I Think That I've Had A Very

Decent People Are So Easy To Manipulate, Potter.

Facing This Stuff, In Real Life Is Not Like School, In School, If You Make A Mistake You Can Just Try Again Tomorrow, But Out There...when Your A Second Away From Being Murdered Or Watching A Friend Die Right Before Your Eyes...you Don't Know What That's Like.

Children's Books Aren't Textbooks. Their Primary Purpose Isn't Supposed To Be "pick This Up And It Will Teach You This." It's Not How Literature Should Be. You Probably Do Learn Something From Every Book You Pick Up, But It Might Be Simply How To Laugh.

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?

I Am Not Trying To Influence Anyone Into Black Magic. That Is The Very Last Thing I'd Want To Do.