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There Is An Expiry Date On Blaming Your Parents For Steering You In The Wrong Direction; The Moment You Are Old Enough To Take The Wheel, Responsibility Lies With You.

Harry!" Said Fred, Elbowing Percy Out Of The Way And Bowing Deeply. "simply Splendid To See You, Old Boy-" "marvelous," Said George, Pushing Fred Aside And Seizing Harry's Hand In Turn. "absolutely Spiffing." Percy Scowled. "that's Enough, Now," Said Mrs. Weasley. "mum!" Said Fred As Though He'd Only Just Spotted Her And Seizing Her Hand Too. "how Really Corking To See You-

Christmas Was Coming. One Morning In Mid-december, Hogwarts Woke To Find Itself Covered In Several Feet Of Snow. The Lake Froze Solid And The Weasley Twins Were Punished For Bewitching Several Snowballs So That They Followed Quirrell Around, Bouncing Off The Back Of His Turban.

I Really Like How The Sixth Book Is Going. A Lot Happens In The Sixth Book And A Lot Of Questions Are Answered. I Really Have A Sense That We Are Nearly There And It Is Time For Answers, Not More Questions And Clues, Although Obviously There Are A Few Clues As I Am Not Quite Finished Yet.

Part Of What Makes A Language 'alive' Is Its Constant Evolution. I Would Hate To Think Britain Would Ever Emulate France, Where They Actually Have A Learned Faculty Whose Job It Is To Attempt To Prevent The Incursion Of Foreign Words Into The Language. I Love Editing Harry With Arthur Levine, My American Editor-the Differences Between 'british English' (of Which There Must Be At Least 200 Versions) And 'american English' (ditto!) Are A Source Of Constant Interest And Amusement To Me.