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Do You Know What I Think, Potter?' Said Snape, Very Quietly. "i Think That You Are A Liar And A Cheat And That You Deserve Detention With Me Every Saturday Until The End Of Term. What Do You Think, Potter?

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Do You Know What I Think, Potter?' Said Snape, Very Quietly. "i Think That You Are A Liar And A Cheat And That You Deserve Detention With Me Every Saturday Until The End Of Term. What Do You Think, Potter?

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Potter! There Are Hundreds Of People Thundering Through My Pub!

That Is The Second Time You Have Spoken Out Of Turn, Miss Granger,” Said Snape Coolly. “five More Points From Gryffindor For Being An Insufferable Know-it-all.

I Know [umbridge] By Reputation And I'm Sure She's No Death Eater-" "she's Foul Enough To Be One..." "yes, But The World Isn't Split Into Good People And Death Eaters.

It Was As Though They Had Been Plunged Into A Fabulous Dream. This, Thought Harry, Was Surely The Only Way To Travel - Past Swirls And Turrets Of Snowy Cloud, In A Car Full Of Hot, Bright Sunlight, With A Fat Pack Of Toffees In The Glove Compartment.

Extraordinary Imagination, Especially In A Witch World. Also Friendship.

Finding Out What You’re Good At, And Doing It To The Best Of Your Ability, Is The Route To Self-respect.

Let Us Step Into The Night And Pursue That Flighty Temptress, Adventure.

Trust Me," He Said. "i Know What I'm Doing... Or At Least" -- He Strolled Confidently To The Door -- "felix Does.

Oh, Shut Up Weatherby.

I Am The Freest Author In The World.

Being Fed, And Having A Soft Bed, And Other People Being In Charge, Seemed The Most Wonderful Prospect In The World At That Moment.

What I Would Most Like To Think They Would Take Away, Is What I Take Away When I Read My Favorite Books. Which Is The Knowledge That There Is Always Somewhere You Can Go, That You Love, And Where You're Safe. And That's How I Feel About My Favorite Books, Wherever I Am, If I've Got That Book With Me, I've Got A Place Where I Can Go And Be Happy. So If That Place Is Hogwarts For Anyone, Then I Couldn't Be More Honored Or Humbled.

What's That Supposed To Be Anyway?" Said Fred Squinting At Dobby's Painting. "looks Like A Gibbon With Two Black Eyes!" "it's Harry," Said George Pointing At The Back Of The Picture. "says So On The Back." "good Likeness," Said Fred Grinning. Harry Threw His New Homework Diary At Him.

Does It Hurt?" The Childish Question Had Escaped Harry's Lips Before He Could Stop It. "dying? Not At All," Said Sirius. "quicker And Easier Than Falling Asleep.

The Presence Of Hundreds Of Books Had Finally Convinced Hermione That What They Were Doing Was Right.

Sirius — It’s Me . . . It’s Peter . . . Your Friend . . . You Wouldn’t . . .” Black Kicked Out And Pettigrew Recoiled. “there’s Enough Filth On My Robes Without You Touching Them,” Said Black.

Professor Kettleburn, Our Care Of Magical Creatures Teacher, Retired At The End Of Last Year In Order To Enjoy More Time With His Remaining Limbs.

I've Never Wanted To Be A Witch, But An Alchemist, Now That's A Different Matter. To Invent This Wizard World, I've Learned A Ridiculous Amount About Alchemy. Perhaps Much Of It I'll Never Use In The Books, But I Have To Know In Detail What Magic Can And Cannot Do In Order To Set The Parameters And Establish The Stories' Internal Logic.

We Slytherins Are Brave, Yes, But Not Stupid. For Instance, Given The Choice, We Will Always Choose To Save Our Own Necks.

Devil’s Snare, Devil’s Snare . . . What Did Professor Sprout Say? — It Likes The Dark And The Damp —” “so Light A Fire!” Harry Choked. “yes — Of Course — But There’s No Wood!” Hermoine Cried, Wringing Her Hands. “have You Gone Mad?” Ron Bellowed. “are You A Witch Or Not?

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.

The Sky Outside The Window Was Changing Rapidly From Deep, Velvety Blue To Cold, Steely Gray And Then, Slowly, To Pink Shot With Gold.

He Was Slumped In The Back, Gazing Out Of The Window, As Though His Parents Were Two People Who Had Picked Him Up Hitchhiking, Connected To Him Merely By Chance And Proximity.

You Will Never Truly Know Yourself Or The Strength Of Your Relationships Until Both Have Been Tested By Adversity.

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Tessa Was Convinced That It Was A Lie, And Also That Everything She Had Done In Her Life, Telling Herself That It Was For The Best, Had Been No More Than Blind Selfishness, Generating Confusion And Mess All Around. But Who Could Bear To Know Which Stars Were Already Dead, She Thought, Blinking Up At The Night Sky; Could Anybody Stand To Know They All Were?

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