the morning and            though he was terrified of disobeying Lord Voldemort, he was really very cold and
convey to the Minister of Internal Affairs. It will state that a divine vision has been    calculating.
granted me that the true King of Strandedusia is actually Pilfer. Under the burden
of this knowledge I have decided to take my own life. Voila. That should do it.'
PLOT (specifics) continued                                                   THE FOREST
EXPLANATION: The enchanted forest that OM has to go through is to facilitate his first encounter with his real self and his hidden powers. If he calls it a jungle on
occasion it is only to allude to the fact that in all its wildness and hunger it has much to do with himself and the world as it is.

P32: 'Is there danger in the forest?'
      'For you there will be. (Bart to OM)                                                 P187: “The forest is not safe at this time – especially for you.” (Centaur to HP)

P23: An old man, a beachcomber, had found him and carried him to his hut buried            P104 Hagrid lived in a small wooden house on the edge of the forbidden forest.
deep in the forest.                                                                        P181: Ahead Harry could see the lighted windows of Hagrid’s hut.
P33:.... he decided there and then that the old man was right about the forest be-
cause everything on the table came from there.                                             P104: There was only one room inside. Hams and pheasants were hanging from the
P25: He stood up and emptied his pipe into the bowl of his hand and tipped the             ceiling, a copper kettle was boiling on the open fire and in the corner stood a massive
ash into a bucket by the bed. (Bartholomew’s hut)                                          be with a patchwork quilt over it. (Hagrid’s hut)

P32: If you are not out of the forest by then you will never get out. '
P34: When you sleep at night make sure you are well covered. Apart from that… you          ....P181: “Well think again boy - it’s into the forest you’re going and I’m much
will need all the luck you can get.'                                                       mistaken if you’ll come out in one piece.” (Hagrid).

P35: ‘I've decided to guide you through the forest,' said he. 'Poor Bart didn't like it.
But, what's a Puffin without a conscience, eh?'                                            P183: “There’s nothin’ that lives in the forest that’ll hurt yeh if yer with me or Fang,”
P38: ‘Li Po has all power and all wisdom.’ (Bart)                                          said Hagrid.

P37: And horses too. They like to ride the horses especially at night. Angels taught
the horse how to run.                                                                      P184: And into the clearing came - was it a man, or a horse?”

P27: Au contraire. It's just that this forest here casts a powerful spell over anybody
what gets too close to it. If it takes a likin' to ye, you're done for                     P185: At last, he said, “The forest hides many secrets.”

P34: The deeper he went into the jungle the darker it became, until the foliage be-        P186: Their ears seemed seemed sharper than usual. Harry’s seemed to be picking up
came so thick that scarcely any light got through at all. The noises and screams that      every sigh of the wind, every cracking twig. What was going on? Where were the
echoed all around him grated on his nerves and made him fearful.                           others?
                                                                                           P186: They walked for nearly half an hour, deeper and deeper into the forest, until
                                                                                           the path became almost impossible to follow because the trees were so thick.
P39: 'Are there wild animals in this jungle Li Po?'
'You bet. Millions of them.'
P35: Often he could discern the shape of animals that came near or heard their pres-       P185: He walked forward and shook the centaur’s hand.
ence in the bush. Maybe, I wouldn't even recognize them even if I did see them, he         P183: “It’s not easy ter catch a Unicorn, they’re powerful magical creatures.” (Hagrid)
thought. Strange fruit hung from trees all around him and once a huge snake                P95: “The forest’s full of dangerous beasts, everyone knows that.”
dropped down from a branch right in front of him and scared him half to death.             P182: “The forest?” he repeated…. “ – there’s all sorts of things in there -…”
P41: Creatures stirred in their branches and things moved in the tall grass all around.
EXPLANATION; As my book is made up out of words you have to allow me the indulgence of explaining in length how they figure in the story. Fear of course was our
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social climate in those days. Going out at night was often like jumping out of a plane. The word itself could inspire fear. Fear was the actual climate from which Owen
Muldoon was born. Fear was in the grass and stones of Northern Ireland where to be ‘nationalist’ or ‘loyalist’, ‘Catholic’ or ‘Protestant’ could cost you your life. It was
at that time when I was reading Krishnamurti and I wanted to use his ideas about fear and its origins in the story . After all, I had introduced my hero to terror quite
early on and would keep it as a constant theme throughout. His state after all, as with most kids, INSECURE vis à vis and indifferent and often hostile world. And if you
look at his CHARACTER PROFILE you will see that freedom from stress is one of the two most important things in his life and is the reason he has been chosen by Li Po
to be a student in his school for sorcerers. Words then are the bane of his life, what they mean, how they affect him and so forth. He is always searching for the right
words. When he falls for Servilia it is an escape from what Yuthere confronts him with. Yuthere knows all the words and what they mean and the affect they can have.
His torrential cleverer-than-thou monologue is to lure Owen into signing over his soul to him. Owen, in any case, is thrown back on himself and feels terribly isolated.
Li Po of course has choreographed the whole thing and knows anybody and everybody whom Owen is directed to meet in his travels. Owen writes poems on the walls
of his cell. Li Po knows what his problem is and tells him so. Owen has a peculiar relationship to language and listens very carefully and very critically to what Master
Po has to tell him. Words therefore became a focus in my book and what I had learnt about them from the writings of Krishnamurti I strove to incorporate to commu-
nicate in the text. I have reproduced on the following page the very passages of his work below that inspired me so that you can discern the origin of the ideas. What
things means is crucially important to Owen and failure to understand brings him no end of stress. He strives for one thing only therefore - CLARITY with regards to
himself first and foremost and with regards to the world and how it works. Thus is he impelled to go forward towards his elusive goal. What drives him most is his
own Higher Intelligence in the form of Li Po. The role of intelligence itself cannot be understated because it is a sub-theme in my story and Kristhnamurti’s lifelong
message. It is truly all Owen can rely on. Krishnamurti strengthened in me something I had already duped for myself long before I had read him. My hero is on a
spiritual Odyssey and that is why I changed his name to Owen so that his initials would read OM. “The word”, as Krishnamurti pointed out, “is not the thing”.

