Because to confide a part of your soul to something that can think and move for itself is obviously a very risky business.

Would it hurt to die?

For a split second, Harry thought how absurd it was for Tonks to expect the dummy to hear her talking that quietly through a sheet of glass, when there were buses rumbling along behind her and all the racket of street full of shoppers. Then he reminded himself that dummies could not hear anyway.

I think they thought it was very arrogant of me to write the end of my seven books series when I didn't have a publisher and no-one had heard of me

Urgh — essence of Millicent Bulstrode.

There's the silver lining I've been looking for.

Size is no guarantee of power.