Muggles Have Garden Gnomes, Too, You Know,"

The Hippogriff Took Off Into The Air. . . . He And His Rider Became Smaller And Smaller As Harry Gazed After Them . . . Then A Cloud Drifted Across The Moon. . . . They Were Gone.

I Had An American Journalist Say To Me, "is It True You Wrote The Whole Of The First Novel On Napkins?" I Was Tempted To Say, "on Teabags, I Used To Save Them.

Yeah, Quirrell Was A Great Teacher. There Was Just That Minor Drawback Of Him Having Lord Voldemort Sticking Out Of The Back Of His Head!

Silence Fell Between The Four Of Them As They Looked Up At The Sky. There Was No Sign Of Movement, The Stars Stared Back, Unblinking, Indifferent, Unobscured By Flying Friends. Where Was Ron? Where Were Fred And Mr Weasley? Where Were Bill, Fleur, Tonks, Mad Eye, Mundungus?

Braggarts And Rogues, Dogs And Scoundrels, Drive Them Out, Harry Potter, See Them Off!