The Ministry Places A Rather Higher Value

How Awful It Was, Thought Tessa, Remembering Fats The Toddler, The Way Tiny Ghosts Of Your Living Children Haunted Your Heart; They Could Never Know, And Would Hate It If They Did, How Their Growing Was A Constant Bereavement.

His Eyes Are As Green As A Fresh Pickled Toad, His Hair Is As Dark As A Blackboard. I Wish He Was Mine, He's Really Divine, The Hero Who Conquered The Dark Lord.

Do You Know What I Think, Potter?' Said Snape, Very Quietly. "i Think That You Are A Liar And A Cheat And That You Deserve Detention With Me Every Saturday Until The End Of Term. What Do You Think, Potter?

She's As Nutty As Squirrel Poo.

Dudley Thought For A Moment. It Looked Like Hard Work.