Courtesy dictates that we offer fellow wizards the opportunity of denying us entry.

Ron, you know full well Harry and I were brought up by Muggles!” said Hermione. “We didn’t hear stories like that when we were little, we heard ‘Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs’ and ‘Cinderella’ —” “What’s that, an illness?” asked Ron.

Wild!" Ron said, twiddling the replay knob on the side. "I can make that old bloke down there pick his nose again... and again... and again...

But Snape always seemed to hate me so much.

Ah well... wand still in your jeans? Both buttocks still on? Okay, let’s go.

Hermione turned and beamed at Harry; her eyes, too, were full of tears. ‘…then I declare you bonded for life.

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.