Everybody finished the song at different times. Dumbledore conducted their last few lines with his wand and when they had finished, he was one of those who clapped loudest. 'Ah music,' he said, wiping his eyes. 'A magic beyond all we do here! J. K. Rowling More Quotes by J. K. Rowling More Quotes From J. K. Rowling You know, I sometimes think we Sort too soon. J. K. Rowling knows sometimes thinking McLaggen makes Grawp look like a gentleman. J. K. Rowling hermione gentleman looks Hello, Harry!” she said. “Er — my name’s Barny,” said Harry, flummoxed. “Oh, have you changed that too?” she asked brightly. “How did you know — ?” “Oh, just your expression,” she said. Like her father, Luna was wearing bright yellow robes, which she had accessorized with a large sunflower in her hair. Once you got over the brightness of it all, the general effect was quite pleasant. At least there were no radishes dangling from her ears. J. K. 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