There's a time and a place for getting a smart mouth.
Kreacher said nothing, said the elf, with a second bow to George, adding in a clear undertone, and there's its twin, unnatural little beasts they are.
The three witches and the knight set off down the hill together, arm in arm, and all four led long and happy lives, and none of them ever knew or suspected that the Fountain's waters carried no enchantment at all.
Hang on . . . Harry muttered to Ron. There's an empty chair at the staff table. . . . Where's Snape?
I sat and thought for four (delayed train) hours, and all the details bubbled up in my brain, and this scrawny, black-haired, bespectacled boy who didn't know he was a wizard became more and more real to me.
Well, when it works correctly, it conjures up a Patronus, said Lupin, which is a kind of anti-dementor — a guardian that acts as a shield between you and the dementor.