Of all the trees we could've hit, we had to get one that hits back.
Ginny!" said Mr. Weasley, flabbergasted. "Haven't I taught you anything? What have I always told you? Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain?
That's chess!" snapped Ron. "You've got to make some sacrifices!
Even if I could, I wouldn't. Scars can come in handy. I have one myself above my left knee that is a perfect map of the London Underground.
I hope you're pleased with yourselves. We could all have been killed - or worse, expelled. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to bed.
Ron: Why spiders? Why couldn't it be "follow the butterflies?
Hagrid: You're a wizard, Harry. Harry: I'm a what?
Ron: [mimicking Hermione] "It's Levi-OOOOH-sa not LevioSAR." She's a nightmare, honestly. It's no wonder she hasn't got any friends!
Ah! Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans! I was unfortunate enough in my youth to come across a vomit-flavored one, and since then I’m afraid I’ve rather lost my liking for them — but I think I’ll be safe with a nice toffee, don’t you?” He ...
If only the hat had mentioned a house for people who felt a bit queasy, that would have been the one for him.
Hagrid looked down at his umbrella and scratched his beard. 'Shouldn'ta lost me temper,' he said ruefully, 'but it didn't work anyway. Meant ter turn him into a pig, but I suppose he was so much like a pig anyway there wasn't much left ter do.
Call him Voldemort, Harry. Always use the proper name for things. Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself.
Because that's what Hermione does,' said Ron, shrugging. 'When in doubt, go to the library.
Ah, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here!
He didn't realize that love as powerful as your mother's for you leaves its own mark.
Everybody finished the song at different times. Dumbledore conducted their last few lines with his wand and when they had finished, he was one of those who clapped loudest. 'Ah music,' he said, wiping his eyes. 'A magic beyond all we do here!
Fred and George, however, found all this very funny. They went out of their way to march ahead of Harry down the corridors, shouting, "Make way for the Heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through ...... Percy was deeply disapproving of th...
—Mm —dijo una vocecita en su oreja—. Difícil Muy difícil. Lleno de valor, lo veo. Tampoco la mente es mala. Hay talento, oh vaya, sí, y una buena disposición para probarse a sí mismo, esto es muy interesante... Entonces, ¿dónde te pondr�...
Honestly, if you were any slower, you’d be going backward.
Fifty?” Harry gasped. “Fifty points each,” said Professor McGonagall, breathing heavily. “Professor — please —” “You can’t —” “Don’t tell me what I can and can’t do, Potter. I’ve never been more ashamed of Gryffindor stu...
Per una mente ben organizzata la morte non é che una nuova, grande avventura
