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If You Choose To Use Your Status And Influence To Raise Your Voice On Behalf Of Those Who Have No Voice; If You Choose To Identify Not Only With The Powerful, But With The Powerless; If You Retain The Ability To Imagine Yourself Into The Lives Of Those Who Do Not Have Your Advantages, Then It Will Not Only Be Your Proud Families Who Celebrate Your Existence, But Thousands And Millions Of People Whose Reality You Have Helped Transform For The Better. We Do Not Need Magic To Change The World, We Carry All The Power We Need Inside Ourselves Already: We Have The Power To Imagine Better.

-J. K. Rowling

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If You Choose To

J. K. Rowling

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If You Choose To Use Your Status And Influence To Raise Your Voice On Behalf Of Those Who Have No Voice; If You Choose To Identify Not Only With The Powerful, But With The Powerless; If You Retain The Ability To Imagine Yourself Into The Lives Of Those Who Do Not Have Your Advantages, Then It Will Not Only Be Your Proud Families Who Celebrate Your Existence, But Thousands And Millions Of People Whose Reality You Have Helped Transform For The Better. We Do Not Need Magic To Change The World, We Carry All The Power We Need Inside Ourselves Already: We Have The Power To Imagine Better.

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Are You Planning To Follow A Career In Magical Law, Miss Granger?” Asked Scrimgeour. “no, I’m Not,” Retorted Hermione. “i’m Hoping To Do Some Good In The World!

Neville Kicked Aside The Broken Fragments Of His Own Wand As They Walked Slowly Toward The Door. "my Gran's Going Do Kill Be," Said Neville Thickly, Blood Spattering From His Nose As He Spoke, "dat Was By Dad's Old Wand.

The Fridge Had Been Emptied Of All Dudley’s Favorite Things — Fizzy Drinks And Cakes, Chocolate Bars And Burgers — And Filled Instead With Fruit And Vegetables And The Sorts Of Things That Uncle Vernon Called “rabbit Food.

Anything's Possible If You've Got Enough Nerve. I Was Determined To Try. I Was Determined To Try Because, Frankly, My Life Was Such A Mess At This Point, What - What Was The Worst That Could Happen? Everyone Turn Me Down? Big Deal.

There's Always Room For A Story That Can Transport People To Another Place.

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.

Apparently Wizards Poke Their Noses In Everywhere!

You Don't Know What I'm Capable Of, You Don't Know What I've Done!

Cobbled Streets And No Shops Open Past Six O'clock, A Communal Life That Seemed To Revolve Around Church, And Where You Could Often Hear Bird Song And Nothing Else: Gaia Felt As Though She Had Fallen Through A Portal Into A Land Lost In Time.

The Success Of Harry Potter Has Given Me Lots Of Freedom. I Can Pay My Bills, And I Don't Have To Prove Anything To Anyone Anymore.

Do You Remember Me Telling You We Are Practicing Non-verbal Spells, Potter?" "yes," Said Harry Stiffly. "yes, Sir." "there's No Need To Call Me "sir" Professor." The Words Had Escaped Him Before He Knew What He Was Saying.

Harry And Hermione Are Very Platonic Friends. But I Won't Answer For Anyone Else, Nudge-nudge Wink-wink!

The Presence Of Hundreds Of Books Had Finally Convinced Hermione That What They Were Doing Was Right.

Seventeen, Eh!" Said Hagrid As He Accepted A Bucket-sized Glass Of Wine From Fred. "six Years To The Day We Met, Harry, D’yeh Remember It?" "vaguely," Said Harry, Grinning Up At Him. "didn’t You Smash Down The Front Door, Give Dudley A Pig’s Tail, And Tell Me I Was A Wizard?" "i Forge’ The Details," Hagrid Chortled.

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.

Every Time He Tried To Reconstruct The Internal Arguments That Had Led To His Decision, They Sounded Feebler To Him.

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

Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, And Prongs,” Sighed George, Patting The Heading Of The Map. “we Owe Them So Much.” “noble Men, Working Tirelessly To Help A New Generation Of Law-breakers,” Said Fred Solemnly.

He Was Tall, Thin, And Very Old, Judging By The Silver Of His Hair And Beard, Which Were Both Long Enough To Tuck Into His Belt. He Was Wearing Long Robes, A Purple Cloak That Swept The Ground, And High-heeled, Buckled Boots. His Blue Eyes Were Light, Bright, And Sparkling Behind Half-moon Spectacles And His Nose Was Very Long And Crooked, As Though It Had Been Broken At Least Twice. This Man's Name Was Albus Dumbledore.

There Appears To Be Something To Do With Vehicles And Movement That Stimulates My Writing.

Failure, Failure Is So Important, It Doesn’t Get Spoken About Enough, We Speak About Success All The Time.

Jealous?...of What? I Don't Want A Foul Scar Right Across My Head, Thanks. I Don't Think Getting Your Head Cut Open Makes You That Special, Myself.

Ultimately, We All Have To Decide For Ourselves What Constitutes Failure, But The World Is Quite Eager To Give You A Set Of Criteria If You Let It.

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

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

And His Knowledge Remained Woefully Incomplete, Harry! That Which Voldemort Does Not Value, He Takes No Trouble To Comprehend. Of House-elves And Children's Tales, Of Love, Loyalty, And Innocence, Voldemort Knows And Understands Nothing. Nothing. That They All Have A Power Beyond His Own, A Power Beyond The Reach Of Any Magic, Is A Truth He Has Never Grasped.

As The Sun Fell Below The Horizon, Sir Luckless Emerged From The Waters With The Glory Of His Triumph Upon Him, And Flung Himself In His Rusted Armor At The Feet Of Amata, Who Was The Kindest And Most Beautiful Woman He Had Ever Beheld. Flushed With Success, He Begged For Her Hand And Her Heart, And Amata, No Less Delighted, Realized That She Had Found A Man Worthy Of Them.

George,” Said Fred, “i Think We’ve Outgrown Full-time Education.” “yeah, I’ve Been Feeling That Way Myself,” Said George Lightly.

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You Are Determined To Hate Him [snape], Harry,” Said Lupin With A Faint Smile. “and I Understand; With James As Your Father, With Sirius As Your Godfather, You Have Inherited An Old Prejudice. By All Means Tell Dumbledore What You Have Told Arthur And Me, But Do Not Expect Him To Share Your View Of The Matter; Do Not Even Expect Him To Be Surprised By What You Tell Him. It Might Have Been On Dumbledore’s Orders That Severus Questioned Draco.

The Moment You Are Old Enough To Take The Wheel, Responsibility Lies With You.

Now, You Two – This Year, You Behave Yourselves. If I Get One More Owl Telling Me You've – You've Blown Up A Toilet Or –" "blown Up A Toilet? We've Never Blown Up A Toilet." "great Idea Though, Thanks, Mum.

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