What made me really warm to Dumbledore straight away though, was that just before we left his office, my parents making their way to the door, Dumbledore leaned down, winked at me, and placed a whole packet Sherbet Lemons in my overly large coat pocket. So here I am, four sherbet lemons left, despite the one in my mouth, my trunk in the luggage rack above my head, on my way to Wizarding School.