Devil’s Snare, Devil’s Snare . . . what did Professor Sprout say? — it likes the dark and the damp —” “So light a fire!” Harry choked. “Yes — of course — but there’s no wood!” Hermoine cried, wringing her hands. “HAVE YOU GONE MAD?” Ron bellowed. “ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT?

I must admit, Peter, I have difficulty in understanding why an innocent man would want to spend twelve years as a rat.

I think I'll just go down and have some pudding and wait for it all to turn up - it always does in the end.

I enjoyed the meetings, too. It was like having friends.

Daddy's gone mad, hasn't he?

Hope springs forever.

I scared Stephen King.