If I wasn't a writer, I would be depressed.
We teachers are rather good at magic, you know.
Why, dear boy, we don't send wizards to Azkaban just for blowing up their aunts.
You haven't got a letter on yours," George observed. "I suppose she thinks you don't forget your name. But we're not stupid-we know we're called Gred and Forge.
The only reason to delay at this point was because the immediate prospect was so deeply uninviting.
Knocking the shrieking goblins aside like skittles