I speak now, Harry Potter, directly to you. You have permitted your friends to die for you rather than face me yourself. I shall wait for one hour in the Forbidden Forest. If, at the end of that hour, you have not come to me, have not given yourself up, then battle recommences. This time, I shall enter the fray myself, Harry Potter, and I shall find you, and I shall punish every last man, woman, and child who has tried to conceal you from me. One hour.
J. K. RowlingCobbled streets and no shops open past six o'clock, a communal life that seemed to revolve around church, and where you could often hear bird song and nothing else: Gaia felt as though she had fallen through a portal into a land lost in time.
J. K. RowlingOh, come off it,โ said Ron, striding over to her and whipping her results out of her hand. โYepโ ten โOutstandingsโ and one โExceeds Expectationsโ at Defense Against the Dark Arts.โ He looked down at her, half-amused, half-exasperated. โYouโre actually disappointed, arenโt you?
J. K. Rowling