Professor,” Harry Gasped. “your Bird — I

Krystal Flung Herself Violently Off The Chair, Away From Her Mother. She Was Surprised To Feel Warm Liquid Flowing Down Her Cheeks, And Thought Confusedly Of Blood, But It Was Tears, Only Tears, Clear And Shining On Her Fingertips When She Wiped Them Away.

Why, Dear Boy, We Don't Send Wizards To Azkaban Just For Blowing Up Their Aunts.

Was It - Was She Making A Real Prediction?' Dumbledore Looked Mildly Impressed. 'do You Know, Harry, I Think She Might Have Been,' He Said Thoughtfully. 'who'd Have Thought It? That Brings Her Total Of Real Predictions Up To Two. I Should Offer Her A Pay Raise.

Apparently Wizards Poke Their Noses In Everywhere!

I Have Never Been Remotely Ashamed Of Having Been Depressed. Never. What's To Be Ashamed Of? I Went Through A Really Rough Time And I Am Quite Proud That I Got Out Of That.