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Everybody Finished The Song At Different Times. At Last, Only The Weasley Twins Were Left Singing Along To A Very Slow Funeral March.

Would You Like Me To [kill You] Now?" Asked Snape, His Voice Heavy With Irony. "or Would You Like A Few Moments To Compose An Epitaph?

You Foul, Lying, Evil Little Cockroach!

Merlin’s Beard, What Is Xenophilius Lovegood Wearing? He Looks Like An Omelet.

Imagination Is Not Only The Uniquely Human Capacity To Envision That Which Is Not, And Therefore The Fount Of All Invention And Innovation. In Its Arguably Most Transformative And Revelatory Capacity, It Is The Power To That Enables Us To Empathize With Humans Whose Experiences We Have Never Shared.