There,” She Said Softly. “now He Could

Where's The Fun Without A Bit Of Risk?

According To Nietzche," Said A Sharp New Voice, Making Them All Jump, "philosophy Is The Biography Of The Philosopher.

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.

Don’ You Worry, Harry. You’ll Learn Fast Enough. Everyone Starts At The Beginning At Hogwarts, You’ll Be Just Fine. Just Be Yerself. I Know It’s Hard. Yeh’ve Been Singled Out, An’ That’s Always Hard. But Yeh’ll Have A Great Time At Hogwarts — I Did — Still Do, ’smatter Of Fact.

He Was My Mum And Dad's Best Friend. He's A Convicted Murderer, But He's Broken Out Of Wizard Prison And He's On The Run. He Likes To Keep In Touch With Me, Though...keep Up With My News...check If I'm Happy.