I think the Harry books are actually very moral, but some people just object to witchcraft being mentioned in a children's book.

Silence fell between the four of them as they looked up at the sky. There was no sign of movement, the stars stared back, unblinking, indifferent, unobscured by flying friends. Where was Ron? Where were Fred and Mr Weasley? Where were Bill, Fleur, Tonks, Mad Eye, Mundungus?

Montague's just been found in a toilet, Sir.

Well, I certainly don't," said Percy sanctimoniously. "I shudder to think what the state of my in-tray would be if I was away from work for five days." "Yeah, someone might slip dragon dung in it again, eh, Perce?" said Fred. "That was a sample of fertilizer from Norway!" said Percy, going very red in the face. "It was nothing personal!" "It was," Fred whispered to Harry as they got up from the table. "We sent it.

I think Mum's got a second cousin who's an accountant, but we never talk about him.

And then he greeted Death as an old friend, and went with him gladly, and, equals, they departed this life.

I have been careless, and so have been thwarted by luck and chance, those wreckers of all but the best laid plans.