Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows was my least favorite of the seven-book series. It spent the first several hundred pages going nowhere, the next several hundred getting ready to go, and then everything happened. It was unfocused, lacked coherency, and also lacked in the richer story lines and texture of the previous books. Instead, it featured a completely linear plot. The trajectory was obvious from the beginning, and only unimportant details (namely, which unimportant characters die) were left to guessing.
Did I mention that the book was painfully predictable? That everything was obvious? The only interesting arc of the story was Dumbledore’s past. Unfortunately, this was shadowed by Harry’s confrontation of his feelings towards the grand old wizard, an irritating story arc started back in book five.
Let’s not talk at length about the epilogue: It’s the worst single specimen of writing I’ve ever seen, and I’ll leave it at that.
Ignoring that, I think this book unimaginative and uninspiring, though it succeeds at being a logical and straightforward conclusion to the series. I’d probably rather have stopped with book six, however.