Be Good Now, Potty...weasel King.

Ginny Came In To Visit While You Were Unconscious", He Said, After A Long Pause, And Harry's Imagination Zoomed Into Overdrive, Rapidly Constructing A Scene In Which Ginny, Weeking Over His Lifeless Form, Confessed Her Feelings Of Deep Attraction To Him While Ron Gave Them His Blessing.

Longbottom, If Brains Were Gold, You'd Be Poorer Than Weasley, And That's Saying Something.

I'm Very Frustrated By Fear Of Imagination. I Don't Think That's Healthy.

Christmas Was Coming. One Morning In Mid-december, Hogwarts Woke To Find Itself Covered In Several Feet Of Snow. The Lake Froze Solid And The Weasley Twins Were Punished For Bewitching Several Snowballs So That They Followed Quirrell Around, Bouncing Off The Back Of His Turban.

Utiliza El Nombre Correcto Para Las Cosas. El Miedo A Un Nombre Aumenta El Miedo A La Cosa Que Se Nombra.