Oh You Is A Bad Elf, Dobby!

I Loved Writing For Kids, I Loved Talking To Children About What I'd Written, I Don't Want To Leave That Behind.

I Gave My Hero A Talent I'd Love To Have. Who Wouldn't Want To Fly?

What Are Fred And I? Next Door Neighbors?

There Was A Horrible Smell In The Kitchen The Next Morning When Harry Went In For Breakfast. It Seemed To Be Coming From A Large Metal Tub In The Sink. He Went To Have A Look. The Tub Was Full Of What Looked Like Dirty Rags Swimming In Gray Water. "what's This?" He Asked Aunt Petunia. "your New School Uniform," She Said. Harry Looked In The Bowl Again. "oh," He Said, "i Didn't Realize It Had To Be So Wet.

The Idea That We Could Have A Child Who Escapes From The Confines Of The Adult World And Goes Somewhere Where He Has Power, Both Literally And Metaphorically, Really Appealed To Me.