Harry Was Left To Ponder

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

He Had Been So Busy Getting Away From The Library, He Hadn't Paid Attention To Where He Was Going.

You Know, Minister, I Disagree With Dumbledore On Many Counts...but You Cannot Deny He's Got Style.

I Don't Drive. No. Cars Terrify Me. I Am Really Frightened Of Cars.

Be Ruthless About Protecting Writing Days.