                                                       “Waiting for Sean” 67” X 48”    Left is the centre-piece of my 1990 exhibition at the Orchard Gallery in
                                                                                       Derry. It is called “WAITING FOR SEAN” and depicts the alienated child in all
                                                                                       his sombre glory. It was quite a large painting and painted in dull greens
                                                                                       and browns. You can see I was using words in my paintings around this time
                                                                                       too. In the background are other figures left that you cannot see. Visible is a
                                                                                       surgeon who gets to meet the Seans of this world when they have finally
                                                                                       succeeded in trashing their lives. The wheel above his head is a symbol of a
                                                                                       mechanical world and a reminder of karma. To choose is his dilemma.
                                                                                                In the background, you will see two ‘entrepreneurs’ who have plans
                                                                                       for using Sean to their advantage. There is a cardinal too whose head has
                                                                                       been cut off alluding to the fact that his decisions are already made for him.
                                                                                       In the mid-ground right you see a television set. On it is written, if memory
                                                                                       serves me - “A Unique Presentation - A history of the universe in three
                                                                                       parts. Part one.” This satirical literary painting was painted while I was
                                                                                       engaged in writing Travels with Li Po. Sean, apart from his appearance, is
                                                                                       Owen Muldoon in essence... or my view of him. He is introspective and fully
                                                                                       aware he has to find his way through the jungle behind him as best he can.
                                                                                       The craziness within and the craziness without are anything but exclusive.
PLOT (specifics)                                                              Words     continued                                                                  Page 2

                                 "Fear in whatever form prevents the understanding of ourselves and of our relationship to all things."
                                                      Education and the Significance of Life, p.58 (Krishnamurti)

"...fear can never be overcome through any form of discipline, through any form of resistance. That fact must be clearly seen, felt and experienced: fear cannot be
overcome through any form of defence or resistance nor can there be freedom from fear through the search for an answer or through mere intellectual or verbal
explanation. Now what are we afraid of? Are we afraid of a fact or of an idea about the fact? Are we afraid of the thing as it is, or are we afraid of what we think it
is? Take death, for example. Are we afraid of the fact of death or of the idea of death? The fact is one thing and the idea about the fact is another.
                                                         Am I afraid of the word 'death' or of the fact itself?
             Because I am afraid of the word, of the idea, I never understand the fact, I never look at the fact, I am never in direct relation with the fact.
"Fear is obviously the outcome of naming, of terming, of projecting a symbol to represent the fact; that is, fear is not independent of the word, of the term.
...There is freedom from fear only when the mind is capable of looking at the fact without translating it, without giving it a name, a label. ...Therefore, if one would
be completely free of fear it is essential to understand this whole process of terming, of projecting symbols, images, giving names to facts."
The First and Last Freedom, p.187-189 (Krishnamurti)

