It matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be.

I have no time to explain now. It is a thrilling tale, I wish to do it justice.

He's only silent because he's too thick to string two words together.

Dumbledore will only leave from Hogwarts when there are none loyal to him!

I have met thousands of children now, and not even one time has a child come up to me and said, 'Ms. Rowling, I'm so glad I've read these books because now I want to be a witch.'

He was tall, thin, and very old, judging by the silver of his hair and beard, which were both long enough to tuck into his belt. He was wearing long robes, a purple cloak that swept the ground, and high-heeled, buckled boots. His blue eyes were light, bright, and sparkling behind half-moon spectacles and his nose was very long and crooked, as though it had been broken at least twice. This man's name was Albus Dumbledore.

If she could have done one thing to make absolutely sure that every single person in this school will read your interview, it was banning it!