So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
And as he thought this, the scar on his forehead burned so badly that he clapped his hand to it. “What’s up?” said Hermione, looking alarmed. “Scar,” Harry mumbled. “But it’s nothing … it happens all the time now”. None of the others had noticed a thing.
"I just don’t want to repeat the same thing over and over again, so I’m always looking for something that’s going to be challenging and make me nervous every time I start a project."
Harry Potter + elements (inspired by this)