Sometimes, If She Simply Remained Quiet, And

Ministry Of Magic (m.o.m) Classification. Xxxxx Known Wizard Killer / Impossible To Train Or Domesticate / Or Anything Hagrid Likes

Nothing Like A Nighttime Stroll To Give You Ideas.

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 Had A Dream About A Motorcycle," Said Harry, Remembering Suddenly. "it Was Flying." Uncle Vernon Nearly Crashed Into The Car In Front. He Turned Right Around In His Seat And Yelled At Harry, His Face Like A Gigantic Beet With A Mustache: "motorcycles Don't Fly!" Dudley And Piers Sniggered. "i Know They Don't," Said Harry. "it Was Only A Dream.

... There Are Far, Far Worse Things In The Living World Than Dying.