P42: 'Hello, nice ......t...t...t...t… tiger.'                                          P75: “You said You-Know-Who’s name!” said Ron….
P86: Those who give most most.'                        P216: “Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself.”
He took a quick gulp: 'I do apologize... That particular word, I always have            P80: He was starting to get a prickle of fear every time You-Know-Who was
difficulty with it. (Yuthere)                                                           mentioned.
P112: His Majesty has a lot of work to......ex...ecute.' His purposeful                 P45: “Gulpin Gargoyles, Harry, people are scared.....His name was....”
stressing of the last word did nothing to make Owen feel welcome.                             “Could you write it down?” Harry suggested.
P113: 'You mean...? ‘Owen stumbled over the words that assailed his brain.                     “Nah - can’t spell it. All right - Voldemort.” Hagrid shuddered.
 P114: ''Hoping' a nice word,' said the King nibbling on his pen. 'It's   P91: “Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And
not a beautiful word like salamander for instance but t'is a nice word.                 here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Squeak!.
P115: Fact! Ugh! Please don't use that word 'fact'. I hate it!'                         P190:”Will you stop saying the name!” Ron hissed.
P116: But, eff...ehh....cee...teee is a hard word to have to live with.                 P75: “You said You-Know-Who;s name!” said Ron, sounding both shocked
P117: His word is true. All honour due. (National Anthem)                               and impressed, “I’d have thought you of all people -”
P21: His word was law.                                                                  “I’m not trying to be brave or anything , saying the name,” said Harry...”
P96: 'Servilia, would you mind getting rid of that toe-rag of a bird!?'                 P219: “VOLDEMORT!” Harry bellowed, and Hagrid was so shocked he
P104: Servilia.' As he spoke her name, he bowed his head in a sort of                   stopped crying. “I’ve met him and I’m calling him by his name.”
uncontainable reverence, before going on.                                               P216: “The truth.” Dumbledore sighed. “It is a beautiful and terrible thing,
P123: My only friend is Pilfer. And he's not really my friend. I see that now.          ....”
Pilfer is a dog. Maybe, I should have him boiled in oil before I go. What do            P219: “Yeah, Dumbledore’s barking, all right,” said Ron proudly.
you think? Just one more 'boiler', eh?'                                                 P198: “Do something,” he said desperately....
P88: Virtue, beauty, vanity....all he wanted was something to eat!                              She raised her wand.
                                                                                                “Petrificus Totalus!” she cried, pointing at Neville.
Themes etc                                                                                      DREAMS                                                                                                          Page 7

 EXPLANATION: The problem of free will has perplexed philosophers for centuries with, in our day psychology, post-modernist thinking and
 genetics thowing more than one spanner into the debate. Still, for all of us, choices are made and choices have consequences; and, for our lone hero, making the right choices is paramount. Travels with Li Po, ends
 with a question for just that reason:. Dreams figure very prominently in my book which I hasten to add is about half as long as the book it is being compared to. In other worrds a great deal of atterntion is paid to
 Owen’s dream-life which of course if intimately connected both with his own spiritual odyssey towards Englightenment and the outward events and people who will help or hinder him in that pursuit.
P127: 'Where to now?' he asked Owen as soon as they hit the open road.
'Home,' said Owen.
P125: 'Li Po! I dreamt my dream again. Only this time it wasn't an old man who came for                      When Harry woke from this dream, he knew it was significant and he immediately left to
the girl. It was me!                                                                                         tell Dumbledore. (GF29)

