Apparently Wizards Poke Their Noses In Everywhere!

I Love Inventing Names, But I Also Collect Unusual Names, So That I Can Look Through My Notebook And Choose One That Suits A New Character.

But As He Reached The Ground And Sprinted Towards The Dais, Lupin Grabbed Harry Around The Chest, Holding Him Back. There's Nothing You Can Do, Harry -' Get Him, Save Him, He's Only Just Gone Through!' - It's Too Late, Harry.' We Can Still Reach Him -' Harry Struggled Hard And Viciously, But Lupin Would Not Let Go... There's Nothing You Can Do, Harry...nothing...he's Gone.

Just Because You Have The Emotional Range Of A Teaspoon Doesn't Mean We All Have.

I Don't Think I Am Evangelical In My Work.

Maybe He Murdered Myrtle; That Would’ve Done Everyone A Favor. . . .