Wish I Could Obliviate Myself

Harry Potter and the Cursed Child - J.K. Rowling, John Kerr Tiffany, Jack Thorne

I don't know if it was the hype attached to this play, there was no way it could have possibly lived up to all those expectations, or the fact that it read like bad fanfiction, but this is without a doubt the worse HP story I have ever read. From the very beginning, when Scorpius tells Albus about the rumors he's Voldemort's son to the horrible ending, it just reads like a piecemeal collection of the worst stories on fanfiction.net. To make a horrible story even worse, there was a lot of things going on in this script that just made no sense. Why don't people flinch at the name of Voldemort anymore? The fact he's dead shouldn't have any bearing on whether people are afraid to use his name, there were a lot of people that were sure he was dead the first time around and they still wouldn't say his name. Why can Harry suddenly understand parseltongue again? Harry could understand parseltongue before because a piece of Voldemort's soul latched on to him. Just because somebody is related to Voldemort, doesn't mean Harry will start understanding parseltongue again. Why does Harry's scar start hurting? Once again, his scar hurting was specifically linked to that connection he shared with Voldemort. What was with the dreams? One last time, the dreams Harry had were actually visions
of things that Voldemort was doing, which again, Harry had because of his connection with Voldemort. I don't understand how you can write a play about a well-loved series and not know this important bit of information. I would like to point to one redeeming quality in this play because I know a lot of people did enjoy this, but I can't.