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I Think They Ought To Know. You Do Them A Disservice By Not Confiding Something This Important To Them.” “i Didn’t Want —” “— To Worry Or Frighten Them?” Said Dumbledore, Surveying Harry Over The Top Of His Half-moon Spectacles. “or Perhaps, To Confess That You Yourself Are Worried And Frightened? You Need Your Friends, Harry. As You So Rightly Said, Sirius Would Not Have Wanted You To Shut Yourself Away.

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I Think They Ought To Know. You Do Them A Disservice By Not Confiding Something This Important To Them.” “i Didn’t Want —” “— To Worry Or Frighten Them?” Said Dumbledore, Surveying Harry Over The Top Of His Half-moon Spectacles. “or Perhaps, To Confess That You Yourself Are Worried And Frightened? You Need Your Friends, Harry. As You So Rightly Said, Sirius Would Not Have Wanted You To Shut Yourself Away.

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It Is The Unknown We Fear When We Look Upon Death And Darkness, Nothing More.

Andrew Hated To See Her Humiliated And Pathetic Like This; But He Half Hated Her Too For Landing Herself In It, When Any Idiot Could Have Seen.

Somewhere Out In The Darkness, A Phoenix Was Singing In A Way Harry Had Never Heard Before: A Stricken Lament Of Terrible Beauty. And Harry Felt, As He Had Felt About Phoenix Song Before, That The Music Was Inside Him, Not Without: It Was His Own Grief Turned Magically To Song.

This Was Their First Encounter With The Fact That A Full Stomach Meant Good Spirits; An Empty One, Bickering And Gloom.

But If It Matters To You, You'll Be Able To Choose Gryffindor Over Slytherin. The Sorting Hat Takes Your Choice Into Account." "really?" "it Did For Me," Said Harry. He Had Never Told Any Of His Children That Before, And He Saw The Wonder In Albus's Face When He Said It.

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My Readers Have To Work With Me To Create The Experience. They Have To Bring Their Imaginations To The Story. No One Sees A Book In The Same Way, No One Sees The Characters The Same Way. As A Reader You Imagine Them In Your Own Mind. So, Together, As Author And Reader, We Have Both Created The Story.

Yeah, We’ll Call You,” Muttered Ron As The Knight Disappeared, “if We Ever Need Someone Mental.

In Opening Them, He Discovered That He Had Eyes.

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The Middle Class Is So Funny, It's The Class I Know Best, And It's The Class Where You Find The Most Pretension, So That's What Makes The Middle Classes So Funny.

Well?" Ron Said Finally, Looking Up At Harry. "how Was It?" Harry Considered It For A Moment. "wet," He Said Truthfully. Ron Made A Noise That Might Have Indicated Jubilation Or Disgust, It Was Hard To Tell. "because She Was Crying," Harry Continued Heavily. "oh," Said Ron, His Smile Faded Slightly. "are You That Bad At Kissing?" "dunno," Said Harry, Who Hadn't Considered This, And Immediately Felt Rather Worried. "maybe I Am.

I Was Set Free Because My Greatest Fear Had Been Realized, And I Still Had A Daughter Who I Adored, And I Had An Old Typewriter And A Big Idea. And So Rock Bottom Became A Solid Foundation On Which I Rebuilt My Life.

We’re All Going To Keep Fighting, Harry. You Know That?

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Imagination Is The Power That Enables Us To Empathize With Humans Whose Experiences We Have Never Shared.

Sirius Looked Slightly Disconcerted For A Moment, Then Said, "i'll Look For Him Later, I Expect I'll Find Him Upstairs Crying His Eyes Out Over My Mother's Old Bloomers Or Something... Of Course, He Might Have Crawled Into The Airing Cupboard And Died... But I Mustn't Get My Hopes Up.

We Can't Choose Our Fate, But We Can Choose Others. Be Careful In Knowing That.

We Are Only As Strong As We Are United, As Weak As We Are Divided.

Er-my-nee," Ron Croaked Unexpectedly From Between Them.

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The Sooner This Wedding's Over The Happier I'll Be." [ron] "yeah" Said Harry, "then We'll Have Nothing To Do Except Find Horcruxes....it'll Be Like A Holiday, Won't It?

I Don't Feel I Owe My Readers Details Of My Family's Private Life.

I Have No Time To Explain Now. It Is A Thrilling Tale, I Wish To Do It Justice.

