I Am Proud Of Having Done What

Directly Above Them, Framed In The Doorway From The Brain Room, Stood Albus Dumbledore, His Wand Aloft, His Face White And Furious. Harry Felt A Kind Of Electric Charge Surge Through Every Particle Of His Body - They Were Saved.

No, There's No University For Wizards. At The Moment I'm Only Planning To Write Seven Harry Potter Books. I Won't Say "never," But I Have No Plans To Write An Eighth Book.

Hermione Turned And Beamed At Harry; Her Eyes, Too, Were Full Of Tears. ‘…then I Declare You Bonded For Life.

Why Had He Never Appreciated The Miracle That He Was, Brain And Nerve And Bounding Heart?

One More Lesson Like That And I Might Just Do A Weasley.