Let Muggles Manage Without Us!

I Was Thinking The First Thing We Should Do Is Expelliarmus, You Know, The Disarming Charm. I Know It's Pretty Basic But I've Found It Really Useful -" "oh Please," Said Zacharias Smith, Rolling His Eyes And Folding His Arms. "i Don't Think Expelliarmus Is Exactly Going To Help Us Against You-know-who, Do You?" "i've Used It Against Him," Said Harry Quietly. "it Saved My Life Last June." Smith Opened His Mouth Stupidly. The Rest Of The Room Was Very Quiet. "but If You Think It's Beneath You, You Can Leave.

From Here On In, Harry, I May Be As Woefully Wrong As Humphrey Belcher Who Believed The Time Was Ripe For A Cheese Cauldron.

It Matters Not What Someone Is Born, But What They Grow To Be.

Let Me Out," Harry Said Again. "no," Dumbledore Repeated. "if You Don't - If You Keep Me In Here - If You Don't Let Me-" "by All Means Continue Destroying My Possessions," Said Dumbledore. "i Daresay I Have Too Many.

Everything Had Shattered. The Fact That It Was All Still There — The Walls And The Chairs And The Children’s Pictures On The Walls — Meant Nothing. Every Atom Of It Had Been Blasted Apart And Reconstituted In An Instant, And Its Appearance Of Permanence And Solidity Was Laughable; It Would Dissolve At A Touch, For Everything Was Suddenly Tissue-thin And Friable.