I'm Dying!" Malfoy Yelled, As The Class Panicked. "i'm Dying, Look At Me! It's Killed Me!

Destiny Is A Name Often Given In Retrospect To Choices That Had Dramatic Consequences.

I Dreamed I Was Buying New Shoes Last Night," Said Ron. "what D'ya Think That's Gonna Mean?" "probably That You're Going To Be Eaten By A Giant Marshmallow Or Something," Said Harry.

Differences Of Habit And Language Are Nothing At All If Our Aims Are Identical And Our Hearts Are Open.

Krystal Flung Herself Violently Off The Chair, Away From Her Mother. She Was Surprised To Feel Warm Liquid Flowing Down Her Cheeks, And Thought Confusedly Of Blood, But It Was Tears, Only Tears, Clear And Shining On Her Fingertips When She Wiped Them Away.

Then She Was Kissing Him As She Had Never Kissed Him Before...and It Was Blissful Oblivion, Better Than Firewhisky; She Was The Only Real Thing In The World.

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The Barman Sidled Toward Them Out Of A Back Room. He Was A Grump-looking Old Man With A Great Deal Of A Long Gray Hair And A Beard. He Was Tall And Thin And Looked Vaguely Familiar To Harry.

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Enjoying It? I Don’t Reckon He’d Come Home If Dad Didn’t Make Him. He’s Obsessed. Just Don’t Get Him On The Subject Of His Boss. According To Mr. Crouch…as I Was Saying To Mr. Crouch… Mr. Crouch Is Of The Opinion… Mr. Crouch Was Telling Me… They’ll Be Announcing Their Engagement Any Day Now.

In Truth, I Never Consider The Audience For Whom I'm Writing. I Just Write What I Want To Write.

You Can Exist Without Your Soul, You Know, As Long As Your Brain And Heart Are Still Working. But You’ll Have No Sense Of Self Anymore, No Memory, No . . . Anything. There’s No Chance At All Of Recovery. You’ll Just — Exist. As An Empty Shell. And Your Soul Is Gone Forever . . . Lost.

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Everything Had Shattered. The Fact That It Was All Still There — The Walls And The Chairs And The Children’s Pictures On The Walls — Meant Nothing. Every Atom Of It Had Been Blasted Apart And Reconstituted In An Instant, And Its Appearance Of Permanence And Solidity Was Laughable; It Would Dissolve At A Touch, For Everything Was Suddenly Tissue-thin And Friable.

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Perfection Is Not Necessary To Make A Real And Lasting Difference To Other People's Lives.

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But Before He Went Loopy He Was The Life And Soul Of The Party," Said Fred. "he Used To Down An Entire Bottle Of Firewhiskey, Then Run Onto The Dance Floor, Hoist Up His Robes, And Start Pulling Bunches Of Flowers Out Of His--" Yes, He Sounds Like A Real Charmer," Said Hermione, While Harry Roared With Laughter. Never Married, For Some Reason," Said Ron.

I Had A Dream About A Motorcycle," Said Harry, Remembering Suddenly. "it Was Flying." Uncle Vernon Nearly Crashed Into The Car In Front. He Turned Right Around In His Seat And Yelled At Harry, His Face Like A Gigantic Beet With A Mustache: "motorcycles Don't Fly!" Dudley And Piers Sniggered. "i Know They Don't," Said Harry. "it Was Only A Dream.

Silence Fell Between The Four Of Them As They Looked Up At The Sky. There Was No Sign Of Movement, The Stars Stared Back, Unblinking, Indifferent, Unobscured By Flying Friends. Where Was Ron? Where Were Fred And Mr Weasley? Where Were Bill, Fleur, Tonks, Mad Eye, Mundungus?

Whenever He Was In Company He Wanted To Get Away, And Whenever He Was Alone He Wanted Company.

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We Tried To Shut Him In A Pyramid, But Mum Spotted Us.

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You Can Laugh! But People Used To Believe There Were No Such Things As The Blibbering Humdinger Or The Crumple-horned Snorkack!

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There Is No Point In Apportioning Blame. What Is Done, Is Done.

Indifference And Neglect Often Do Much More Damage Than Outright Dislike ...we Wizards Have Mistreated And Abused Our Fellows For Too Long, And We Are Now Reaping Our Reward.

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Time Will Not Slow Down When Something Unpleasant Lies Ahead.

