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I've Been Writing My Entire Life, And I'll Always Write.

Such Loyalty Is Admirable, Of Course,” Said Scrimgeour, Who Seemed To Be Restraining His Irritation With Difficulty, “but Dumbledore Is Gone, Harry. He’s Gone.” “he Will Only Be Gone From The School When None Here Are Loyal To Him,” Said Harry, Smiling In Spite Of Himself.

I Believe In Free Will. Of Those That, Like Us, Are In A Privileged Situation At Least. For You, For Me: People Who Are Living In Western Society, People Who Are Not Repressed, Who Are Free. We Can Choose. The Things Go Largely Like You Want Them To Go. You Control Your Own Life. Your Own Will Is Extremely Powerful.

And So Rock Bottom Became The Solid Foundation On Which I Rebuilt My Life.

Odd Words Floated Back To Them Over The Hundreds Of Heads. "nobility Of Spirit"..."intellectual Contribution"..."greatness Of Heart"...it Did Not Mean Very Much. It Had Little To Do With Dumbledore As Harry Had Known Him. He Suddenly Remembered Dumbledore's Idea Of A Few Words, "nitwit," "oddment," "blubber," And "tweak," And Again Had To Suppress A Grin.