It Unscrews The Other Way.

It Is A Curious Thing, Harry, But Perhaps Those Who Are Best Suited To Power Are Those Who Have Never Sought It. Those Who, Like You, Have Leadership Thrust Upon Them, And Take Up The Mantle Because They Must, And Find To Their Own Surprise That They Wear It Well.

I Love You, Hermione,” Said Ron, Sinking Back, Rubbing His Eyes Wearily. Hermione Turned Faintly Pink, But Merely Said, “don’t Let Lavender Hear You Saying That.” “i Won’t,” Said Ron Into His Hands. “or Maybe I Will . . . Then She’ll Ditch Me . . .

You Are Omniscient As Ever, Dumbledore." "oh, No, Merely Friendly With The Local Barmen.

Part Of What Makes A Language 'alive' Is Its Constant Evolution. I Would Hate To Think Britain Would Ever Emulate France, Where They Actually Have A Learned Faculty Whose Job It Is To Attempt To Prevent The Incursion Of Foreign Words Into The Language. I Love Editing Harry With Arthur Levine, My American Editor-the Differences Between 'british English' (of Which There Must Be At Least 200 Versions) And 'american English' (ditto!) Are A Source Of Constant Interest And Amusement To Me.

For Instance, This New Idea That You-know-who Can Kill With A Single Glance From His Eyes. That’s A Basilisk, Listeners. One Simple Test: Check Whether The Thing That’s Glaring At You Has Got Legs. If It Has, It’s Safe To Look Into Its Eyes, Although If It Really Is You-know-who, That’s Still Likely To Be The Last Thing You Ever Do.