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I Never Thought I'd Hear Myself Say It, But Safety First!

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.

Finding Out What You’re Good At, And Doing It To The Best Of Your Ability, Is The Route To Self-respect.

Ron's Eyebrows Rose So High That They Were In Danger Of Disappearing Into His Hair.

But Snape Always Seemed To Hate Me So Much.