Dobby Has No Master. Dobby Is A

Stop, Stop, Stop, You're Going To Poke Someone's Eye Out!

They Heard The Click Of The Mail Slot And Flop Of Letters On The Doormat. "get The Mail, Dudley," Said Uncle Vernon From Behind His Paper. "make Harry Get It." "get The Mail, Harry." "make Dudley Get It." "poke Him With Your Smelting Stick, Dudley.

Well, You're Expelling Us Aren't You?" Said Ron. "not Today, Mr. Weasley." Snape Looked As Though Christmas Had Been Canceled.

How D’you Spell ‘belligerent’?” Said Ron, Shaking His Quill Very Hard While Staring At His Parchment. “it Can’t Be B — U — M —” “no, It Isn’t,” Said Hermione. “and ‘augury’ Doesn’t Begin O — R — G Either.

There Is No Shame In What You Are Feeling, Harry,' Said Dumbledore's Voice. 'on The Contrary... The Fact That You Can Feel Pain Like This Is Your Greatest Strength.