The castle grounds were gleaming in the sunlight as though freshly painted; the cloudless sky smiled at itself in the smoothly sparkling lake, the satin-green lawns rippled occasionally in a gentle breeze: June had arrived.
J. K. RowlingWell, you split your soul, you see, and hide part of it in an object outside the body. Then, even if oneโs body is attacked or destroyed, one cannot die, for part of the soul remains earthbound and undamaged. But of course, existence in such a form . . .
J. K. RowlingDid you knowโ then?โ asked Harry. โDid I know that I had just met the most dangerous Dark wizard of all time? No.
J. K. RowlingYou are omniscient as ever, Dumbledore." "Oh, no, merely friendly with the local barmen.
J. K. RowlingHow do you feel, Georgie?" whispered Mrs. Weasley. George's fingers groped for the side of his head. "Saintlike," he murmured. "What's wrong with him?" croaked Fred, looking terrified. "Is his mind affected?" "Saintlike," repeated George, opening his eyes and looking up at his brother. "You see...I'm HOLEY, Fred, geddit?
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