Occupation: Novelist Birth: July 31, 1965
In many, many ways... Hufflepuff is my favorite house..
But I don’t think I’ve ever known such a natural at Potions!” said Slughorn. “Instinctive, you know — like his mother! I’ve only ever taught a few wi….
I felt I had to solve everyone's problems..
Nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desire of our hearts..
Think your little jokes'll help you on your deathbed?" she jeered. "Jokes? No,no, these are manners," replied Dumbledore..
So then I thought, I'd like you to have something to remember me by, you know, if you ever meet some veela when you're off doing whatever you're doin….
The fame thing is interesting because I never wanted to be famous, and I never dreamt I would be famous. You know, my fantasy of being a famous write….
A lemon drop. They're a kind of Muggle sweet I'm rather fond of..
What's interesting about the wizarding world is when you take physical strength out of the equation, a woman can do magic just as powerfully as a man….
You foul, lying, evil little cockroach!.
But you're dead," said Harry. "Oh yes," said Dumbledore matter-of-factly. "Then...I'm dead too?" "Ah," said Dumbledore, smiling still more broadly. "….
A Dream is where a boy can swim in the deepest oceans and fly over the highest clouds..
Whatever job I had, I was always writing like crazy. All I ever liked about offices was being able to type up stories on the computer when no one was….
Help only comes to those who ask for it..
He never seemed to grasp the immense mutability of human nature, nor to appreciate that behind every nondescript face lay a wild and unique hinterlan….
Er — have the Bludgers ever killed anyone?” Harry asked, hoping he sounded offhand. “Never at Hogwarts. We’ve had a couple of broken jaws but nothing….
Every second he breathed, the smell of the grass, the cool air on his face, was so precious: To think that people had years and years, time to waste,….
Harry!" said Fred, elbowing Percy out of the way and bowing deeply. "Simply splendid to see you, old boy-" "Marvelous," said George, pushing Fred asi….
It is my baby and if I want to bring it out to play again, I will..
My parents are muggles, mate. They don't know nothing about no deaths at Hogwarts, because I'm not stupid enough to tell them..
And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched ….