In preparation for Saturday's release of Deathly Hallows, I've been conducting lengthy conversations with friends regarding the first six books. I've been a fairweather vox-visitor as of late, but I thought I'd post them here and see if anyone else has thoughts. Here's the first set on Sorcerer's Stone.
I went on a bit of a Harry Potter binge this weekend that included watching all four movies, rereading the first 500 pages of book six, and wondering how in the world I'll control myself until the release of book seven. My HP overdose led me on a search to figure out exactly what the title of book seven, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, means. This is what I came up with.
1) www.dictionary.com provides several definitions for “hallow:”
a. Verb: to make holy; sanctify, consecrate; to honor as holy, consider as sacred, venerate. This is certainly the context in which I have heard the word “hallow” before, or, more accurately, hallowed. For example, in shows like Buffy you always hear about “hallowed ground” meaning a sacred or holy place. So perhaps Harry will be visiting places that are considered sacred or holy in the wizarding world. On the other hand, the word “hallow” in the title is certainly a noun seeing as it is modified by the adjective “deathly.”
b. Interjection: used to call or answer someone, or to incite dogs in hunting. Perhaps Harry is being chased by hunting dogs? Is that why the “hallows” are “deathly?”
c. Noun: the cry “hallo!,” a shout of exultation. I sincerely doubt anyone is excited about the murder and mayhem sure to ensue in book seven.
2) From the online etymology dictionary: from the old English “halgian”—“to make holy, to honor as holy,” related to “halig” meaning “holy” from P.Gmc I don’t know what P. Gmc means, and I took a class on the history of the English language that, among other things, involved extensive readings of etymology in the Oxford English Dictionary. Regardless, this is not helpful as it merely regurgitates the only definition I already knew.
3) Having exhausted my word resources, a Google search then directed me to Wikipedia articles on both Halloween and All Saints’ Day. Wikipedia states, “The festival of All Saints, also sometimes known as “All Hallows” or Hallowmas (“hallows” meaning “saints” and “mas” meaning “mass”), is a feast celebrated in the honor of all the saints, known and unknown.” Well, at least now I can see it used as a noun. Apparently “hallow” is a synonym for “saint.” However, as far as I know, the wizarding community doesn’t revere Roman Catholic saints, so this seems an unlikely meaning of the title. Besides, I can’t imagine why saints would be “deathly.” That just seems like an oxymoron.
4) Continuation of my Google search then directed me to an Arthurian A-Z dictionary published on something called the “Mystical World Wide Web:” http://www.mystical-www.co.uk/arthuriana2z/h.htm#HAL. It’s a really fascinating explanation of “hallows,” but in brief:
a. In Arthurian legend and myth, a hallow is either a piece of royal regalia or a much-sought object of power/sacred vessel that is “quested” after like the holy grail.
b. Something called “The Hallows of Ireland” were brought to Ireland by something/one called the “Tuatha de Danaan” (Unlcear if this is a single person, a race of people or a group of some sort) and were guarded by four “Guardians of the Hollows.”
c. Beliefs later evolved/changed (again unclear how this happened) to say that the hallows brought by the Tuatha were four sacred treasures from the “otherworld:” the shining spear of Lugh (which provides victory in any fight), the stone of Fal (on which kings were crowned), the sword of Nuada (with which it is impossible to avoid being struck and wounded), and the cauldron of Dagda (plenty). In later traditions, these evolved into: the pole of combat, the sword of light, the cauldron of cure and the sword of destiny. In even later traditions, these have developed into the four symbols of magical elements: the sword, the spear, the cup and the pentacle—in other words, the four suits of Tarot cards.
Conclusion: My, my, a hallow sounds quite a bit like a horcrux. JKR knows her Arthurian mythology and stole the term as a loose synonym for “horcrux” in order to make the title more mysterious.
Better conclusion: JKR not only took the term from Arthurian mythology, but plans to parallel other aspects of book seven to the Arthurian legend of “hallows.” Notice that certain aspects of that story fit nicely with aspects of the HP books. There are four guardians of the hollows just like the four founders of Hogwarts. Dumbledore made it clear in book six that Voldemort would have looked for magical objects of power, such as objects that belonged to these founders. We’ve also seen a sword (one of the two known existing relics to belong to Godric Gryffindor) and a cup (a relic of Helga Hufflepuff presumably stolen by Voldemort and used as a horcrux). OK, so it’s not a perfect match—there’s on sacred locket in Arhurian mythology, and I’m not sure I know the difference between a sword and a spear, but you must admit there are parallels. Furthermore, I feel like she could work in the part about hallows being associated with “magical elements”--- this is, after all, a world of magic, and don’t they use some form of Tarot card in divination?
Dear Winter Storm,
When we met last Thursday, I just knew you would be trouble. We first encountered one another when you showed up unexpected in Kansas City, MO. You made a simple 2 hour drive from Kansas City to Columbia a hellish three plus hour experience, and you delayed the arrival of not one, not two, but five of my friends for a fun-filled weekend. To top it all off, you stranded Mary Kate in Indianapolis and prevented her from getting to Kansas City at all. I was not fond of you then, Winter Storm, and I was glad to leave you behind in Kansas City on Monday afternoon.
