There’s the silver lining I’m looking for.
Minerva, kindly go to Hagrid’s house, where you will find a large black dog sitting in the pumpkin patch. Take the dog to my office, tell him I will be with him shortly, then come back here.
He dreamed of London and of a life that mattered.
The only reason to delay at this point was because the immediate prospect was so deeply uninviting.
Vot is the point of being an international Quidditch player if all the good-looking girls are taken?
Madam Pince, our librarian, tells me that it is ‘pawed about, dribbled on, and generally maltreated’ nearly everyday – a high compliment for any book.
Dumbledore raised his finger for silence, a silence which fell as though he had struck Uncle Vernon dumb.
My parents, both of whom came from impoverished backgrounds and neither of whom had been to college, took the view that my overactive imagination was an amusing personal quirk that would never pay a mortgage, or secure a pension.
Every time he tried to reconstruct the internal arguments that had led to his decision, they sounded feebler to him.
Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs,” sighed George, patting the heading of the map. “We owe them so much.” “Noble men, working tirelessly to help a new generation of law-breakers,” said Fred solemnly.
Rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.
Yeah, but coming from Dudley that’s like “I love you.
And now a chill settled over them where they stood, and Harry heard the rasping breath of the dementors that patrolled the outer trees. They would not affect him now. The fact of his own survival burned inside him, a talisman against them, as though his father’s stag kept guardian in his heart.
Oh, he knows how to play, little bitty baby Potter.
Another ten points from Gryffindor,” said Snape. “I would expect nothing more sophisticated from you, Ronald Weasley, the boy so solid he cannot Apparate half an inch across a room.
Pilihan kitalah Harry yang menunjukkan orang seperti apa sebenarnya kita, lebih dari kemampuan kita...
In dreams, we enter a world that’s entirely our own.
Trust me,” he said. “I know what I’m doing... or at least” – he strolled confidently to the door – “Felix does.
The truth is always easier than a lie or an evasion – easier to deal with and easier to live with.
There. Maybe if you’re lucky, you’ll get a scar! That’s what you want, isn’t it?