Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams, and Hagridโs pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds.
J. K. RowlingThere is a lot of comedy in magic, and magic going wrong, and also it is a dramatic subject.
J. K. RowlingShe kept asking herself whether, if he had looked cleaner, she might have been more concerned; whether, on some subliminal level, she had confused his obvious signs of neglect with street-smartness, toughness and resilience.
J. K. RowlingThe hippogriff took off into the air. . . . He and his rider became smaller and smaller as Harry gazed after them . . . then a cloud drifted across the moon. . . . They were gone.
J. K. Rowling