P23: He dreamt he had been washed up on a strange shore. An old man, a beachcomber,
had found him and carried him to his hut buried deep in the forest. When he awoke he                         P27: When he had been younger, Harry had dreamed of some unknown relation coming to
found himself staring into a face that reminded him of his grandfather.                                      take him away, but it had never happened. (hp)
P61: 'Our little earthling dreams,' announced Li Po.
P105: 'It means you would rather stay cooped up here dreaming of a mirage until you keel
over rather than face the facts.                                                                             P157: "It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live."
P108: And as he got more and more despondent he began to long for darkness to come so                        P49: It had been such a good dream.
that he could dream his dream.
P109: Owen hated this most of all, for it meant he was kept awake for hours, far from his                    In J.K. Rowling’s series of books on Harry Potter, the title character’s dreams play a signif-
dream, shivering in the bitter cold.                                                                         icant, yet subtle role in furthering the story of a young boy who learns he is a wizard. From
P43: I don't know if it's all a dream and I don't care no more neither.                                      the earliest chapters of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone to the last chapter in Harry
P47We used to have big dreams before the Jokers came along. Now, we have only little                         Potter and the Half Blood Prince, the reader gets glimpses into Harry’s subconscious quest
dreams. But we keep sleeping in case one of us gets a big dream. And then we'll know what                    while experiencing his waking adventures.
to do.'                                                                                                      To aid in assessing Harry’s dreams, one may classify them into three main categories:
P28: Owen thought all these things in a sort of daze. There was something familiar about
everything that had happened so far. He had to blink twice to persuade himself that it was                                                                                     Dwelling on Dreams
                                                                                                                  1. Normal Dreams and Nightmares
                                                                                                                                                                                By Towerdweller
not a dream, ...
P29: He felt the bed was moving and quickly sat up to see if it was so. No, if it was a dream                     2. Strange or Visionary Dreams
it was a very real one.                                                                                           3. Connection or Telepathic Dreams
P38: How do I know I'm not still drifting out on the ocean and all this is a dream? How do I
know I'm not dead?'                                                                                          (
P38: 'Dream or not, it's real though. Right? ' (Li Po)                                                       P24: “I had a dream about a motorbike,” said Harry. “It was flying.”
P108: Each night, he dreamt the same dream of the girl in the blue dress and the old man.
Always, at the end of the dream the ancient one would appear to take her out of                              P19: He had a funny feeling he'd had the same dream before.
the garden.
P49: 'The Elders wait for a dream. But, I know no dream will be given us for we have killed                  P118: For a moment, he was sure he’d walked into a nightmare.
our prophets and destroyed our souls.'                                                                       P158: He started having nightmares. Over and over again he dreamed about his parents
P101: Later, he would not be able to tell if it had been a dream or not.                                     disappearing in a flash of green light while a high voice cackled with laughter.
P102: He wondered if his dream had indeed been a dream or had he awakened early and                          P97: Perhaps Harry had eaten a bit too much because he had a very strange dream. He was
seen it all. He looked around for signs, maybe a few pieces of straw beneath the window....                  wearing Professor Quirrell’s turban which kept talking to him, telling him he must tranfer
but there was nothing.                                                                                       to Syltherin at once, because it was his destiny.
P104: 'I had the weirdest dream,' said Owen after a pause.                                                   P162: Harry didn’t know whether he was imagining it or not but he kept running into
P103: . Therefore, it may not have been a dream after all.                                                   Snape wherever he went.
                                                               STYLE OF WRITING
EXPLANATION: In trying to forge a narrative style that would faithfully replicate how a child actually thought I carefully listened to my young son Paul
telling me stories of what happened at school and what was going on with his friends, etc. I noticed that he always described what he saw in a specific
order and noted too that the sequence moved naturally and logically from that which impacted him most to the least important. It is that simple. In other
words, he wasn’t concerned with what was important in the scene per se but with what was important to HIM in the scene. What was truly important to
the VIEWPOINT, Owen Muldoon, became the driving force of the narrative. The reader could not only identify with the hero but live vicariously through
him because THEY BOTH SPOKE THE SAME LANGUAGE. The movement is from the objective to the subjective, a pendulum style you will find in the works
of the great Guy de Maupassant. Paul, it has to be said is very visual and always has been. Now in his thirties, he exhibits his paintings regularly.
           Adjectives and adverbs were used simply as they are understood         Bunyan meets Dali, you could say. But, I was also concerned about the
by children, which meant that clichés that budding writers are taught to         issue of low self-esteem that I could see had done such colossal damage to
avoid like the plague were quite okay in terms of the innocence of               my community and my own family. Indeed, The Bogside Artists, of whom I
perception and response that is definitive of the young. They tell it like it is became a member in 1993 shared similar feelings about that which helped
with whatever simple words fit the bill. That’s because what is said is more us to embark on the goal of making The People’s Gallery. My art work at
important than how it is said. And I was writing FOR children.                   the time did indeed reflect most of what I have mentioned with regards to
         I kept elaborate descriptions therefore to a minimum so that the        my writing. I painted pictures about words and language and also a lot of
reader could encapsulate the character's viewpoint as his own and be             surrealist images. One painting in particular encapsulated all of these
allowed to evaluate things for himself. I aimed for subtlety because subtlety strands: It was called “Waiting for Sean” It was the centre piece of my first
leaves everything to the imagination. In my enchanted forest, for example, exhibition in THE ORCHARD GALLERY in Derry that was then under the
there could be ANYTHING as I suggested, thereby leaving the young reader curatorship of Declan Mc Gonagle. It shows a boy alone seated on a chair
to use his/her imagination to the max. The forest did not cough up its           staring out at the viewer while surrounded by exemplars of society who
secrets on the first visit for that reason. I also aimed for a cadence or lilt   wait to exploit him, mentally, spiritually and physically. This painting and its
because that was wonderfully evident in Paul’s speech.                           theme were the substance of the book I was writing at the time - TRAVELS
        The style that resulted was highly charged and highly subjective to      WITH LI PO. Here are a few exerpts from the catalogue that accompanied
the point that words became virtually things. I decided then to make words the show of 1990;
and their meanings an important element in my story for reasons that had
also to do with my own circumstances and the events I was caught up in. I        (a) “The currency of art has become the product of thought, the idea. The
made the the king of Strandedusia hung-up on certain words like many             more novel and exploitable the idea the more acceptable it becomes. It’s a
children, and a lot of adults too. Many of the jokes kids find funny have to     sorry state of affairs.
do with words, their meanings and double meanings. Yuthere has difficulty (b) It is a spiritual decline that you can trace in history in the same way as
with several. So too, the roly-poly King of Strandedusia, who. in fact, is       you can trace the extinction of Australopitchecus. Jung is the best man to
meant to resemble an overgrown child. The style of humour devolved               read in this context. A sick spirit will ever bring forth a sick mind.
naturally from the final style of writing. An added bonus I realised from the (c) The illusions of materialism are running the whole show.
start was that translating the text into other tongues, should the series ever (d) Where depth is you find metaphor, parables and simplicity.
take off, would be a breeze. The story I was telling was born out of an          (e) Who has influenced you the most?
unreal situation happening to real people. It was meant also as a serious            Shaw...Jung, Plato, Krishnamurti, Teilhard de Chardin and a few others.”
discourse in the form of a book for kids. A surrealistic satire in essence.
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                                                           SIMILARITIES OF STYLE
P67: ‘Yes, you know, BELIEFS!’                                                           P202: “HAVE YOU GONE MAD?” Ron bellowed.
P30: Li Po could THINK! (use of caps for specific emphasis)                              P196: “SO WHAT?” Harry shouted. ….There won’t be any Hogwarts to get
                                                                                         expelled from! “ (use of caps for specific emphasis)
P78: The entrance to the Virtue Agency lay atop of a steep flight of marble steps.
The huge glass door was flanked by lofty statues in the Greek style and there            P63: A tinkling bell rang somewhere in the depths of the shop as they stepped
were a brace of bronze lions on their plinths. As soon as he entered the spacious        inside. It was a tiny place, empty except for a single spindly chair which Hagrid
foyer his eyes met a pretty little girl seated at a desk big enough for a game of        sat on to wait. Harry felt strangely as though he had entered a very strict library;
ping-pong. She was evidently the receptionist and a busy one at that, for she had        he swallowed a lot of new questions which had just occurred to him and looked
no less than six phones all around her. So acute was Owen's shyness that he              instead at the thousands of narrow boxes piled neatly right up to the ceiling. For
hesitated before approaching her and instead pretended to read the notice board          some reason, the back of his neck prickled. The very dust and silence in here
that stretched right across the far wall. He adjusted what was left of his clothes       seemed to tingle with some secret magic.
and tried to ignore the chaffed toes that poked through his trainers.

