Harry’s next stop was Flourish and Blotts, where house elves were the newest addition to a large list of subjects he wanted books on. Harry didn’t love books like a few of the students in his school had, but he thought they were dead useful—fiction books were better entertainment than the shows Dudley liked on the telly, and nonfiction books taught him things no human expert would have the time or inclination to. Without a lucky discovery in a public library one afternoon, he would never have learned to throw knives properly.