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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.

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J. K. Rowling

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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.

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Don't Count Your Owls Before They Are Delivered.

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No Story Lives Unless Someone Wants To Listen. So Thank You, All Of You.

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If You’re Not In Gryffindor, We’ll Disinherit You,” Said Ron, “but No Pressure.

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

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We Have To Choose Between What Is Right, And What Is Easy.

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Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts, Teach Us Something Please, Whether We Be Old And Bald, Or Young With Scabby Knees, Our Heads Could Do With Filling With Some Interesting Stuff, For Now They're Bare And Full Of Air, Dead Flies And Bits Of Fluff, So Teach Us Something Worth Knowing, Bring Us Back What We've Forgot, Just Do Your Best, We'll Do The Rest, And Learn Until Our Brains All Rot.

Hermione Drew Herself To Her Full Height; Her Eyes Were Narrowed And Her Hair Seemed To Crackle With Electricity. "no," She Said, Her Voice Quivering With Anger, "but I Will Write To Your Mother.

Harry - You're A Great Wizard, You Know." "i'm Not As Good As You," Said Harry, Very Embarrassed, As She Let Go Of Him. "me!" Said Hermione. "books! And Cleverness! There Are More Important Things - Friendship And Bravery And - Oh Harry - Be Careful!

You Are Protected, In Short, By Your Ability To Love!

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Gryffindor, Where Dwell The Brave At Heart!

He Had No Memory Of Ever Being Hugged Like This, As Though By A Mother. The Full Weight Of Everything He Had Seen That Night Seemed To Fall In Upon Him As Mrs. Weasley Held Him To Her. His Mother's Face, His Father's Voice, The Sight Of Cedric, Dead On The Ground All Started Spinning In His Head Until He Could Hardly Bear It, Until He Was Screwing Up His Face Against The Howl Of Misery Fighting To Get Out Of Him.

He Put His Foot On One Pedal, Scooted A Few Yards And Swung His Other Leg Over The Saddle. He Soared Left Into The Vertiginously Sloping Hillside Road And Sped, Without Touching His Brakes ... The Hedgerows And Sky Blurred; He Imagined Himself In A Velodrome As The Wind Whipped His Hair Clean...

Ron: Why Spiders? Why Couldn't It Be "follow The Butterflies?

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The Scar Had Not Pained Harry For Nineteen Years. All Was Well.

He Never Seemed To Grasp The Immense Mutability Of Human Nature, Nor To Appreciate That Behind Every Nondescript Face Lay A Wild And Unique Hinterland Like His Own.

Well, Hello, Peter,” Said Lupin Pleasantly, As Though Rats Frequently Erupted Into Old School Friends Around Him. “long Time, No See.

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?

They Were Bullyin' Him, Hermione, 'cause He's So Small!" Said Hagrid. "small?" Said Hermione. "small?" "hermione, I Couldn't Leave Him," Said Hagrid, Tears Now Trickling Down His Bruised Face Into His Beard. "see -- He's My Brother!

Sometimes, If She Simply Remained Quiet, And Let The Inadequacy Of His Excuses Reverberate On The Air, He Became Ashamed And Backtracked.

The Idea Of A Teenage Dumbledore Was Simply Odd, Like Trying To Imagine A Stupid Hermione Or A Friendly Blast-ended Skrewt.

Running At Ron, She Flung Them Around His Neck And Kissed Him Full On The Mouth. Ron Threw Away The Fangs And Broomstick He Was Holding And Responded With Such Enthusiasm That He Lifted Hermione Off Her Feet.

I Hope There's Pudding!

And The Idea Of Just Wandering Off To A Cafe With A Notebook And Writing And Seeing Where That Takes Me For Awhile Is Just Bliss.

Of All The Trees We Could've Hit, We Had To Get One That Hits Back.

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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.

The Realization Of What Would Happen Next Settled Gradually Over Harry In The Long Minutes, Like Softly Falling Snow. "i've Got To Go Back, Haven't I?" "that Is Up To You." "i've Got A Choice?" "oh Yes." Dumbledore Smiled At Him. "we Are In King's Cross, You Say? I Think That If You Decided Not To Go Back, You Would Be Able To…let's Say…board A Train." "and Where Would It Take Me?" "on," Said Dumbledore Simply.

I Took A Wrong Turn On The Way To The Bathroom And Found Myself In A Beautifully Proportioned Room I Had Never Seen Before, Containing A Really Rather Magnificent Collection Of Chamberpots. When I Went Back To Investigate More Closely, I Discovered That The Room Had Vanished. But I Must Keep An Eye Out For It. Possibly It Is Only Accessible At Five Thirty In The Morning. Or It May Only Appear At The Quarter Moon - Or When The Seeker Has An Exceptionally Full Bladder.