P51: He closed his eyes and took a deep breath and then another until finally he         P115: They pulled on their dressing-gowns, picked up their wands and crept
regained his composure. Slowly, he began to descend. When he touched the                 across the tower room, down the spiral staircase and into the Gryffindor
ground he fell down flat in the dust and lay there listening to his heart pounding       common-room. A few embers were still glowing in the fireplace, turning all the
aware that his fingers were still fluttering like blades of grass. He hauled himself     armchairs into hunched black shadows. They had almost reached the portrait
towards the gate and lent back against it letting out an enormous sigh of relief. Li     hole when a voice spoke from the chair nearest them: “I can’t believe you are
Po flew down and perched on his shoulder.                                                going to do this, Harry.
'Can't...can't understand how that gate got locked...I was sure....”
“I locked it,” said the bird.

P17: Standing there at the rails, a light warm breeze blowing through his thin           P108: At three-thirty that afternoon, Harry, Ron and the other Gryffindors
blond hair he felt good. It was a beautiful night filled with the scent of plants, the   hurried down the front steps into the grounds for their first flying lesson. It was a
moon so hugely near and bright, and the sea so calm. He stood there, looking out         clear, breezy day and the grass rippled under their feet as they marched down
at the vast expanse of the ocean hoping to see again, in the dying light, the school     the sloping lawns towards a smooth lawn on the opposite side of the grounds to
of dolphins that had followed the ship for miles.                                        the forbidden forest, whose trees were swaying darkly in the distance.

