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I'm Very Frustrated By Fear Of Imagination. I Don't Think That's Healthy.

I Was Supposed To Be Waiting Up Here When You Got Back, Only Your Phoenix Lot Got In The Way...” “yes, They Do That,” Said Dumbledore.

No, Nothing,' Said Dumbledore, And A Great Sadness Filled His Face. 'the Time Is Long Gone When I Could Frighten You With A Burning Wardrobe And Force You To Make Repayment For Your Crimes. But I Wish I Could, Tom... I Wish I Could.

I've Decided To Call Him Norbert,' Said Hagrid, Looking At The Dragon With Misty Eyes. 'he Really Knows Me Now, Watch. Norbert! Norbert! Where's Mummy?' 'he's Lost His Marbles,' Ron Muttered In Harry's Ear. 'hagrid,' Said Harry Loudly, 'give It A Fortnight And Norbert's Going To Be As Big As Your House. Malfoy Could Go To Dumbledore At Any Moment. Hagrid Bit His Lip. 'i- I Know I Can't Jus' Dump Him, I Can't.' Harry Suddenly Turned To Ron. 'charlie,' He Said. 'you're Losing It Too,' Said Ron. 'i'm Ron, Remember?

Everybody Finished The Song At Different Times. Dumbledore Conducted Their Last Few Lines With His Wand And When They Had Finished, He Was One Of Those Who Clapped Loudest. 'ah Music,' He Said, Wiping His Eyes. 'a Magic Beyond All We Do Here!