So Light A Fire!" Harry Choked. "yes...of

Harry Was Speeding Toward The Ground When The Crowd Saw Him Clap His Hand To His Mouth As Though He Was Going To Be Sick-he Hit The Field On All Fours-coughed-and Something Gold Fell Into His Hand. 'i've Got The Snitch!' He Shouted, Waving It Above His Head, And The Game Ended In Complete Confusion. 'he Didn't Catch It, He Nearly Swalloed It,' Flint Was Still Howling Twenty Minutes Later, But It Made No Difference-harry Hadn't Broken Any Rules And Lee Jordan Was Still Happily Shouting The Results-gryffindor Had Won By 170 Points To 60.

Magic Has Universal Appeal. I Don't Believe In Magic In The Way That I Describe In My Books, But I'd Love It To Be Real.

Ah, Well, People Can Be Stupid Abou' Their Pets," Said Hagrid Wisely.

Ron: Why Spiders? Why Couldn't It Be "follow The Butterflies?

A Chilly Breeze That Seemed To Emanate From The Heart Of The Forest Lifted The Hair At Harry's Brow. He Knew That They Would Not Tell Him To Go, That It Would Have To Be His Decision. "you'll Stay With Me?" "until The Very End," Said James.