P45: The village was quiet as he approached and seemed to lack any color but a
mousy grey. A dog or something whimpered in the distance. Shutters creaked in a          P54: For a famous place, it was very dark and shabby. A few old women were
blustery wind. He pushed the big wooden gate. It gave way easily. Still, he could        sitting in a corner, drinking tiny glasses of sherry. One of them was smoking a
hear nothing. A long street flanked by old tenements stretched before him in the         long pipe. A little man in a top hat was talking to the old barman, who was quIte
dying light. There were no pavements and no tarmac on the road, just the same            bald and looked like a gummy walnut. The low buzz of chatter stopped when
old grey dust everywhere. He could see no signs of life at first until at the very       they walked in.
end of the street he spied what he thought was a pile of rags.
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    P76: Owen observed that the people in the pews ate as they prayed so that            P71: Harry pressed on through the crowd until he found an empty compartment
the place looked and felt like a huge restaurant. Some of them cried while they          near the end of the train. He put Hedwig inside first and then started to shove and
ate. Owen knelt down beside a woman. At first he tried to pray but when he saw           heave his trunk towards the train door. He tired to lift it up the steps but could
that the woman was eating sandwiches his mouth began to water and his stomach            hardly raise one end and twice he dropped it painfully on his foot.
rumbled. Eventually, unable to endure it any longer, he turned to her abruptly:          "Want a hand?" It was one of the red-haired twins he'd followed through the
"Could I have a sandwich, Missus?"                                                       ticket box.
  P70:        As he wiped the dust from off his badge with his sleeve he saw funeral     P123: As seven O'Clock drew nearer, Harry left the castle and set offf towards the
cortege coming up the hill towards him. As it passed, he noticed with awe that it        Quidditch pitch in the dusk. He'd never been inside the stadium before. Hundreds
was no ordinary funeral but something of a mass funeral. He counted. There were          of seats were raised in stands around the pitch so that the spectators were high
no less than one hundred and fifty coffins being transported uphill in a long            enough to see what was going on. At either end of the pitch were three golden
procession that seemed to go on forever. Each coffin was carried by four men in          poles with hoops on the end. They reminded Harry of the little plastic sticks Mug-
white coats and white trousers and even white shoes while a representative of the        gle children blew bubbles through, except that they were fifty feet high.
deceased walked behind dressed in the usual garb of black. Behind him walked             P121: As the owls flooded into the Great Hall as usual, everyone's attention was
three more people, also in black, the relatives. These three were all women. Every       caught at once by a long thin package carried by six large screeching owls. Harry
coffin therefore had one man to follow and three women. And it was odd too how           was just as interested as everyone else to see what was in this large parcel and
sprightly and healthy the men in white looked compared to the ones who slow-             was amazed when the owls soared down and dropped it right in front of him,
marched after them. These were frail and stooped and their skin a greyish blue           knocking his bacon to the floor. They had hardly fluttered out of the way when an-
color. Nobody cried.                                                                     other owl dropped a letter on top of the parcel.
P22: . When the sun itself peaked above the horizon he felt as happy as he ever did
in his life. The sea, as if in obedience, became softer as if to reassure him. Fish of   P165: He couldn't ever remember feeling happier. He'd really done something to
radiant hues that he had never seen before leapt up out of the water and plopped         be proud of now - no one could say he was just a famous name any more. The eve-
back in again. He was alive like them and just as happy.                                 ning air had never smelled so sweet. He walked over the damp grass, reliving the
P50: Owen looked down unable to believe he had climbed so far and yet secretly-          last hour in his head, which was a happy blur....
proud of the fact that he had survived.
P100: Half an hour later he found himself in what appeared to be the local jail.         P100: And the fleet of little boats moved off all at once, gliding across the lake
Local is scarcely the right word, for it stood in the countryside miles outside town.    which was as smooth as glass. Everyone was silent, staring up at the great castle
There wasn't a house in sight. And it didn't quite resemble any jail he had ever         overhead. It towered over them as they sailed nearer and nearer the cliff on which
seen. It looked more like a lighthouse, its tower rising to a gigantic height. Around    it stood.
its turret, crows circled and squawked.
P54: Owen followed him into the sitting room. The first thing he noticed was the         P87: Harry had never even imagined such a strange and splendid place. It was lit
vaulted ceiling festooned with gold stars and the many chandeliers whose candle-         by thousands and thousands of candles which were floating in mid-air over four
light gave the place an eerie glow. He looked around hoping Li Po had followed           long tables, where the rest of the students were sitting. These tables were laid
him but the Puffin was nowhere to be seen. Nobody seemed to notice his arrival.          with glittering golden plates and goblets. At the top of the hall was another long
There were a number of highly decorated people in the room. Every now and then           table where the teachers were sitting. Poressor McGonagall led the first years up
one of them would break out in loud applause. Oddly enough, the room was                 here, so that they came to a halt in a line facing the other students, with the
sparsely furnished for its immense size. Because of the ceiling's great height all the   teachers behind them. The hundreds of faces staring at them looked like pale lan-
furniture in the room, especially the two long divans in the center, looked              terns in the flickering candlelight.
dwarfed. Some of the ladies and gentlemen sat on these while all the others
strolled around the room like sleepwalkers.
Themes etc                                                MADNESS AND FREE WILL
EXPLANATION: It hardly needs to be said that madness is more prevalent than ever as society gets crazier. OM was forged in a time of social madness
and this I addressed in the book via Yuthere and others. Fear of madness is also no uncommon affliction as those involved in the arts, particularly that
branch of it that the late Norman Mailer called “the spooky art” ... writing, will readily agree. Madness thus became a theme in the book and with it
freedom of choice. To show the reader that he was no crazier than the world he was living in became one of my cherished purposes in writing it. The
existentialism of Camus is very much about choice as creating and defining who we are. That is what impressed me about L’Étranger.
P38: 'This is all crazy,' said Owen as he arranged some broad leaves over         P154: …”Ronald Wesley sees himself standing alone, the best of all of them.
himself.                                                                          However, this mirror will give us neither knowledge nor truth. Men have
P51: If that isn't the craziest bird that ever sprouted feathers, he thought      wasted away before it, entranced by what they have seen, or been driven
to himself, then I'm still in my bed somewhere in Ireland. And somebody           mad, not knowing if what it shows is real or even possible.” (Dumbledore)
had better waken me up, real soon.                                                P36: “Daddy’s gone mad, hasn’t he?” Dudley asked Aunt Petunia dully....
P41: 'Are you crazy? Face him? Is that what you said? Face him?'                  P202: “HAVE YOU GONE MAD?” Ron bellowed.
P73: It was madness. Everything was crammed into the main street,                 P92: “Is he a bit mad?”he asked Percy uncertainly. (HP)
factories, shops, churches, hundreds of pubs and everywhere, shouting,            “Mad,” said Percy airily. “He’s a genius! Best wizard in the world. But he is a
pusing, cursing, fighting people.                                                 bit mad, yes. ....”
P98: 'You must be as mad as a couple of penguins in a desert. Her? Golly          P92: “Mad?” said Percy airily. “He’s a genius….But, he is a bit mad, yes…..”
gee.'                                                                             749 P218: “I always said he was off his rocker," said Ron, looking quite im-
P116: 'Often, Your Highness. It is no crime to be confused. I am confused         pressed at how mad his hero was ( the myth of madness).
right a matter of fact.'                                              196: "You're mad, " said Ron.
'P116: Thought', mumbled His Majesty. 'Here we are all insane. That's             749 P218: “I always said he was off his rocker," said Ron, looking quite im-
what thought has done for us. Insane, utterly, utterly insane.'                   pressed at how mad his hero was.
P120: 'Everybody knows I am mad. Pilfer has made it very public.                  P167: “What am I revising for? Are you mad?
P82: A madman's laugh set the chandeliers tinkling.                               P172:”He’s lost his marbles,” Ron muttered in Harry’s ear.
P120: 'I tell you the truth, ' said Owen. 'As a matter of....whatever...., you    P173: “You’re losing it, too,” said Ron.
are the sanest man I have met since I began my travels a long time ago.'          P196: “You’re mad!” said Ron.
P28: Anyway, it was likely as not the old man was crazy as a whole bagful         P219: “yeah, Dumbledore’s barking, all right,” said Ron proudly.
of Puffins.
P127: 'Where to now?' he asked Owen as soon as they hit the open road.             "It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities."
       'Home,' said Owen.                                                         (Dumbledore. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, 1998).

