Some readers and commentators really want to scrape your insides out to make sense of your work. Others say, there's the work, it speaks for itself. Personally, I fall somewhere in the middle.

It is important to remember that we all have magic inside us.

Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?

And tears came before he could stop them, boiling hot then instantly freezing on his face, and what was the point in wiping them off? Or pretending? He let them fall.

Every writer must have a chip of ice in his heart.

The ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming.

Life is not a check-list of acquisition or achievement.