“Bless my soul,” whispered the old bartender, “Harry Potter . . . what an honor.”

“Harry Potter has kindly joined us for my rebirthing party. One might go so far as to call him my guest of honor.”

“Is my world turning into Harry Potter's?!”

“I remember what he was wearing. A navy-blue coat and that Harry Potter scarf.""What the heck's a Harry Potter scarf?" Jacy snorts, "Low-rent Invisibility Cloak? Only your neck disappears.”

“Harry Potter, he sends a message on Owl Mail while us poor old muggles have to make do with instantaneous emails and texting. Oh, if only we could be like you Harry Potter, with your four day owl delivery!”

“Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts.“Harry Potter must stay where he is safe. He is too great, too good, to lose. If Harry Potter goes back to Hogwarts, he will be in mortal danger.”“Why?” said Harry in surprise.“There is a plot, Harry Potter. A plot to make most terrible things happen at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year.”