Both could feel the relationship crumbling to pieces beneath the weight of everything that Gavin refused to say.
J. K. RowlingHagrid looked down at his umbrella and scratched his beard. 'Shouldn'ta lost me temper,' he said ruefully, 'but it didn't work anyway. Meant ter turn him into a pig, but I suppose he was so much like a pig anyway there wasn't much left ter do.
J. K. RowlingI sometimes find, and I am sure you know the feeling, that I simply have too many thoughts and memories crammed into my mind. โAt these times, I use the Pensieve. One simply siphons the excess thoughts from oneโs mind, pours them into the basin, and examines them at oneโs leisure. It becomes easier to spot patterns and links, you understand, when they are in this form.
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