No, I'm Fine,' Said Harry, Wondering Why

Yes, It Is Easy To See That Nearly Six Years Of Magical Education Have Not Been Wasted On You, Potter. Ghosts Are Transparent.

Of Course Not,” Said Hermione. “everything We Need Is Here On This Paper.

They May Not Look Dangerous, But If Angered [bowtruckles] Will Gouge Out Human Eyes With Their Fingers, Which, As You Can See, Are Very Sharp And Not At All Desirable Near The Eyeballs.

I Don't Care!" Harry Yelled At Them, Snatching Up A Lunascope And Throwing It Into The Fireplace. "i've Had Enough, I've Seen Enough, I Want Out, I Want It To End, I Don't Care Anymore!" "you Do Care," Said Dumbledore. He Had Not Flinched Or Made A Single Move To Stop Harry Demolishing His Office. His Expression Was Calm, Almost Detached. "you Care So Much You Feel As Though You Will Bleed To Death With The Pain Of It.

Fawkes Is A Phoenix, Harry. Phoenixes Burst Into Flame When It Is Time For Them To Die And Are Reborn From The Ashes.