Knocking The Shrieking Goblins Aside

I Am Not Paying For Some Crackpot Old Fool To Teach Him Magic Tricks!" Yelled Uncle Vernon. Hagrid Seized His Pink Umbrella And Whirled It Over His Head "never -" He Thundered "- Insult -albus -dumbledore - In - Front - Of - Me!

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.

Why Do They Have To Move In Packs?" Harry Asked Ron As A Dozen Or So Girls Walked Past Them, Sniggering And Staring At Harry. "how're You Supposed To Get One On Their Own To Ask Them?" "lasso One?" Ron Suggested.

Don't Be Stupid, It's A Flying House!

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