But it seems you hadn't had quite enough of me yet. You tagged along to Chicago, where we met again a few miles from Midway airport. You decided not to let my plane land, and presumably laughed as I spent an unplanned night in Chicago and arrived home a full 12 hours later than planned and rushed to get to work late. Winter Storm, I had certainly had enough of you then.
But it seems you hadn't yet had enough of me. You decided to join me today for the entirety of my drive from Winston-Salem, NC, to Round Hill, VA. Now, Winter Storm, you know that I hate driving with you. I'm starting to think you are doing these things solely to annoy me.
Winter Storm, I am not fond of you, and I think it's time we parted paths. Of course, now that you've plunked yourself down in northern VA and have taken it upon you to dump snow all over my yard, the least you can do is graciously stick around for the evening and make sure school is closed tomorrow. You've put me through quite a bit in the past week and a half, and I think you owe me that much. And let's face it, Winter Storm, the only way I really enjoy your company is when you arrive bearing the gift of a free day off work.
Sincerely,
Mary Beth
We resume precisely where we left off. Mahone has his gun trained on Michael and Lincoln. He tells them to turn around, but Michael says Alex will have to murder them face to face. Michael and Lincoln’s salvation appears in the form of the border patrol, who won’t believe that Mahone is FBI until they verify. Mahone is forced to drop his weapon. “Back in police custody” is likely not where Michael and Lincoln saw this night ending up, but hey, it’s better than dead.
Sucre is in the escape plane on his way to Panama, but border patrol is following them in a jet. The pilot gives Sucre a parachute and jumps out of the plane himself. They’re over Mexico. Sucre jumps.
On the news, they report that the brothers have been apprehended a few miles north of the Mexican border. They report that Mahone was the one who apprehended them. Asian “behind the scenes” agent is watching the coverage, and he doesn’t look happy. T-Bag is also watching the coverage in a bar where he hears he’s one of the four remaining escaped cons. I have a problem with the fact that T-Bag is up walking around in a bar mere hours after he chewed off his own hand. It just doesn’t seem realistic. Shouldn’t he be bleeding or something? It’s like the thing just detached. Anyway, fortunately for T-Bag, there’s another man with a prosthetic hand in the bar. T-Bag approaches him, does the old “I’m a solder recently returned from battle” routine and inquires about where he can get himself a nice prosthetic hand like his. The man insults T-Bags manhood, and T-Bag eyes his hand enviously. I’m no expert, but T-Bag’s deadly stare combined with the ominous music make me think that this man’s about to lose his nice prosthetic hand.
Back at Fox River, the new warden assures no lenience under the “new regime.” He promises Lincoln a speedy execution upon his return and predicts that Michael will spend the rest of his life behind bars with all the charges he has racked up over the past few days.
In the Chicago, IL, FBI Field Office, the Illinois DOC is coming to collect the brothers and take them back to Fox River. Mahone is silently infuriated and obviously misunderstood. The guy on the phone doesn’t understand Mahone’s frustration. He says Mahone should feel good about being the one to bring these guys in. He obviously does not.
The brothers sit in a jail cell together. Michael says this isn’t over. Of course this isn’t over. Silly Michael, there are several more episodes in the season. Michael is adamant that he gets a phone call—they’ll call Sarah and get her to prove Lincoln’s innocence—but apparently they’re not entitled to their call until they’re “in custody” when they’re in Fox River. Here’s a question: what happens to Michael after they “prove Lincoln’s innocence?” The crimes he was imprisoned for he actually committed. So he’ll spend the rest of his life in jail? Sounds like a pretty raw deal to me. Lincoln says there’s a lot of ground to cover between here and Fox River, and he doubts they’ll make it to the prison alive. Creepy Asian behind the scenes man (does he have a name?) is on the phone with Mahone. He’s upset that the brothers are alive and tells Alex to put a bullet in their heads. A bullet? That makes no sense, creepy Asian dude. There are two of them. Behind the scenes man insinuates that he’ll get to Alex’s family if he doesn’t follow through and kill the brothers.
T-Bag lurks outside a post office, watches a woman walk down the street and follows her in to a diner. They make small talk about exciting things like food stuck in your teeth, and this woman knows stuff about teeth. She starts talking about a gap between the 9 and 9 attracting food like a magnet, and then transitions to her ex. Sexy. OK, T-Bag is like the sketchiest character I’ve ever seen. How he gets women in diners to open up to him about teeth and ex-husbands is beyond me. If I saw him walking down the street I’d cross to the other side. T-Bag asks if she’s ever been to Italy. He pronounces it It-a-ly, emphasis on the it. He spits out some line about how they enjoy wine every day with lunch in Italy, and invites Denise to “enjoy the rest of her lunch” with him, aka get snockered and get herself killed.
Bellick is in court, apparently at a bail hearing. The judge denies bail due to the fact that he both displayed great resourcefulness in traveling across the country and left an angry phone message promising death to a man that is now dead. Bellick’s headed to the big house. What goes around comes around, big shot.
Alex takes out his gun in the privacy of the bathroom. He points it vaguely at his own head, and it looks for a brief moment like he’s considering suicide, but he puts it away and exits the bathroom.