The elf’s eyes found him, and his lips trembled with the effort to form words. ‘Harry... Potter...’ And then with a little shudder the elf became quite still, and his eyes were nothing more than great, glassy orbs sprinkled with light from the stars they could not see.

Without cunning, there is no innovation. Without ambition, there is no accomplishment.

Just because you’re allowed to use magic now you don’t have to whip your wands out for every tiny little thing!

It is a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up.

We do stigmatise teens a lot and see them as scary and alien.

The narrow path had opened up suddenly onto the edge of a great black lake. Perched atop a high mountain on the other side, its windows sparkling in the starry sky, was a vast castle with many turrets and towers.

I never thought I'd hear myself say it, but safety first!