I will not calm down!

And sure enough, in seeking to become superhuman this foolhardy young man renders himself inhuman. The heart that he has locked away slowly shrivels and grows hair, symbolising his own descent to beasthood.

It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.

Dawn seemed to follow midnight with indecent haste.

The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well.

I AM NOT PAYING FOR SOME CRACKPOT OLD FOOL TO TEACH HIM MAGIC TRICKS!" yelled Uncle Vernon. Hagrid seized his pink umbrella and whirled it over his head "NEVER -" he thundered "- INSULT -ALBUS -DUMBLEDORE - IN - FRONT - OF - ME!

In the end, it mattered not that you could not close your mind. It was your heart that saved you.