P97: I thought the Major was crazy until I went into that office.                ....for as Milgram concluded in 1974, “The social psychology of this century
P121: 'Our laws are there to keep us crazy, Sir. How can we change them?'        reveals a major lesson: often it is not so much the kind of person a man is
P119: ‘The King of the insane is not a coward. Mad is he who thinks it!          as the kind of situation in which he finds himself that determines how he
Death to him who dares to implant such a deceitful lie into the King's           will act."
divine brain!' He growled,... (The King of Strandedusia)                         evil-in-the-Harry-Potter-universe.
Themes etc                                                        INVENTION AND HUMOUR
EXPLANATION: I based the inventiveness and humour on surrealism. In other word the more bizarre the context and the more plausible the apparent logic the
funnier it is. What is yellow and dangerous? Shark invested custard. Any kid can tell you that. Dali’s famous elephant on spindly legs is quite feasible if the legs are
strong enough and that is what makes it weirdly funny. That is where the style of humour and inventiveness in my book comes from. For a parallel world it was ideal.
P62: 'Oh, really?' exclaimed Li Po looking up at the sky. 'Looks like the magpies get 1155 P185: “Never,” said Hagrid irritably, “ try and get a straight answer our of a cen-
up early in these parts.'                                                                 taur. Ruddy stargazers. Not interested in anytin’ closer’n the moon.”
P127: Li Po didn't like Yuthere at all. No sirree. Li Po didn't like phonies of any
description. They were herring gulls as far as he was concerned
P95: Sir,' said Servilia all of a sudden. 'Don't you think with a seven point five smile  P88: So put me on! Dont’ be afraid!
Mister Muldoon might be profitably employed in our health campaign?'                            And don’t get in a flap!
P35: But, what's a Puffin without a conscience, eh?'                                            You’re in safe hands ( though I have none)
P48: 'I am a hundred and eighty three and six weeks. 'Course nobody wants you when              For I’m a Thinking Cap.
you get to a hundred and twenty. That's the way it is here.                               P92: “I haven’t eaten for nearly four hundred years,” said the ghost.
 'Bravo,' said the Cavalier donning his plumed hat carefully and smiling so hard it must P120: “I hope you’re pleased with yourselves. We could all have been killed - or
surely have put a strain on his ears wherever they were.                                  worse, expelled.”
P94: “A dapper little man, I thought. He had everything, charm, intelligence, honesty.    P199: “So sorry, your bloodiness, Mr Baron, sir,” he said greasily.
Far from handsome, one would almost say near to ugliness, yet there was nothing           P171: ...what might happen to Hagrid if anyone found out he was hiding an
about his appearance a dozen surgeons couldn't have corrected in as many opera-           illegal dragon in his hut.
tions. He had real prospects.” (Yuthere).
P36; 'Gee,' said Owen. 'A two thousand year-old talking Puffin. Who's going               P50: “Wizards have banks?”
      to believe it?'                                                                           “Just the one. Gringotts. Run by goblins.”
P37: 'Of course I can. All the birds can, and cats. And horses too. They like to ride the        Harry dropped the bit of sausage he was holding.
horses especially at night. Angels taught the horse how to run. There's an angel sitting P69: He stopped a passing guard but didn’t dare mention platform nine and three
on your head at this very moment, as a matter of fact.'                                   quarters.
P67. You want me to put down Stubbornism. You get six months in jail for                  P17); “Got this outta the library, - Dragon Breeding for Pleasure and Profit - it’s a bit
Stubbornism around here.'
                                                                                          outta date, o’course, but it’s all in here.” (Hagrid)
P125:'Maybe you understand too why they use the phrase falling in love. Nobody
ascends in love, or attains in love, or achieves in love, or triumphs in love. They fall,
earthling. Li Po, he say, only birds know how to fall up.'
                                                                                              P37: A toothless old man came ambling up to them, pointing, with a rather wicked
P47: A black hearse drawn by four black horses with violet plumes came out of no-
                                                                                              grin, at an old rowing boat bobbing in the iron-grey water below them.
where and galloped past him. There seemed to be nobody driving it.
                                                                                                P163: “Longbottom, if brains were gold you’d be poorer than Weasley, and that’s say-
P116: But, absolutely without mercy. If mercy were a physical attainment the Compte
                                                                                              ing something.
would be a total cripple.
P64:'Don't be silly,' said Owen getting to his feet. 'How could you possible need me?'
                                                                                              P169: “Number one, I don’t know meself. Number two, yeh know too much
‘For three reasons,' replied the Puffin with a serious expression. 'First of all, I am edi-
                                                                                              already, so I wouldn’t tell yeh if I could.”
ble and you are not. Secondly, I am fifteen inches tall and getting on a bit. Thirdly, I am
                                                                                              P194: Something you have to say is more important than the ministry of magic,
not really a Puffin at all, and so I've got few friends even among Puffins. Need I go on?'
P85: In Abandonville, my friend, a good smile is a more important natural
endowment than genius.'
                                      PUFFIN                                                                              OWL
P24: Named after some saint or other as far as I know. Bartholomew O'Malley,              507 Saint Hedwig, of Rowling's choosing, was the saint of orphans and
that's me.'                                                                               abandoned children. (Source -
P91: Li Po had perched himself outside the window and had been listening to
everything.                                                                               P 67 Hedwig swooped in and out of the window as she pleased.
                                                                                          P49: There was an owl rapping its claw on the window, a newspaper in its beak.
                                                                                           Owls especially a tawny or Snowy owls have a very small beak that it uses for
                                                                                          breaking the bones of its victims. Heavy and awkward objects it carries in its claws.

