I Hope There's Pudding!

You Are Omniscient As Ever, Dumbledore." "oh, No, Merely Friendly With The Local Barmen.

You Place Too Much Importance... On The So-called Purity Of Blood! You Fail To Recognize That It Matters Not What Someone Is Born, But What They Grow To Be!

The World Had Ended, So Why Had The Battle Not Ceased, The Castle Fallen Silent In Horror, And Every Combatant Laid Down Their Arms? Harry's Mind Was In Freefall, Spinning Out Of Control, Unable To Grasp The Impossiblity, Because Fred Weasley Could Not Be Dead, The Evidence Of All His Senses Must Be Lying -

He Felt Even Angrier That Dumbledore Was Showing Signs Of Weakness. He Had No Business Being Weak When Harry Wanted To Rage And Storm At Him.

Poverty Entails Fear And Stress And Sometimes Depression. It Meets A Thousand Petty Humiliations And Hardships. Climbing Out Of Poverty By Your Own Efforts That Is Something On Which To Pride Yourself But Poverty Itself Is Romanticized By Fools.