I Scared Stephen King.

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

Mr. And Mrs. Dursley, Of Number Four, Privet Drive, Were Proud To Say That They Were Perfectly Normal, Thank You Very Much. They Were The Last People You'd Expect To Be Involved In Anything Strange Or Mysterious, Because They Just Didn't Hold With Such Nonsense.

You Place Too Much Importance... On The So-called Purity Of Blood! You Fail To Recognize That It Matters Not What Someone Is Born, But What They Grow To Be!

Hagrid, Look What I’ve Got For Relatives!” Harry Said Furiously. “look At The Dursleys!” “an Excellent Point,” Said Professor Dumbledore. “my Own Brother, Aberforth, Was Prosecuted For Practicing Inappropriate Charms On A Goat. It Was All Over The Papers, But Did Aberforth Hide? No, He Did Not! He Held His Head High And Went About His Business As Usual! Of Course, I’m Not Entirely Sure He Can Read, So That May Not Have Been Bravery. . . .

I Won't Say 'never,' But I Have No Plans To Write An Eighth Book.