                                                                                          CHARACTER FILE Hedwig is female although in the films his character is played by a

P96: Li Po was back, drumming at the window with his beak.
P124: It was dark when he felt Li Po's beak pecking at his ear.                            P101: Hedwig…… sometimes flew in to nibble his ear…. (Harry’s).
P75: Owen hugged him tightly so glad was he to see him. The bird pecked his ear

P97: 'I'm not going anywhere.'                                                            Apparently, she was also able to understand human speech; Harry usually gave her
The Puffin perched on his shoulder and shouted into his ear:                              verbal instructions where to deliver letters and she also obeyed other spoken or-
'Snap out of it! It's getting dark already.'                                              ders such as
P51: If that isn't the craziest bird that ever sprouted feathers, he thought to him-      Harry's command to peck his friends until they answered his letters (OP3, OP4). In
self, then I'm still in my bed somewhere in Ireland. And somebody had better              turn, she could effectively express her mood and opinion with a variety of hoots,
waken me up, real soon.                                                                   clacks of her beak, expressive looks, and other forms of body language (CS2, CS12,
P33/34:'It's not that he's vain, as you suppose,' he whispered. 'That is all an act for   GF18, OP3).
your benefit. He knows a great deal about you.” (Bart speaking of the Puffin).
P36: The bird fell into a frenzy of gaiety. His laughter, as he flew in wide circles      Hedwig was a very dignified owl who took great pride in her talent. Hedwig
above Owen's head, was a piercing cackle that seemed to fill the skies. Perhaps,          seemed to understand Harry and adjusted to his needs (PA2). However, she was
thought Owen, Li Po's wife was a witch and that's where he learnt to laugh or else        easily offended when Harry failed to notice her, did not treat her well and respect-
Li Po was a very funny chap to be sure                                                    fully, or asked her to do something she did not like (CS2, CS7, PA5, PA14, GF14,
                                                                                          GF18, OP3). (

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