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However,' Said Dumbledore, Speaking Very Slowly And Clearly So That None Of Them Could Miss A Word, 'you Will Find That I Will Only Truly Have Left This School When None Here Are Loyal To Me. You Will Also Find That Help Will Be Given At Hogwarts To Those Who Ask For It.

Harry, Suffering Like This Proves You Are Still A Man! This Pain Is Part Of Being Human —” “then — I — Don’t — Want — To — Be — Human!” Harry Roared.

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No, There's No University For Wizards. At The Moment I'm Only Planning To Write Seven Harry Potter Books. I Won't Say "never," But I Have No Plans To Write An Eighth Book.

It Is Important To Remember That We All Have Magic Inside Us.

Every Now And Then I Read A Poem That Does Touch Something In Me, But I Never Turn To Poetry For Solace Or Pleasure In The Way That I Throw Myself Into Prose.

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Fred And George Turned To Each Other And Said Together, “wow — We’re Identical!

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'you All Righ'?' He Said Gruffly. 'yeah,' Said Harry. 'no, Yeh're Not,' Said Hagrid. 'of Course Yeh're Not. But Yeh Will Be.'

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If Ever I Expected To Come Face To Face With An Angry Christian Fundamentalist, It Wasn't In Fao Schwarz.

When We Come Face-to-face With One Down A Dark Alley, We're Going To Be Having A Shufti To See If It's Solid, Aren't We, We're Not Going To Be Asking, 'excuse Me, Are You The Imprint Of A Departed Soul?

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.

Children's Books Aren't Textbooks. Their Primary Purpose Isn't Supposed To Be "pick This Up And It Will Teach You This." It's Not How Literature Should Be. You Probably Do Learn Something From Every Book You Pick Up, But It Might Be Simply How To Laugh.

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Er — Have The Bludgers Ever Killed Anyone?” Harry Asked, Hoping He Sounded Offhand. “never At Hogwarts. We’ve Had A Couple Of Broken Jaws But Nothing Worse Than That. You Don’t Have To Worry About The Quaffle Or The Bludgers —” “— Unless They Crack My Head Open.” “don’t Worry, The Weasleys Are More Than A Match For The Bludgers — I Mean, They’re Like A Pair Of Human Bludgers Themselves.

I Will Not Calm Down!

They See Hermione As Someone Who Is Not Vulnerable, But I See Her As Someone Who Does Have Quite A Lot Of Vulnerability In Her Personality.

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Am I About To Discover Where You, Ron, And Hermione Disappeared To While You Were Supposed To Be In The Back Room Of Fred And George's Shop?" How Did You...?" Harry, Please. You're Talking To The Man Who Raised Fred And George.

The Elf’s Eyes Found Him, And His Lips Trembled With The Effort To Form Words. ‘harry... Potter...’ And Then With A Little Shudder The Elf Became Quite Still, And His Eyes Were Nothing More Than Great, Glassy Orbs Sprinkled With Light From The Stars They Could Not See.

This Liberating Discovery Enables Me To Proceed Without Any Fear That I Might Inadvertently Influence You To Abandon Promising Careers In Business, Law Or Politics For The Giddy Delights Of Becoming A Gay Wizard.

As Is A Tale, So Is Life: Not How Long It Is, But How Good It Is, Is What Matters. I Wish You All Very Good Lives.

What Was There To Be Gained By Fighting The Most Evil Wizard Who Has Ever Existed?" Said Black, With A Terrible Fury In His Face. "only Innocent Lives, Peter!" "you Don't Understand!" Whined Pettigrew. "he Would Have Killed Me, Sirius!" "then You Should Have Died!" Roared Black. "died Rather Than Betray Your Friends, As We Would Have Done For You!

Harry, Guess What?" Said Tonks From Her Perch On Top Of The Washing Machine, And She Wiggled Her Left Hand At Him; A Ring Glittered There.

The Mind Is A Complex And Many-layered Thing, Potter... Or At Least, Most Minds Are.

Interesting Theory. Has Anyone Ever Tried Sticking A Sword In Voldemort? Maybe The Ministry Should Put Some People Onto That, Instead Of Wasting Their Time Stripping Down Deluminators Or Covering Up Breakouts From Azkaban.

I Love Inventing Names, But I Also Collect Unusual Names, So That I Can Look Through My Notebook And Choose One That Suits A New Character.

When I Was In My Teens I Had Issues With Ocd.

