But you're dead," said Harry. "Oh yes," said Dumbledore matter-of-factly. "Then...I'm dead too?" "Ah," said Dumbledore, smiling still more broadly. "That is the question, isn't it? On the whole, dear boy, I think not.โ They looked at each other, the old man still beaming. "Not?" repeated Harry. "Not," said Dumbledore. "Butโฆ" Harry raised his hand instinctively toward the lightning scar. It did not seem to be there. "But I should have diedโI didn't defend myself! I meant to let him kill me!" "And that," said Dumbledore, "will, I think, have made all the difference.
J. K. RowlingHe sobbed in desperation at the burden of fear he carried with him every day of his life.
J. K. RowlingGavin saw a grave purely as a marker for the place where a corpse was decomposing; a nasty thought, yet people took it into their heads to visit and bring flowers, as though it might yet recover.
J. K. RowlingYou can exist without your soul, you know, as long as your brain and heart are still working. But youโll have no sense of self anymore, no memory, no . . . anything. Thereโs no chance at all of recovery. Youโll just โ exist. As an empty shell. And your soul is gone forever . . . lost.
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