Don't call me Nymphadora, Remus.
The point is, if we find out you’ve been horrible to Harry —— and make no mistake, we’ll hear about it.even if you won’t let Harry use the fellytone —
Harry, guess what? said Tonks from her perch on top of the washing machine, and she wiggled her left hand at him; a ring glittered there.
For a split second, Harry thought how absurd it was for Tonks to expect the dummy to hear her talking that quietly through a sheet of glass, when there were buses rumbling along behind her and all the...
Don't put your wand there, boy! What if it ignited? Better wizards than you have lost buttocks, you know.Who d'you know who's lost a buttock?Never you mind...
My Head of House said I lacked certain necessary qualities...like the ability to behave myself.