"...the wonderful editorials, (more insight there than in several companion volumes I shall not name)..." - J.K. Rowling http://www.mugglenet.com/editorials Titus Fistley lay giggling on the floor of his cubicle, surrounded by laughodil bushes. As his mirth subsided, he lifted a leaf on a nearby plant and read aloud from its underside: "Question: How many Dark Lords does it take to screw in a lightbulb? Answer: Three - one to try and do it with his best curse, and be stopped by an infant; one to try and do it by possessing a willing minion, and be stopped by an adolescent; and a third to take matters into his own hands and screw in the lightbulb . . . which then falls out and steals his wand! Ah, ha ha ha ha ha!" Tears ran down his face. http://www.mugglenet.com/editorials/themagicquill/tmq136.shtml Welcome to The U-Bend! Dim the lights, close the blinds and shut the door. Today you are about to learn the truth about a horrifying Harry Potter secret that J.K. Rowling didn’t want you to know. Many bothans died to bring us this information and only the mind of a genius (i.e. me!) could decipher it. Now a quick warning: The information you are about to read has the power to change the very nature of the ending of the entire Harry Potter series as we know it. Prepare to have your mind blown! http://www.mugglenet.com/editorials/theubend/tub46.shtml The house-elf looked in at the bathroom door and uttered the filthiest oath it knew - which translates into English as "Socks!" The steady drip of water from the pipe that ran along the ceiling was falling on the floor that the elf had mopped not half an hour ago, while the bucket that he had placed under the drip stood bone-dry, eight inches away from where the drops were falling. The creature grumbled as he mopped up the puddle and repositioned the bucket so that each drop fell in its center: TINK . . . TINK . . . TINK. Then it went about its previous errand of picking bits of ash and dust off the priceless Persian rug in Master's study, which had to be done by hand, speck by speck. http://www.mugglenet.com/editorials/themagicquill/tmq135.shtml Mrs. Ahmed scouted ahead (by sticking her head through the outer door of Harvey's flat) and reported: "It's a jungle in there." "That many of them?" Joe Albuquerque growled in his disguise as General Patton. "It won't take them long to wreck the place." "No," said Mrs. Ahmed, her vague form flickering with irritation. "I meant, everything has been taken over by vines. Grape, by the look of it." http://www.mugglenet.com/editorials/themagicquill/tmq134.shtml The Deathly Hallows were introduced at an unfortunate moment in the story's progression. While many of us read through the seventh book with the anticipation of the final battle on our minds, or the curiosity as to the fate of our beloved characters, we were distracted from the true significance of the Deathly Hallows, not only in the magical world but in the eyes of the characters themselves. In this essay I take a more thorough look at the Deathly Hallows and what they tell us about the magical world and the characters we know and love... http://www.mugglenet.com/editorials/theburrow/magicalme01.shtml