Maybe he murdered Myrtle; that would’ve done everyone a favor. . . .
One can never have enough socks
I'm a what?" gasped Harry. "A wizard, o' course," said Hagrid, sitting back down on the sofa, which groaned and sank even lower, "an' a thumpin' good'un I'd say, once yeh've been trained up a bit. With a mum an' dad like yours, what else would yeh be...
Daddy's gone mad, hasn't he?
Alors, Hermione, tu admires toujours autant Lockhart, maintenant? dit Ron à travers le rideau. Si Harry avait eu envie d'être transformé en mollusque, il l'aurait demandé. Tout le monde peut commettre des erreurs, répondit Hermione. D'ailleurs, ...
The Chamber Of Secrets had been opened. Enemies of the heir, beware.
The Chasers throw the Quaffle and put it through the hoops to score,” Harry recited. “So — that’s sort of like basketball on broomsticks with six hoops, isn’t it?” “What’s basketball?” said Wood curiously. “Never mind,” said Har...
El problema es que los humanos tienen el don de elegir precisamente las cosas que son peores para ellos.
I'm not going anywhere!" said Harry fiercely. "One of my best friends is Muggle-born; she'll be first in line if the Chamber really has been opened...
Ce qu'il voyait dépasser de sa manche ressemblait à un gros gant en caoutchouc, couleur chair. Il essayer de remuer ses doigts, mais rien ne se produisit. Lockhart n'avait pas ressoudé les os. Il les avait fait disparaître.
Hay que tener un gran valor para enfrentarse a nuestros enemigos, pero se necesita aún más valor para enfrentarse a nuestros amigos.
—¡Oh, bravo! Oh, sí, oh, muy bien. Bien, bien, bien... Qué curioso... Realmente qué curioso... —Perdón —dijo Harry—. Pero, ¿qué es tan curioso? —Recuerdo cada varita que he vendido, Harry Potter. Cada una de las varitas. Y resulta qu...
Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.
Harry — I think I've just understood something! I've got to go to the library!” And she sprinted away, up the stairs. “ does she understand?” said Harry distractedly, still looking around, trying to tell where the voice had come from. “Load...
Can't stay long, Mother," he said. "I'm up front, the prefects have got two compartments to themselves-" "Oh, are you a prefect, Percy?" said one of the twins, with an air of great surprise. "You should have said something, we had no idea." "Hang on,...
Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march.
Do you mean ter tell me," he growled at the Dursleys, "that this boy—this boy!—knows nothin' abou'—about ANYTHING?" Harry thought this was going a bit far. He had been to school, after all, and his marks weren't bad. "I know some things," he sa...
You haven't got a letter on yours," George observed. "I suppose she thinks you don't forget your name. But we're not stupid-we know we're called Gred and Forge.
Do I look stupid?" snarled Uncle Vernon, a bit of fried egg dangling from his bushy mustache.
Now, you two – this year, you behave yourselves. If I get one more owl telling me you've – you've blown up a toilet or –" "Blown up a toilet? We've never blown up a toilet." "Great idea though, thanks, Mum.
Oh well... I'd just been thinking, if you had died, you'd have been welcome to share my toilet.
