Cut & Paste of Emerald's Message on the Wand Order Issue

[Penny & Bryce Linsenmayer]

No: HPFGUIDX 5511

Hi --

Sorry -- egroups cut off the attachment I suppose.  I've cut & pasted
below what she sent to me verbatim.

Penny

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Hello!
    I first noticed the wand mistake the day after I finished reading
GoF.
I write JKR a letter c/o Arthur Levine Books, to the address listed on
the
bottom right back corner of the GoF book jacket. That was July 9th or
10th.
Around the middle of August I got a letter from Scholastic.  Thankfully
I
didn't throw it out and I'm retyping it here for you.

Thank you for your recent letter alerting us to an error you found in
the
Harry Potter series.  You are a very astute reader and we truly
appreciate
you taking the time to let us know about this problem.  It will be
corrected
in reprints.

Please accept the enclosed printed signed bookplate with our compliments
as
a
token of our appreciation for your support of Harry Potter.

We truly appreciate your interest in JK Rowling and her wonderful Harry
Potter series.  Thank you so much for writing to us.

Sincerely,

Scholastic Book Group


I have AOL and Someone on the Harry Potter message board retyped the
pages
that were corrected.  It really doesn't change the plot of message of
the
story, just reversing the roles of Harry's mother and father.  If you
want
to
put this up on the HarryPotterforGrownups egroup I'm recopying the pages

that
I put on the PoU egroup.  I don't want to join the HP forGrownups egroup

myself first because I'm not a grown up and second I don't feel like
watching
my mailbox explode.

If ever Harry might have released his wand from shock, it would have
been
then, but instinct kept him clutching his wand tightly, so that the
thread
of
golden light remained unbroken, even though the thick gray ghost of
Cedric
Diggory (was it a ghost? it looked so solid) emerged in its entirety
from
the
end of Voldemort's wand, as though it were squeezing itself out of a
very
narrow tunnel... and this shade of Cedric stood up, and looked up
and down the golden thread of light, and spoke.
    "Hold on Harry," it said.  Its voice was distant and echoing.  Harry

looked at Voldemort ... his wide red eyes were still shocked ... he had
no
more expected this than Harry had ... and, very dimly, Harry heard the
frightened yells of the Death Eaters, prowling around the edges of the
golden
dome...
    More screams of pain from the wand ... and then something else
emerged
form its tip ... the dense shadow of a second head, quickly followed by
arms
and torso ... and old man Harry had seen only in a dream was now pushing

himself out of the end of the wand just as Cedric had done ... and his
ghost,
or his shadow, or whatever it was, fell next to Cedric's, and surveyed
Harry
and Voldemort, and the golden web, and the connected wands, with mild
surprise,
leaning on his walking stick....
    "He was a real wizard, then?" the old man said, his eyes on
Voldemort.
"Killed me, that one did.... You fight him, boy..."   But already, yet
another head was emerging ... and this head, gray as a smokey statue,
was a
woman's.... Harry, both arms shaking now as he fought to keep his wand
still,
saw her drop to the ground and straighten up like the others,
staring....
    The shadow of Bertha Jorkins surveyed the battle before her with
wide
eyes.   "Don't let go, now!" she cried, and her voice echoed like
Cedric's
as
though from very far away.  "Don't let him get you, Harry -- don't let
go!"
    She and the other two shadowy figures began to pace around the inner

wall
of the golden web, while the Death Eaters flitted around the outside of
it
... and Voldemort's dead victims whispered as the circled the duelers,
whispered words of encouragement to Harry, and hissed words Harry
couldn't
hear to Voldemort.
    And now another head was emerging from the tip of Voldemort's wand
...
and Harry knew when he saw it who it would be ... he knew, as though he
had
expected it from the moment when Cedric had appeared from the wand...
knew,
because the woman was the one he'd thought of more than any other
tonight....
    The smoky shadow of a young woman with long hair fell to the ground
as
Bertha had done, straightened up, and looked at him... and Harry, his
arms
shaking madly now, looked back into the ghostly face of his mother.
    "Your father's coming..." she said quietly.  "Hold on for your
father...
it will be all right... hold on...."
    And he came... first his head, then his body... tall and
untidy-haired
like Harry, the smoky, shadowy form of James Potter blossomed for the
end
of
Voldemort's wand, fell to the ground, and straightened like his wife.
He
walked close to Harry, looking down at him, and he spoke in the same
distant,
echoing voice as the others, but quietly, so that Voldemort, his face
now
livid with fear as his victims prowled around him, could not hear....
    "When the connection is broken, we will linger for only moments ...
but
we will give you time ... you must get to the Portkey, it will return
you
to
Hogwarts ... do you understand Harry?"

A telephone number came with the letter.  I didn't call it because I
don't
want to put long distnce calls on my dad's telephone bill, but here it
is
if
anyone wants to call:  (212) 343-6100.  Hope this sheds some light on
the
subject .  :-) Have a nice day!

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-- Hermione
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