Harry Potter and the sorcerer’s stone
This book is certainly a 10, I’ve read it many times. Although it gets off to a rather slow start, it certainly makes up for it. I don’t know if I love it because I really like the idea of magic, and flying, or what, but it’s amazing.
Harry Potter, is an orphaned boy sent to live with his horrible Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and their fat, obnoxious, stupid and annoying son, Dudley. Since Harry's parents were powerful witches before they were killed by an even more powerful wizard, lord voldemort, the most terrible wizard around. Harry is very likely to be a wizard, and his aunt and uncle don’t want him to find out, so they don’t tell him anything about his parents, and his past.
Many owls start appearing around the house, and harry receives many letters. He picks one up, but his uncle snatches it away. Harry knows there is something up, because his uncle nailed up the letterbox, and started burning many letters, in front of harry. One day, thousands of letters started flying through the fire place, and also through the letter box (it breaks through) he tries to run back in to his room under the stairs, but his uncle grabs him. After that, they move away to an island out at sea. Then on Harry’s 11th birthday, a giant called Hagrid, breaks down the door. He tells Harry that he’s a wizard, and also gives him a cake that he made. It was Hagrid who brought Harry to his uncle’s house when his parents died.
Here is a passage from the book.
"Harry's broom had given a wild jerk and Harry swung off it. He was now dangling from it, holding on with only one hand. 'Did something happen to it when Flint blocked him?', Seamus whispered. 'Can't have', Hagrid said, his voice shaking. 'Can't nothing interfere with a broomstick except powerful Dark magic ...' Hermione gasped, 'Snape [Professor], look ... he's ... jinxing the broom'. Before Ron could say another word, Hermione had disappeared ... Hermione had fought her way across to the stand where Snape stood ... Reaching Snape, she crouched down, pulled out her wand, and whispered a few, well-chosen words, Bright blue flames shot from her wand on the hem of Snape's robes. It took perhaps thirty seconds for Snape to realize that he was on fire ... Scooping the fire off him into a little jar in her pocket, she scrambled back along the row -- Snape would never know what had happened. It was enough. Up in the air, Harry was suddenly able to clamber back on his broom." [p. 190-1]
This shows how amazing her word choice is, and it just adds to the brilliantness of the story. I suggest this to anyone to read.