He Was About To Go Home, About To Return To The Place Where He Had Had A Family. It Was In Godric’s Hollow That, But For Voldemort, He Would Have Grown Up And Spent Every School Holiday. He Could Have Invited Friends To His House. . . . He Might Even Have Had Brothers And Sisters. . . . It Would Have Been His Mother Who Had Made His Seventeenth Birthday Cake. The Life He Had Lost Had Hardly Ever Seemed So Real To Him As At This Moment, When He Knew He Was About To See The Place Where It Had Been Taken From Him.

Well, Usually When A Person Shakes Their Head," Said Mcgonagall Coldly, "they Mean 'no.' So Unless Miss Edgecombe Is Using A Form Of Sign Language As Yet Unknown To Humans.

I Knew I Could Do It All This Time,” Said Harry, “because I'd Already Done It... Does That Make Sense?

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.

Only The Difference Between Truth And Lies, Courage And Cowardice.

I Enjoyed The Meetings, Too. It Was Like Having Friends.

I Will Defend The Importance Of Bedtime Stories To My Last Gasp.

The Consequences Of Our Actions Are Always So Complicated, So Diverse, That Predicting The Future Is A Very Difficult Business Indeed.

And As She Jogged Out Of Sight, They Could Hear Her Muttering, "tentacula. Devil's Snare. And Snargaluff Pods. Yes, I'd Like To See Death Eaters Fighting Those.

I Gave My Hero A Talent I'd Love To Have. Who Wouldn't Want To Fly?

Tell Me, How Is Lucius Malfoy These Days? I Expect He's Delighted His Lapdog's Working At Hogwarts, Isn't He?" "speaking Of Dogs," Said Snape Softly, "did You Know That Lucius Malfoy Recognized You Last Time You Risked A Little Jaunt Outside? Clever Idea, Black, Getting Yourself Seen On A Safe Station Platform. Gave You A Cast-iron Excuse Not To Leave Your Hidey-hole In Future, Didn't It?

Braggarts And Rogues, Dogs And Scoundrels, Drive Them Out, Harry Potter, See Them Off!

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Have You Any Idea How Much Tyrants Fear The People They Oppress?

I'd Always Said Never Say Never, Because I Knew That Warner Brothers Wanted To Do Something With "fantastic Beasts," And I Did Have Kind Of A Yen To Do That.

... There Are Far, Far Worse Things In The Living World Than Dying.

The Mistake Ninety-nine Percent Of Humanity Made, As Far As Fats Could See, Was Being Ashamed Of What They Were; Lying About It, Trying To Be Somebody Else.

When You Have Seen As Much Of Life As I Have, You Will Not Underestimate The Power Of Obsessive Love.

Will There Ever Be An Encyclopedia? Possibly. I Would Say Two Things About The Encyclopedia: Firstly, I’ve Always Said And I Stand By It, Whenever I Do Do A Printed Encyclopedia I Would Like All The Proceeds To Go To Charity. Back In 1998 I Never Dreamt I Personally I Would Be In The Position That I Could Set Up A Large Charitable Foundation And Personally Do Things For Charity, And I’ve Done Other Charity Books Already.

Harry Moved The Tip Of His Eagle-feather Quill Down The Page, Frowning As He Looked For Something That Would Help Him Write His Essay, “witch Burning In The Fourteenth Century Was Completely Pointless — Discuss.

Anything's Possible If You've Got Enough Nerve.

I Think It's Difficult To Be Honest About Certain Aspects Of My Work Without Acknowledging That I Have Experienced Or Felt Or Questioned Certain Of The Themes In The Books.

Hide Them All, Then. Keep Her – Them – Safe. Please.' And What Will You Give Me In Return, Severus?' In – In Return? Anything.

I Want To Commit The Murder I Was Imprisoned For.

Ah" Said Dumbledore Gently, "yes I Thought We Might Hit That Little Snag!" "snag?" Said Fudge, His Voice Still Vibrating With Joy. "i See No Snag, Dumbledore!" "well," Said Dumbledore Apologetically, "i'm Afraid I Do." "oh, Really?" "well It's Just That You Seem To Be Labouring Under The Delusion That I Am Going To -- Come Quietly. I Am Afraid I Am Not Going To Come Quietly At All, Cornelius. I Have Absolutely No Intention Of Being Sent To Azkaban. I Could Break Out, Of Course -- But What A Waste Of Time, And Frankly, I Can Think Of A Whole Host Of Things I Would Rather Be Doing.

