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Harry felt a great leap of excitement. He didn’t know what he was going to — but it had to be better than what he was leaving behind.
Harry, who had never had anything to share before or, indeed, anyone to share it with.
Maybe he was imagining it, maybe not, but he thought a faint whispering was coming from the books, as though they knew someone was there who shouldn’t be.
Harry was looking at his family, for the first time in his life.
He had a powerful kind of ache inside him, half joy, half terrible sadness.
“Do you think this mirror shows the future?” “How can it? All my family are dead — let me have another look —”
However, this mirror will give us neither knowledge or truth. Men have wasted away before it, entranced by what they have seen, or been driven mad, not knowing if what it shows is real or even possible.
It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, remember that.
Lord Voldemort showed me how wrong I was. There is no good and evil, there is only power, and those too weak to seek it. . .
Always use the proper name for things. Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself.”
