In March Several Of The Mandrakes Threw

It Is The Unknown We Fear When We Look Upon Death And Darkness, Nothing More.

When The Dark Lord Takes Over, Is He Going To Care How Many O.w.l.s Or N.e.w.t.s Anyone’s Got? Of Course He Isn’t. . . . It’ll Be All About The Kind Of Service He Received, The Level Of Devotion He Was Shown.

Or Yet In Wise Old Ravenclaw, If You've A Ready Mind, Where Those Of Wit And Learning, Will Always Find Their Kind.

Yeah,' Said Ron. 'could've Been Worse. Remember Those Birds She Set On Me?' 'i Still Haven't Ruled It Out,' Came Hermione's Muffled Voice From Beneath Her Blankets, But Harry Saw Ron Smiling Slightly As He Pulled His Maroon Pajamas Out Of His Rucksack.

I Have To Write The Story I Want To Write. I Never Wrote Them With A Focus Group Of 8-year-olds In Mind. I Have To Continue Telling The Story The Way I Want To Tell It.