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With All Of Their Benefits, And There Are Many, One Of The Things I Regret About E-books Is That They Have Taken Away The Necessity Of Trawling Foreign Bookshops Or The Shelves Of Holiday Houses To Find Something To Read. I've Come Across Gems And Stinkers That Way, And Both Can Be Fun.

-J. K. Rowling

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With All Of Their Benefits, And There Are Many, One Of The Things I Regret About E-books Is That They Have Taken Away The Necessity Of Trawling Foreign Bookshops Or The Shelves Of Holiday Houses To Find Something To Read. I've Come Across Gems And Stinkers That Way, And Both Can Be Fun.

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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?

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I Haven’t Got The Heart To Take The Mickey Out Of Him, Even,” Said Fred, Looking Over At Ron’s Crumpled Figure. “mind You . . . When He Missed The Fourteenth . . .” He Made Wild Motions With His Arms As Though Doing An Upright Doggy-paddle. “well, I’ll Save It For Parties, Eh?

So Light A Fire!" Harry Choked. "yes...of Course...but There's No Wood!" ... "have You Gone Mad!" Ron Bellowed. "are You A Witch Or Not!

I Never Know," Harry Called To Hagrid Over The Noise Of The Cart, "what's The Difference Between A Stalagmite And A Stalactite?" "stalagmite's Got An 'm' In It," Said Hagrid.

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

Look, Why Don't You Go Talk To Ron About All This?" Harry Asked. "well, I Would, But He's Always Asleep When I Go And See Him!" Said Lavender Fretfully. "is He?" Said Harry, Surprised, For He Had Found Ron Perfectly Alert Every Time He Had Been Up To The Hospital Wing.

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.

Whether You Come Back By Page Or By The Big Screen, Hogwarts Will Always Be There To Welcome You Home.

The Fame Thing Is Interesting Because I Never Wanted To Be Famous, And I Never Dreamt I Would Be Famous. You Know, My Fantasy Of Being A Famous Writer, And Again There's A Slight Disconnect With Reality Which Happens A Lot With Me. I Imagined Being A Famous Writer Would Be Like Being Like Jane Austen.

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.

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

I Loved Writing Dumbledore And He Is The Epitome Of Goodness.

Devil’s Snare, Devil’s Snare . . . What Did Professor Sprout Say? — It Likes The Dark And The Damp —” “so Light A Fire!” Harry Choked. “yes — Of Course — But There’s No Wood!” Hermoine Cried, Wringing Her Hands. “have You Gone Mad?” Ron Bellowed. “are You A Witch Or Not?

Where Is Wood?" Said Harry, Suddenly Realizing He Wasn't There. "still In The Showers," Said Fred. "we Think He's Trying To Drown Himself.

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Did You Like Question Ten, Moony?" Asked Sirius As They Emerged Into The Entrance Hall. "loved It," Said Lupin Briskly. "give Five Signs That Identify The Werewolf. Excellent Question." "d'you Think You Managed To Get All The Signs?" Said James In Tones Of Mock Concern. "think I Did," Said Lupin Seriously, As They Joined The Crowd Thronging Around The Front Doors Eager To Get Out Into The Sunlit Grounds. "one: He's Sitting On My Chair. Two: He's Wearing My Clothes. Three: His Name's Remus Lupin.

Friday Was An Important Day For Harry And Ron. They Finally Managed To Find Their Way Down To The Great Hall Without Getting Lost Once.

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Failure Is So Important. We Speak About Success All The Time. It Is The Ability To Resist Failure Or Use Failure That Often Leads To Greater Success. I've Met People Who Don't Want To Try For Fear Of Failing.

Even The Weather Seemed To Be Celebrating; As June Approached, The Days Became Cloudless And Sultry, And All Anybody Felt Like Doing Was Strolling Onto The Grounds And Flopping Down On The Grass With Several Pints Of Iced Pumpkin Juice, Perhaps Playing A Casual Game Of Gobstones Or Watching The Giant Squid Propel Itself Dreamily Across The Surface Of The Lake.

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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.

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...

Madam Pince, Our Librarian, Tells Me That It Is 'pawed About, Dribbled On, And Generally Maltreated' Nearly Everyday - A High Compliment For Any Book.

In Opening Them, He Discovered That He Had Eyes.

There's Nothing Better When Something Comes And Hits You And You Think 'yes'!

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.

Hello, Harry!” She Said. “er — My Name’s Barny,” Said Harry, Flummoxed. “oh, Have You Changed That Too?” She Asked Brightly. “how Did You Know — ?” “oh, Just Your Expression,” She Said. Like Her Father, Luna Was Wearing Bright Yellow Robes, Which She Had Accessorized With A Large Sunflower In Her Hair. Once You Got Over The Brightness Of It All, The General Effect Was Quite Pleasant. At Least There Were No Radishes Dangling From Her Ears.

People Ask Me If There Are Going To Be Stories Of Harry Potter As An Adult. Frankly, If I Wanted To, I Could Keep Writing Stories Until Harry Is A Senior Citizen, But I Don't Know How Many People Would Actually Want To Read About A 65 Year Old Harry Still At Hogwarts Playing Bingo With Ron And Hermione.

Harry, We Saw Uranus Up Close!” Said Ron, Still Giggling Feebly. “get It, Harry? We Saw Uranus — Ha Ha Ha —

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 Was A Horrible Smell In The Kitchen The Next Morning When Harry Went In For Breakfast. It Seemed To Be Coming From A Large Metal Tub In The Sink. He Went To Have A Look. The Tub Was Full Of What Looked Like Dirty Rags Swimming In Gray Water. "what's This?" He Asked Aunt Petunia. "your New School Uniform," She Said. Harry Looked In The Bowl Again. "oh," He Said, "i Didn't Realize It Had To Be So Wet.

