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I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for.
J.K. Rowling
Alors, Hermione, tu admires toujours autant Lockhart, maintenant? dit Ron ? 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, ça ne te fait plus mal, n'est-ce-pas, Harry?Non, dit Harry. L'ennuie, c'est que ça ne me fait plus rien du tout.
Get up, you useless lump, get up!
Don't forget to give Neville our love!' Ginny told James as she hugged him.'Mum! I can't give a professor !''But you Neville-'James rolled his eyes.'Outside, yeah, but at school he's Professor Longbottom, isn't he? I can't walk into Herbology and give him ....
Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business.
We can see the Divine in each speck of dust, but that doesn't stop us from wiping it away with a wet sponge. The Divine doesn't disappear; it's transformed into the clean surface.
Paulo Coelho
Which only goes to show that the best of us must sometimes eat our words,' Dumbledore went on, smiling.
October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.
I WILL NOT TOLERATE MENTION OF YOUR ABNORMALITY UNDER THIS ROOF!
Never tickle a sleeping dragon.
But Death was cunning.
If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love.
As far as informing the headmaster, Harry had no idea where Dumbledore went during the summer holidays. He amused himself for a moment, picturing Dumbledore, with his long silver beard, full-length wizard's robes, and pointed hat, stretched out on a beach somewhere, rubbing suntan lotion onto his long crooked nose.
By the time she had interpreted Harry's dreams at the top of her voice (all of which, even the ones that involved eating porridge, apparently foretold a gruesome and early death), he was feeling much less sympathetic toward her.
He read the letter again, but could not take in any more meaning than he had done the first time and was reduced to staring at the handwriting itself. She had made her g's the same way he did : he searched through the letter for every one of them, and each felt like a friendly little wave glimpsed from behind a veil. The letter was an incredible treasure, proof that Lily Potter had lived, really lived, that her warm hand had once moved across this parchment, tracing ink into these letters, these words, words about him, Harry, her son.
seperti telah kubuktikan kepadamu, aku bisa membuat kesalahan seperti orang lain. Malah, karena aku -maafkan aku- agak lebih pintar daripada sebagian besar orang, kesalahanku cenderung lebih besar juga.
...but Dumbledore raised his finger for silence, a silence which fell as though he had struck Uncle Vernon dumb.
Who was this women?' asked Harry.'I dunno, some Ministry hag.'Mundungus considered for a moment, brow wrinkled.'Little women. Bow on top of er' head.'He frowned and then added, 'Looked like a toad.'Harry dropped his wand.Harry looked up and saw his own shock reflected in Ron and Hermione's faces. The scars on the back of right hand seemed to be tingling again.
Oh you is a bad elf, Dobby!
I see a light in the kitchen. Let us not deprive Molly any longer of the chance to deplore how thin you are.