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Dumbledore Raised His Finger For Silence, A Silence Which Fell As Though He Had Struck Uncle Vernon Dumb.

Overload 'em With Information An' They'll Kill Yeh Jus' To Simplify Things.

I'm Serious, Harry, Don't Go." But Harry Only Had One Thought In His Head, Which Was To Get Back In Front Of The Mirror, And Ron Wasn't Going To Stop Him. That Third Night He Found His Way More Quickly Than Before. He Was Walking So Fast He Knew He Was Making More Noise Than Was Wise, But He Didn't Meet Anyone. And There Were His Mother And Father Smiling At Him Again, And One Of His Grandfathers Nodding Happily. Harry Sank Down To Sit On The Floor In Front Of The Mirror. There Was Nothing To Stop Him From Staying Here All Night With His Family. Nothing At All.

One Can Never Have Enough Socks," Said Dumbledore. "another Christmas Has Come And Gone And I Didn't Get A Single Pair. People Will Insist On Giving Me Books.

You Fail By Default When You Live So Cautiously You Never Fail.