He's not a child! said Sirius impatiently.He's not an adult either! said Mrs. Weasley, the color rising in her cheeks. He's not , Sirius!I'm perfectly clear who he is, thanks, Molly, said Sirius coldl...
He was supposed to be turning a beetle into a button, but all he managed to do was give his beetle a lot of exercise as it scuttled over the desktop avoiding his wand.
He was going to be armed with his wand - which, just now, felt like nothing more than a narrow strip of wood - against a fifty-foot-high, scaly, spike-ridden, fire-breathing dragon.
He was finding it hard at the moment to decide whether he wanted to be with people or not.
Harry, you’ve got to come and stay with us. I’ll fix it up with Mum and Dad, then I’ll call you. I know how to use a fellytone now — A telephone, Ron, said Hermione. Honestly, you should take Muggle S...
Harry, just go down to the lake tomorrow, right, stick your head in, yell at the merpeople to give back whatever they’ve nicked, and see if they chuck it out. Best you can do, mate.
Harry, I've left a letter telling your aunt and uncle not to worry-- They won't, said Harry. That you're safe-- That'll just depress them. --and you'll see them next summer. Do I have to?
Harry Potter has kindly joined us for my rebirthing party. One might go so far as to call him my guest of honor.
George: I can't see anyone trying to bump off a quidditch team.Fred: Wood might've done the Slytherins if he could've got away with it.
Gavin saw a grave purely as a marker for the place where a corpse was decomposing; a nasty thought, yet people took it into their heads to visit and bring flowers, as though it might yet recover.
Friday was an important day for Harry and Ron. They finally managed to find their way down to the Great Hall without getting lost once.
Fools who wear their hearts proudly on their sleeves, who cannot control their emotions, who wallow in sad memories and allow themselves to be provoked this easily — weak people, in other words...
Famous Harry Potter and all that. I’d hate to see what the Ministry’d do to me if I blew up an aunt. Mind you, they’d have to dig me up first, because Mum would’ve killed me.
Everyone expects me to do as well as the others, but if I do, it’s no big deal, because they did it first.
Don’t ask questions — that was the first rule for a quiet life with the Dursleys.
Dobby is a free elf, and Dobby has come to save Harry Potter and his friends!
Do you—do you think I want to—do you think I give a—I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY! Harry roared.You will, said Dumbledore sadly. Because you are not nearly as mad at me as you ought to be. If you...
Dawn was breaking over the horizon, shell pink and faintly gold...
Curiosity is not a sin.... But we should exercise caution with our curiosity... yes, indeed.
Club motto: Let us win, but if we cannot win, let us break a few heads. Holyhead