Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!

I don't believe in the kind of magic in my books. But I do believe something very magical can happen when you read a good book.

And so rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.

I've no idea where ideas come from and I hope I never find out; it would spoil the excitement for me if it turned out I just have a funny little wrinkle on the surface of my brain which makes me think about invisible train platforms.

For that was the terrible power of the dementors: to force their victims to relive the worst memories of their lives, and drown, powerless, in theirown despair. . . .

This was their first encounter with the fact that a full stomach meant good spirits; an empty one, bickering and gloom.

Yeah, we’ll call you,” muttered Ron as the knight disappeared, “If we ever need someone mental.