Extraordinary Imagination, Especially In A Witch World. Also Friendship.

Well, Better Expelled And Able To Defend Yourselves Than Sitting Safely In School Without A Clue," Said Sirius.

Thing Was' He Faced Them, And Harry Was Astonished To See That He Was Grinning, 'they Bit Of A Bit More Than They Could Chew With Gran. Little Old Witch Living Alone, They Probably Think They Didn't Need To Send Anyone Particularly Powerful. Anyway' Neville Laughed, 'dawlish Is Still In St Mungo's And Gran Is On The Run. She Sent Me A Letter,' He Clapped A Hand To The Breast Pocket Of His Robes, 'telling Me She Was Proud Of Me, That I'm My Parents' Son, And To Keep It Up

I'm A What?" Gasped Harry. "a Wizard, O' Course," Said Hagrid, Sitting Back Down On The Sofa, Which Groaned And Sank Even Lower, "an' A Thumpin' Good'un I'd Say, Once Yeh've Been Trained Up A Bit. With A Mum An' Dad Like Yours, What Else Would Yeh Be?

Love Is The Most Powerful Thing Of All And I Remember Thinking That - God, I'm About To Make Myself Cry But, I Remember Thinking That When 9/11 Happened Because Those Last Phone Calls Were About - The Last Thing Knowingly, That I'm Going To Say On This Earth Is "i Love You". What's More Powerful Than That? What's More Proof Than That? Beyond Fear, Beyond Death.

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

There's A Time And A Place For Getting A Smart Mouth.

Freedom Of Speech

Listeners, That Brings Us To The End Of Another Potterwatch. We Don’t Know When It Will Be Possible To Broadcast Again, But You Can Be Sure We Shall Be Back. Keep Twiddling Those Dials: The Next Password Will Be ‘mad-eye.’ Keep Each Other Safe. Keep Faith. Good Night.

When You Have That Last Piece Of The Jigsaw, Everything Will, I Hope, Be Clear..." -albus Dumbledore

As Far As Informing The Headmaster, Harry Had No Idea Where Dumbledore Went During The Summer Holidays. He Amused Himself For A Moment, Picturing Dumbledore, With His Long Silver Beard, Full-length Wizard's Robes, And Pointed Hat, Stretched Out On A Beach Somewhere, Rubbing Suntan Lotion Onto His Long Crooked Nose.

Twilight Fell: The Sky Turned To A Light, Dusky Purple Littered With Tiny Silver Stars.

Probably That You're Going To Be Eaten By A Giant Marshmallow Or Something.

Just Then Neville Caused A Slight Diversion By Turning Into A Large Canary.

These Girls... They're Going To Kill Me, Harry.

Yes, There Are Parallels. The Difference Is That I Just Look At [my Son] David And Think That He's Absolutely Perfect, Whereas You Look At The Finished Book And You Think, 'oh, Damn It, I Should Have Changed That.' You're Never Happy. Whereas With A Baby, You're Happy. If You've Got A Perfect Baby, You're Just Grateful.

Training For The Ballet, Potter?" Yelled Malfoy.

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

He Lay Face Down, Listening To The Silence. He Was Perfectly Alone. Nobody Was Watching. Nobody Else Was There. He Was Not Perfectly Sure That He Was There Himself.

Voldemort’s Fury At The Fall Of His Last, Best Lieutenant Exploded With The Force Of A Bomb.

He Didn’t Know What He Was Going To — But It Had To Be Better Than What He Was Leaving Behind.

I've Got Two Daughters Who Will Have To Make Their Way In This Skinny-obsessed World, And It Worries Me, Because I Don't Want Them To Be Empty-headed, Self-obsessed, Emaciated Clones; I'd Rather They Were Independent, Interesting, Idealistic, Kind, Opinionated, Original, Funny – A Thousand Things, Before 'thin'. And Frankly, I'd Rather They Didn't Give A Gust Of Stinking Chihuahua Flatulence Whether The Woman Standing Next To Them Has Fleshier Knees Than They Do. Let My Girls Be Hermiones, Rather Than Pansy Parkinsons. Let Them Never Be Stupid Girls.

But In Some Ways I Think It's Braver To Do It Like This. And, To An Extent, You Know What? The Worst That Can Happen Is That Everyone Says, 'well, That Was Dreadful, She Should Have Stuck To Writing For Kids' And I Can Take That. So, Yeah, I'll Put It Out There, And If Everyone Says, 'well, That's Shockingly Bad – Back To Wizards With You', Then Obviously I Won't Be Throwing A Party. But I Will Live. I Will Live.

There You Go, Harry!” Ron Shouted Over The Noise. “you Weren’t Being Thick After All — You Were Showing Moral Fiber!

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

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.

In Dreams, We Enter A World That’s Entirely Our Own.

Inspirational Harry Potter

If She Could Have Done One Thing To Make Absolutely Sure That Every Single Person In This School Will Read Your Interview, It Was Banning It!

Well — I Was Lucky Once, Wasn't I?” Said Harry, Pointing At His Scar. “i Might Get Lucky Again.

Dumbledore Raised His Finger For Silence, A Silence Which Fell As Though He Had Struck Uncle Vernon Dumb.

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

My Daughter Jessica Said To Me Recently, Who Wasn't Sorted Into Hufflepuff, 'i Think We Should All Want To Be Hufflepuffs.' I Can Only Say To You, I Would Not Be Disappointed At All To Be In Hufflepuff. I'm A Little Upset Anyone Does Feel That Way.

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