`At this festive season of the year, Mr. Scrooge,' said the gentleman,
That's crap, son. He's proud of you. Proud as a hen.
The question was summed up for him thus: `If I do not accept the answers Christianity gives to the problems of my life, what answers do I accept?' And in the whole arsenal of his convictions, so far from finding any satisfactory answers, he was utterly unable to find anything at all like an answer.
Anastasia leaned against me, while the stars above us glittered more
“Here, look.” Mr. Diggory held up a wand and showed it to Mr. Weasley. “Had it in her hand. So that's clause three of the Code of Wand Use broken, for a start. No non-human creature is permitted to carry or use a wand.”