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I Feel I Owe You Another Explanation Harry," Said Dumbledore Hesitantly. "you May, Perhaps, Wondered Why I Never Chose You As A Prefect? I Must Confess...that I Rather Thought...you Had Enough Responsibility To Be Going On With." Harry Looked Up At Him And Saw A Tear Trickling Down Dumbledore's Face Into His Long Silver Beard.

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I Feel I Owe You Another Explanation Harry," Said Dumbledore Hesitantly. "you May, Perhaps, Wondered Why I Never Chose You As A Prefect? I Must Confess...that I Rather Thought...you Had Enough Responsibility To Be Going On With." Harry Looked Up At Him And Saw A Tear Trickling Down Dumbledore's Face Into His Long Silver Beard.

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Ah, Music. A Magic Beyond All We Do Here!

Magic Harry Potter

I Don't Care!" Harry Yelled At Them, Snatching Up A Lunascope And Throwing It Into The Fireplace. "i've Had Enough, I've Seen Enough, I Want Out, I Want It To End, I Don't Care Anymore!

Oh You Is A Bad Elf, Dobby!

But I Don’t Think I’ve Ever Known Such A Natural At Potions!” Said Slughorn. “instinctive, You Know — Like His Mother! I’ve Only Ever Taught A Few With This Kind Of Ability, I Can Tell You That, Sybill — Why Even Severus —” And To Harry’s Horror, Slughorn Threw Out An Arm And Seemed To Scoop Snape Out Of Thin Air Toward Them.

They Don't Know We're Not Allowed To Use Magic At Home. I'm Going To Have A Lot Of Fun With Dudley This Summer.

Yeah You Can Have A Word," Said Harry Savagely. "good-bye.

What's That Supposed To Be Anyway?" Said Fred Squinting At Dobby's Painting. "looks Like A Gibbon With Two Black Eyes!" "it's Harry," Said George Pointing At The Back Of The Picture. "says So On The Back." "good Likeness," Said Fred Grinning. Harry Threw His New Homework Diary At Him.

Just Because You’re Allowed To Use Magic Now You Don’t Have To Whip Your Wands Out For Every Tiny Little Thing!

I Think You're Working And Learning Until You Die.

Always The Innocent Are The First Victims, So It Has Been For Ages Past, So It Is Now.

Tessa Was Convinced That It Was A Lie, And Also That Everything She Had Done In Her Life, Telling Herself That It Was For The Best, Had Been No More Than Blind Selfishness, Generating Confusion And Mess All Around. But Who Could Bear To Know Which Stars Were Already Dead, She Thought, Blinking Up At The Night Sky; Could Anybody Stand To Know They All Were?

Harry, This Is No Time To Be A Gentleman!" Wood Roared As Harry Swerved To Avoid Collision. "knock Her Off Her Broom If You Have To!

If Harry Potter Taught Us Anything, It's That No One Should Have To Live In The Closet

I Don't Believe In The Kind Of Magic In My Books. But I Do Believe Something Very Magical Can Happen When You Read A Good Book.

You See, I, Unlike You, Have Been Made A Prefect, Which Means That I, Unlike You, Have The Power To Hand Out Punishments.” “yeah,” Said Harry, “but You, Unlike Me, Are A Git.

His Hand Closed Automatically Around The Fake Horcrux But In Spite Of Everything, In Spite Of The Dark And Twisting Path He Saw Stretching Ahead For Himself, In Spite Of The Final Meeting With Voldemort He Knew Must Come Whether In A Month In A Year Or In Ten, He Felt His Heart Lift At The Thought That There Was Still One Last Golden Day Of Peace Left To Enjoy With Ron And Hermione.

Talent And Intelligence Never Yet Inoculated Anyone Against The Caprice Of The Fates.

Warlock D. J. Prod Of Didsbury Says: “my Wife Used To Sneer At My Feeble Charms, But One Month Into Your Fabulous Kwikspell Course And I Succeeded In Turning Her Into A Yak! Thank You, Kwikspell!

Giggling Should Be Made Illegal.

Someone's Dead," Said Malfoy, And His Voice Seemed To Go Up An Octave As He Said It. "one Of Your People...i Don't Know Who, It Was Dark...i Stepped Over The Body...i Was Supposed To Be Waiting Up Here When You Got Back, Only Your Phoenix Lot Got In The Way.

Harry Looked Down And Saw Deep Green Mountains And Lakes, Coppery In The Sunset.

Her Son Lives. He Has Her Eyes, Precisely Her Eyes. You Remember The Shape And Color Of Lily Evans's Eyes, I Am Sure?

I Have Been Careless, And So Have Been Thwarted By Luck And Chance, Those Wreckers Of All But The Best Laid Plans.

Best Laid Plans

Once Again I Must Ask Too Much Of You, Harry.

I Think You Have A Moral Responsibility When You've Been Given Far More Than You Need, To Do Wise Things With It And Give Intelligently.

Sukhvinder Wished That She Could Be More Like Krystal: Funny And Tough; Impossible To Intimidate; Always Coming Out Fighting.

Albus Severus," Harry Said Quietly, So That Nobody But Ginny Could Hear, And She Was Tactful Enough To Pretend To Be Waving To Rose, Who Was Now On The Train, "you Were Named For Two Headmasters Of Hogwarts. One Of Them Was A Slytherin And He Was Probably The Bravest Man I Ever Knew.

This Is Night, Diddykins. That's What We Call It When It Goes All Dark Like This.

Funny Harry Potter

What Would Your Head Have Been Doing In Hogsmeade, Potter?" Said Snape Softly. "your Head Is Not Allowed In Hogsmeade. No Part Of Your Body Has Permission To Be In Hogsmeade.

There,” She Said Softly. “now He Could Be Sleeping.

Your Qualifications, Your Cv, Are Not Your Life, Though You Will Meet Many People Of My Age And Older Who Confuse The Two. Life Is Difficult, And Complicated, And Beyond Anyone's Control, And The Humility To Know That Will Enable You To Survive Its Vicissitudes.

Even You-know-who Can't Split Himself Into Seven.

The Poor Things Keep Calling In Those – Those Pumbles, I Think They're Called – You Know, The Ones Who Mend Pipes And Things – " "plumbers?" " – Exactly, Yes, But Of Course They're Flummoxed.

What's That?" He Snarled, Staring At The Envelope Harry Was Still Clutching In His Hand. "if It's Another Form For Me To Sign, You've Got Another -" "it's Not," Said Harry Cheerfully. "it's A Letter From My Godfather." "godfather?" Sputtered Uncle Vernon. "you Haven't Got A Godfather!" "yes, I Have," Said Harry Brightly. "he Was My Mum And Dad's Best Friend. He's A Convicted Murderer, But He's Broken Out Of Wizard Prison And He's On The Run. He Likes To Keep In Touch With Me, Though...keep Up With My News...check If I'm Happy.

I Imagine Them Very Clearly And Then Attempt To Describe What I Can See. Sometimes I Draw Them For My Own Amusement! (talking About Her Characters And Scenes)

I Didn't Write With A Target Audience In Mind. What Excited Me Was How Much I Would Enjoy Writing About Harry. I Never Thought About Writing For Children - Children's Books Chose Me. I Think If It Is A Good Book Anyone Will Read It.

You Are Nearly There," Said James. "very Close. We Are...so Proud Of You.

What Will Come, Will Come; You Just Have To Be There To Meet It.

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