I Am A Wizard, Not

If There Is One Thing Voldemort Cannot Understand, It Is Love.

You Seem To Be Drowning Twice," Said Hermione. "oh, Am I?" Said Ron Peering Down At His Predictions. "i'd Better Change One Of Them To Getting Trampled By A Rampaging Hippogriff.

And Now A Chill Settled Over Them Where They Stood, And Harry Heard The Rasping Breath Of The Dementors That Patrolled The Outer Trees. They Would Not Affect Him Now. The Fact Of His Own Survival Burned Inside Him, A Talisman Against Them, As Though His Father's Stag Kept Guardian In His Heart.

Perhaps You Have Been Looking In The Wrong Places.

Why Can’t I Drink The Potion Instead?” Asked Harry Desperately. “because I Am Much Older, Much Cleverer, And Much Less Valuable,” Said Dumbledore.