You Know, I Sometimes Think We Sort

They May Not Look Dangerous, But If Angered [bowtruckles] Will Gouge Out Human Eyes With Their Fingers, Which, As You Can See, Are Very Sharp And Not At All Desirable Near The Eyeballs.

I Think That Perhaps If I Had Had To Slow Down The Ideas So That I Could Capture Them On Paper I Might Have Stifled Some Of Them.

But Dumbledore Says He Doesn't Care What They Do As Long As They Don't Take Him Off The Chocolate Frog Cards.

She Picked Up The Book And Then Walked Back Past Him Into The Tent, But As She Did So, She Brushed The Top Of His Head Lightly With Her Hand. He Closed His Eyes At Her Touch, And Hated Himself For Wishing That What She Said Was True: That Dumbledore Had Really Cared.

She Was Actively Frightened Of Imparting Confidences, Because She Feared That They Might Betray The World Of Oddness That Lived Inside Her