He couldn't know that at this very moment, people meeting up in secret all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: 'To Harry Potter - the boy who lived!
J. K. RowlingSomewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty. And Harry felt, as he had felt about phoenix song before, that the music was inside him, not without: It was his own grief turned magically to song.
J. K. RowlingNow, you two โ this year, you behave yourselves. If I get one more owl telling me you've โ you've blown up a toilet or โ" "Blown up a toilet? We've never blown up a toilet." "Great idea though, thanks, Mum.
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