It seemed impossible that there could be people in the world who still desired food, who laughed, who neither knew nor cared that Sirius Black was gone forever.

Dobby has no master. Dobby is a free elf!

Killed?" said Hagrid loudly, staring down at Harry. "Snape killed? What're yeh on abou', Harry?" "Dumbledore," said Harry. "Snape killed... Dumbledore.

I think I've really exhausted the magical. It was a lot of fun, but I've put it behind me for the time being.

The truth. It is a beautiful and terrible thing, and must therefore be treated with great caution.

I'm interested in that drive, that rush to judgment, that is so prevalent in our society.We all know that pleasurable rush that comes from condemning, and in the short term it's quite a satisfying thing to do, isn't it?

Being fed, and having a soft bed, and other people being in charge, seemed the most wonderful prospect in the world at that moment.