There is a lot of comedy in magic, and magic going wrong, and also it is a dramatic subject.

Somewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty. And Harry felt, as he had felt about phoenix song before, that the music was inside him, not without: It was his own grief turned magically to song.

I'm a real sucker for guitars. I've had a crush on many, many a guitarist.

I think the single biggest thing that money gave me-and obviously I came from a place where I was a single mother and it really was hand to mouth at one point. It was literally as poor as you can get in Britain without being homeless at one point. If you've ever been there you will never, ever take for granted that you don't need to worry. Never.

If only the hat had mentioned a house for people who felt a bit queasy, that would have been the one for him.

Are you insane? Of course I want to leave the Dursleys! Have you got a house? When can I move in?

Strange how short-sighted being invisible can make you.