Hagrid howled still more loudly. Harry and Hermione looked at Ron to help them. 'Er-shall I make a cup of tea?' said Ron. Harry stared at him. 'It's what my mum does whenever someone's upset,' Ron muttered, shrugging.
J. K. RowlingMoony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs,โ sighed George, patting the heading of the map. โWe owe them so much.โ โNoble men, working tirelessly to help a new generation of law-breakers,โ said Fred solemnly.
J. K. RowlingThe world had ended, so why had the battle not ceased, the castle fallen silent in horror, and every combatant laid down their arms? Harry's mind was in freefall, spinning out of control, unable to grasp the impossiblity, because Fred Weasley could not be dead, the evidence of all his senses must be lying -
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