They finally decided she was a witch.

If cooking becomes an art form rather than a means of providing a reasonable diet, then something is clearly wrong.

Civet of hare in the south China seas! 'Gosh, Gertrude, let's go have some civet of hare, it's really cold out there.

Imagine her surrounded at a table for eight by Australian cattlemen off for a jolly in Singapore! I don't want to say she was intolerant but she was. The simple life was the right life.

We're finally going to get to what I believe the audience wanted the show to be. And everything up to this point has just been building.

So light a fire!" Harry choked. "Yes...of course...but there's no wood!" ...
"HAVE YOU GONE MAD!" Ron bellowed. "ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT!