I Knew Ginny Was Lying About That

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

It Was As Though They Had Been Plunged Into A Fabulous Dream. This, Thought Harry, Was Surely The Only Way To Travel - Past Swirls And Turrets Of Snowy Cloud, In A Car Full Of Hot, Bright Sunlight, With A Fat Pack Of Toffees In The Glove Compartment.

Young People Are So Infernally Convinced That They Are Absolutely Right About Everything.

Wands Are Only As Powerful As The Wizards Who Use Them. Some Wizards Just Like To Boast That Theirs Are Bigger And Better Than Other People's.

Devil’s Snare, Devil’s Snare . . . What Did Professor Sprout Say? — It Likes The Dark And The Damp —” “so Light A Fire!” Harry Choked. “yes — Of Course — But There’s No Wood!” Hermoine Cried, Wringing Her Hands. “have You Gone Mad?” Ron Bellowed. “are You A Witch Or Not?