And what in the name of Merlin’s most baggy Y Fronts was that about?
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.
Of course not,” said Hermione. “Everything we need is here on this paper.
I will be sharing additional information I’ve been hoarding for years about the world of Harry Potter.
Wotcher, Harry!
I had an American journalist say to me, “Is it true you wrote the whole of the first novel on napkins?” I was tempted to say, “On teabags, I used to save them.
A week after Fred and George’s departure, Harry witnessed Professor McGonagall walking right past Peeves, who was determinedly loosening a crystal chandelier, and could have sworn he heard her tell the poltergeist out of the corner of her mouth, “It unscrews the other way.
There’s the silver lining I’m looking for.
Minerva, kindly go to Hagrid’s house, where you will find a large black dog sitting in the pumpkin patch. Take the dog to my office, tell him I will be with him shortly, then come back here.
He dreamed of London and of a life that mattered.
The only reason to delay at this point was because the immediate prospect was so deeply uninviting.
Vot is the point of being an international Quidditch player if all the good-looking girls are taken?
Madam Pince, our librarian, tells me that it is ‘pawed about, dribbled on, and generally maltreated’ nearly everyday – a high compliment for any book.
Dumbledore raised his finger for silence, a silence which fell as though he had struck Uncle Vernon dumb.
My parents, both of whom came from impoverished backgrounds and neither of whom had been to college, took the view that my overactive imagination was an amusing personal quirk that would never pay a mortgage, or secure a pension.
Every time he tried to reconstruct the internal arguments that had led to his decision, they sounded feebler to him.
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.
Rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.
Yeah, but coming from Dudley that’s like “I love you.
And now a chill settled over them where they stood, and Harry heard the rasping breath of the dementors that patrolled the outer trees. They would not affect him now. The fact of his own survival burned inside him, a talisman against them, as though his father’s stag kept guardian in his heart.