Every Writer Must Have A Chip Of

You’ll Soon Find Out Some Wizarding Families Are Much Better Than Others, Potter. You Don’t Want To Go Making Friends With The Wrong Sort. I Can Help You There.” He Held Out His Hand To Shake Harry’s, But Harry Didn’t Take It. “i Think I Can Tell Who The Wrong Sort Are For Myself, Thanks,” He Said Coolly.

Clever As I Am, I Remain Just As Big A Fool As Anyone Else.

Always The Innocent Are The First Victims, So It Has Been For Ages Past, So It Is Now.

In Fact, You Couldn't Give Me Anything To Make Me Go Back To Being A Teenager. Never. No, I Hated It.

I'm A What?" Gasped Harry. "a Wizard, O' Course," Said Hagrid, Sitting Back Down On The Sofa, Which Groaned And Sank Even Lower, "an' A Thumpin' Good'un I'd Say, Once Yeh've Been Trained Up A Bit. With A Mum An' Dad Like Yours, What Else Would Yeh Be?