Bless My Soul,” Whispered The Old Bartender,

We Teachers Are Rather Good At Magic, You Know.

It Was Only When He Was Back In Bed That It Struck Harry That Dumbledore Might Not Have Been Quite Truthful. But Then, It Had Been A Quite Personal Question.

Sometimes You Remind Me A Lot Of James. He Called It My 'furry Little Problem' In Company. Many People Were Under The Impression That I Owned A Badly Behaved Rabbit.

Power Was My Weakness And My Temptation.

He Accused Me Of Being Dumbledore's Man Through And Through." "how Very Rude Of Him." "i Told Him I Was." Dumbledore Opened His Mouth To Speak And Then Closed It Again. Fawkes The Phoenix Let Out A Low, Soft, Musical Cry. To Harry's Intense Embarrassment, He Suddenly Realized That Dumbledore's Bright Blue Eyes Looked Rather Watery, And Stared Hastily At His Own Knee. When Dumbledore Spoke, However, His Voice Was Quite Steady. "i Am Very Touched, Harry.