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

I Don't Go Looking For Trouble. Trouble Usually Finds Me.

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Harry Looked Around; There Was Ginny Running Toward Him; She Had A Hard Blazing Look In Her Face As She Threw Her Arms Around Him. And Without Thinking, Without Planning It, Without Worrying About The Fact That Fifty People Were Watching, Harry Kissed Her. After Several Long Moments, Or It Might Have Been Half An Hour-or Possibly Several Sunlit Days- They Broke Apart.

Whoops - My Wand Is A Little Over Excited!

I've Often Met People Who Are Terrified, You Know, In A Straight Jacket Of Their Own Making Because They'd Rather Do Anything That Fail. They Don't Want To Try For Fear Of Failing.

Harry's Status As Orphan Gives Him A Freedom Other Children Can Only Dream About (guiltily, Of Course). No Child Wants To Lose Their Parents, Yet The Idea Of Being Removed From The Expectations Of Parents Is Alluring. The Orphan In Literature Is Freed From The Obligation To Satisfy His/her Parents, And From The Inevitable Realization That His/her Parents Are Flawed Human Beings. There Is Something Liberating, Too, About Being Transported Into The Kind Of Surrogate Family Which Boarding School Represents, Where The Relationships Are Less Intense And The Boundaries Perhaps More Clearly Defined.

The World Had Ended, So Why Had The Battle Not Ceased, The Castle Fallen Silent In Horror, And Every Combatant Laid Down Their Arms? Harry's Mind Was In Freefall, Spinning Out Of Control, Unable To Grasp The Impossiblity, Because Fred Weasley Could Not Be Dead, The Evidence Of All His Senses Must Be Lying -

Professor, Why Couldn't We Just Apparate Directly Into Your Old Colleague's House?' 'because It Would Be Quite As Rude As Kicking Down The Front Door,' Said Dumbledore. 'courtesy Dictates That We Offer Fellow Wizards The Opportunity Of Denying Us Entry.

For Instance, This New Idea That You-know-who Can Kill With A Single Glance From His Eyes. That’s A Basilisk, Listeners. One Simple Test: Check Whether The Thing That’s Glaring At You Has Got Legs. If It Has, It’s Safe To Look Into Its Eyes, Although If It Really Is You-know-who, That’s Still Likely To Be The Last Thing You Ever Do.

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.

Personally, I'd Have Welcomed A Dementor Attack. A Deadly Struggle For My Soul Would Have Broken The Monotony Nicely.

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.

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

A Bag Of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. "you Want To Be Careful With Those," Ron Warned Harry. "when They Say Every Flavor, They Mean Every Flavor - You Know, You Get All The Ordinary Ones Like Chocolate And Peppermint And Marmalade, But Then You Can Get Spinach And Liver And Tripe. George Reckons He Had A Booger-flavored One Once." Ron Picked Up A Green Bean, Looked At It Carefully, And Bit Into A Corner. "bleaaargh - See? Sprouts.

I Look At The Effect That An Individual's Fame Has On Their Family, For Example, And The Limitations That Places Upon Your Life To An Extent - Of Course, It Brings Marvelous Things Too, But It Brings Them Mainly To The Individual. The People Around The Famous Person Often Pay A Price Without Reaping Many Of The Rewards.

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.

The Inner Eye Does Not See Upon Command.

Ron And Hermione Were Still Smirking And Harry Felt His Temper Rise; He Wasn’t Even Sure Why He Was Feeling So Angry. “don’t Sit There Grinning Like You Know Better Than I Do, I Was There, Wasn’t I?” He Said Heatedly. “i Know What Went On, All Right? And I Didn’t Get Through Any Of That Because I Was Brilliant At Defense Against The Dark Arts, I Got Through It All Because — Because Help Came At The Right Time, Or Because I Guessed Right — But I Just Blundered Through It All, I Didn’t Have A Clue What I Was Doing — Stop Laughing!

I Tell You, That Dragon's The Most Horrible Animal I've Ever Met, But The Way Hagrid Goes On About It, You'd Think It Was A Fluffy Little Bunny Rabbit.

Dumbledore Watched Her Fly Away, And As Her Silvery Glow Faded He Turned Back To Snape, And His Eyes Were Full Of Tears. "after All This Time?" "always," Said Snape.

I Knew No One Who'd Ever Been In The Public Eye.

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

The Opportunity Was Too Perfect To Miss. Harry Crept Silently Around Behind Malfoy, Crabbe, And Goyle, Bent Down, And Scooped A Large Handful Of Mud Out Of The Path. 'we Were Just Talking About Your Friend Hagrid,' Malfoy Said To Ron. 'just Trying To Imagine What He's Saying To The Committee For The Disposal Of Dangerous Creatures. D'you Think He'll Cry When They Cut Off His Hippogriff's—' Splat. Malfoy's Head Jerked Back As The Mud Hit Him; His Silverblond Hair Was Suddenly Dripping In Muck.

