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J.K. Rowling
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June 16 - June 21, 2020
Marge loved criticizing him, so the untidier he looked, the happier she would be.
“I don’t go looking for trouble,” said Harry, nettled. “Trouble usually finds me.”
“Broaden your minds, my dears, and allow your eyes to see past the mundane!”
“That suggests that what you fear most of all is — fear.
“The dementors affect you worse than the others because there are horrors in your past that the others don’t have.”
I have a lot to do before the holidays. I chose a very inconvenient time to fall ill.”
Never trust anything that can think for itself, if you can’t see where it keeps its brain.
couldn’t help feeling that unless Scabbers had powers he had never revealed, he was reaching the end of his life.
“The Patronus is a kind of positive force, a projection of the very things that the dementor feeds upon — hope, happiness, the desire to survive
“They’re dead and listening to echoes of them won’t bring them back.
You can exist without your soul, you know, as long as your brain and heart are still working. But you’ll have no sense of self anymore, no memory, no . . . anything.
For the first time in his life, people were paying more attention to him than to Harry,
but I gotta tell yeh, I thought you two’d value yer friend more’n broomsticks or rats. Tha’s all.”
“Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people’s business.”
“Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git.”
“Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor.”
“Mr. Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slimeball.”
Fred and George Weasley were dealing with the pressure by being louder and more exuberant than ever.
“THE DARK LORD LIES ALONE AND FRIENDLESS, ABANDONED BY HIS FOLLOWERS. HIS SERVANT HAS BEEN CHAINED THESE TWELVE YEARS. TONIGHT, BEFORE MIDNIGHT . . . THE SERVANT WILL BREAK FREE AND SET OUT TO REJOIN HIS MASTER. THE DARK LORD WILL RISE AGAIN WITH HIS SERVANT’S AID, GREATER AND MORE TERRIBLE THAN EVER BEFORE. TONIGHT . . . BEFORE MIDNIGHT . . . THE SERVANT . . . WILL SET OUT . . . TO REJOIN . . . HIS MASTER.
He looked like a man who did not know where he was or what to do. This helplessness was worse to watch than tears.
He seemed beyond reason.
“I think the only reason I never lost my mind is that I knew I was innocent. That wasn’t a happy thought, so the dementors couldn’t suck it out of me . . . but it kept me sane and knowing who I am . . . helped me
“But I have no power to make other men see the truth,
“It was tied here!” said the executioner furiously. “I saw it! Just here!” “How extraordinary,” said Dumbledore. There was a note of amusement in his voice.
“Oh, he’s not unbalanced,” said Dumbledore quietly. “He’s just suffered a severe disappointment.”
The consequences of our actions are always so complicated, so diverse, that predicting the future is a very difficult business indeed.
“You think the dead we have loved ever truly leave us? You think that we don’t recall them more clearly than ever in times of great trouble?
Prongs rode again last night.”
So you did see your father last night, Harry. . . . You found him inside yourself.”

