When Ron, frustrated with studying for NEWTs and with Hermioneâs anxious sixth-year nagging, explains to her what reading is like for him, Hermioneâs breath catches. âRon, youâre dyslexic,â she says, softly, and instantly regrets every snide comment sheâs ever made towards his study habits.Â
Soon, by asking around, Hermione amasses a list of spells for Ron to try - some stilling the page, some changing the font of books for easy reading, some going after Ronâs temporal lobe directly.Â
These help, a little, but not as much as knowing thereâs a word for why reading is so hard for him. That itâs normal, that heâs not stupid, and that Hermione suddenly helps instead of criticizes, looks for solutions rather than complains, praises instead of gloats.Â