Bigotry Is Probably The Thing I Detest

I Take My Hat Off To You — Or I Would, If I Were Not Afraid Of Showering You In Spiders.

Harry, We Saw Uranus Up Close!” Said Ron, Still Giggling Feebly. “get It, Harry? We Saw Uranus — Ha Ha Ha —

He Felt His Heart Pounding Fiercely In His Chest. How Strange That In His Dread Of Death, It Pumped All The Harder, Valiantly Keeping Him Alive. But It Would Have To Stop, And Soon. Its Beats Were Numbered. How Many Would There Be Time For, As He Rose And Walked Through The Castle For The Last Time, Out Into The Grounds And Into The Forest?

The Presence Of Hundreds Of Books Had Finally Convinced Hermione That What They Were Doing Was Right.

Montague's Just Been Found In A Toilet, Sir.