And Tears Came Before He Could Stop Them, Boiling Hot Then Instantly Freezing On His Face, And What Was The Point In Wiping Them Off? Or Pretending? He Let Them Fall.

I Don't Read 'chick Lit,' Fantasy Or Science Fiction But I'll Give Any Book A Chance If It's Lying There And I've Got Half An Hour To Kill.

It Seemed Impossible That There Could Be People In The World Who Still Desired Food, Who Laughed, Who Neither Knew Nor Cared That Sirius Black Was Gone Forever.

Sirius's Gaunt Face Broke Out Into The First True Smile Harry Had Seen Upon It. The Difference It Made Was Startling, As Though A Person Ten Years Younger Were Shining Through The Starved Mask; For A Moment He Was Recognizable As The Man Who Had Laughed At Harry's Parents' Wedding.

Why Do I Talk About The Benefits Of Failure? Simply Because Failure Meant A Stripping Away Of The Inessential. I Stopped Pretending To Myself That I Was Anything Other Than What I Was, And Began To Direct All My Energy Into Finishing The Only Work That Mattered To Me.

Professor Kettleburn, Our Care Of Magical Creatures Teacher, Retired At The End Of Last Year In Order To Enjoy More Time With His Remaining Limbs.

There Are Much More Terrible Things Than Physical Injury.

Terrible Things

Draco Malfoy Is A Bad Boy!" Squeaked Dobby Angrily.

I Think The Harry Books Are Actually Very Moral, But Some People Just Object To Witchcraft Being Mentioned In A Children's Book.

Voldemort Is Playing A Very Clever Game. Declaring Himself Might Have Provoked Open Rebellion. Remaining Masked Has Created Confusion, Uncertainty, And Fear.

I Will Be Sharing Additional Information I've Been Hoarding For Years About The World Of Harry Potter

Their Reward For Enduring The Awful Experience Was The Right To Tell People About It.

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.

You Will Never Truly Know Yourself Or The Strength Of Your Relationships Until Both Have Been Tested By Adversity.

Our Relationship

Naturally Shirley Had Known, As They Slid Stock Words And Phrases Back And Forth Between Them Like Beads On An Abacus, That Howard Must Be As Brimful Of Ecstasy As She Was; But To Express These Feelings Out Loud, When The News Of Death Was Still Fresh In The Air, Would Have Been Tantamount To Dancing Naked And Shrieking Obscenities, And Howard And Shirley Were Clothed, Always, In An Invisible Layer Of Decorum That They Never Laid Aside.

Hallows, Not Horcruxes.

Oh, For Heaven’s Sake, Sirius, Dumbledore Said No!” A Bearlike Black Dog Had Appeared At Harry’s Side As Harry Clambered Over The Various Trunks Cluttering The Hall To Get To Mrs. Weasley. “oh Honestly,” Said Mrs. Weasley Despairingly. “well, On Your Own Head Be It!” The Great Black Dog Gave A Joyful Bark And Gamboled Around Them, Snapping At Pigeons, And Chasing Its Own Tail. Harry Couldn’t Help Laughing. Sirius Had Been Trapped Inside For A Very Long Time.

Harry Felt Winded, As Though He Had Just Walked Into Something Heavy. He Had Last Seen Those Cool Gray Eyes Through Slits In A Death Eater’s Hood, And Last Heard That Man’s Voice Jeering In A Dark Graveyard While Lord Voldemort Tortured Him. He Could Not Believe That Lucius Malfoy Dared Look Him In The Face; He Could Not Believe That He Was Here, In The Ministry Of Magic, Or That Cornelius Fudge Was Talking To Him, When Harry Had Told Fudge Mere Weeks Ago That Malfoy Was A Death Eater.

Witness For The Defense, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.

I Sometimes Have A Tendency To Walk On The Dark Side.

I Am Not A Particularly Thick-skinned Person.

And This Is Nymphadora-" "don't Call Me Nymphadora, Remus," Said The Young Witch With A Shudder. "it's Tonks." "-nymphadora Tonks, Who Prefers To Be Known By Her Surname Only," Finished Lupin. "so Would You If Your Fool Of A Mother Had Called You 'nymphadora,' " Muttered Tonks.

We Teachers Are Rather Good At Magic, You Know.

Crackers!” Said Dumbledore Enthusiastically, Offering The End Of A Large Silver Noisemaker To Snape, Who Took It Reluctantly.

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