The hook-nosed teacher looked past Quirrell’s turban straight into Harry’s eyes — and a sharp, hot pain shot across the scar on Harry’s forehead.

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

Snape's patronus was a doe,' said Harry, 'the same as my mother's because he loved her for nearly all of his life, from when they were children.

Harry Potter was a highly unusual boy in many ways.

I'm very frustrated by fear of imagination. I don't think that's healthy.

Luck can only get you so far.

Rack your brains, that should only take a couple of seconds.