It Was Important, Dumbledore Said, To Fight,

The Castle Grounds Were Gleaming In The Sunlight As Though Freshly Painted; The Cloudless Sky Smiled At Itself In The Smoothly Sparkling Lake, The Satin-green Lawns Rippled Occasionally In A Gentle Breeze: June Had Arrived.

Thing Was' He Faced Them, And Harry Was Astonished To See That He Was Grinning, 'they Bit Of A Bit More Than They Could Chew With Gran. Little Old Witch Living Alone, They Probably Think They Didn't Need To Send Anyone Particularly Powerful. Anyway' Neville Laughed, 'dawlish Is Still In St Mungo's And Gran Is On The Run. She Sent Me A Letter,' He Clapped A Hand To The Breast Pocket Of His Robes, 'telling Me She Was Proud Of Me, That I'm My Parents' Son, And To Keep It Up

Because To Confide A Part Of Your Soul To Something That Can Think And Move For Itself Is Obviously A Very Risky Business.

You Can Try, But You Seem Cleverer Than Fudge, So I'd Have Thought You'd Have Learned From His Mistakes. He Tried Intervening At Hogwarts. You Might Have Noticed He's Not Minister Anymore, But Dumbledore's Still Headmaster. I'd Leave Dumbledore Alone, If I Were You.

Imagination Is The Power That Enables Us To Empathize With Humans Whose Experiences We Have Never Shared.