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.

I Would Be A Liar If I Said I Don't Care [about My Appearance]; Yes, I Care. I Found It Very Difficult, When I First Became Well Known, To Read Criticism About How I Look, How Messy My Hair Was, And How Generally Unkempt I Look. The Nastiest Thing Ever Written Was Written By A Man, And I Do Remember That. I Wasn't Looking For It Either, It Was Just Simply In The Newspaper I Was Reading.

Well, That Was A Bit Stupid Of You,” Said Ginny Angrily, “seeing As You Don’t Know Anyone But Me Who’s Been Possessed By You-know-who, And I Can Tell You How It Feels.” Harry Remained Quite Still As The Impact Of These Words Hit Him. Then He Turned On The Spot To Face Her. “i Forgot,” He Said. “lucky You,” Said Ginny Coolly. “i’m Sorry,” Harry Said, And He Meant It.

Decent People Are So Easy To Manipulate, Potter.

I Am A Wizard, Not A Baboon Brandishing A Stick.

But This Is Touching, Severus,” Said Dumbledore Seriously. “have You Grown To Care For The Boy, After All?” “for Him?” Shouted Snape. “expecto Patronum!” From The Tip Of His Wand Burst The Silver Doe. She Landed On The Office Floor, Bounded Once Across The Office, And Soared Out Of The Window. Dumbledore Watched Her Fly Away, And As Her Silvery Glow Faded He Turned Back To Snape, And His Eyes Were Full Of Tears. “after All This Time?” “always,” Said Snape.

I Speak Now, Harry Potter, Directly To You. You Have Permitted Your Friends To Die For You Rather Than Face Me Yourself. I Shall Wait For One Hour In The Forbidden Forest. If, At The End Of That Hour, You Have Not Come To Me, Have Not Given Yourself Up, Then Battle Recommences. This Time, I Shall Enter The Fray Myself, Harry Potter, And I Shall Find You, And I Shall Punish Every Last Man, Woman, And Child Who Has Tried To Conceal You From Me. One Hour.

Aunt Petunia Often Said That Dudley Looked Like A Baby Angel — Harry Often Said That Dudley Looked Like A Pig In A Wig.

He Must Have Known I'd Want To Leave You." "no, He Must Have Known You Would Always Want To Come Back.

She Had A Way Of Seeing The Beauty In Others, Even, And Perhaps Most Especially, When That Person Couldn't See It In Themselves.

Dumbledore Lowered His Hands And Surveyed Harry Through His Half-moon Glasses. 'it Is Time,’ He Said, ‘for Me To Tell You What I Should Have Told You Five Years Ago, Harry. Please Sit Down. I Am Going To Tell You Everything.

Get Up, You Useless Lump, Get Up!

Ron, We're Supposed To Show The First Years Where To Go!" "oh Yeah," Said Ron, Who Had Obviously Forgotten. "hey -- Hey You Lot! Midgets!

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

Imagine Losing Fingernails, Harry! That Really Puts Our Sufferings Into Perspective, Doesn't It?

The Dedication Of This Book Is Split Seven Ways: To Neil, To Jessica, To David, To Kenzie, To Di, To Anne, And To You, If You Have Stuck With Harry Until The Very End.

I've Never Managed To Keep A Journal Longer Than Two Weeks.

Just Think How Many Books I Could've Sold If Harry Had Been A Bit More Creative With His Wand." -[on The Success Of 50 Shades Of Grey]

It Is A Curious Thing, Harry, But Perhaps Those Who Are Best Suited To Power Are Those Who Have Never Sought It. Those Who, Like You, Have Leadership Thrust Upon Them, And Take Up The Mantle Because They Must, And Find To Their Own Surprise That They Wear It Well.

Severus, Please Fetch Me The Strongest Truth Potion You Posess, Then Go Down To The Kitchen And Bring Up The House Elf Called Winky. Minerva, Kindly Go Down To Hagrids House Where You Will Find A Large Black Dog Sitting In The Pumpkin Patch. Take The Dog Up To My Office, Tell Him I Will Be With Him Shortly, Then Come Back Here.

Now, I Don’t Want Any Of You Youngsters To Worry — You’ll Still Have Your Potions Master When I’m Through With Him, Never Fear!” “wouldn’t It Be Good If They Finished Each Other Off?” Ron Muttered In Harry’s Ear.

I Had The Idea Of A Boy Who Was A Wizard And Didn't Yet Know What He Was. I Never Sat Down And Wondered, "what Shall I Write About Next?". It Just Came, Fully Formed.

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