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J. K. Rowling Quotes - Page 16

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And as she jogged out of sight, they could hear her muttering, Tentacula. Devil's Snare. And Snargaluff pods. Yes, I'd like to see Death Eaters fighting those.

And as she jogged out of sight, they could hear her muttering, "Tentacula. Devil's Snare. And Snargaluff pods. Yes, I'd like to see Death Eaters fighting those.

Fighting, Death Eaters, Sight

When we come face-to-face with one down a dark alley, we're going to be having a shufti to see if it's solid, aren't we, we're not going to be asking, 'Excuse me, are you the imprint of a departed soul?

Dark, Soul, Departed

"Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince". Book by J. K. Rowling, July 16, 2005.

Harry, guess what?" said Tonks from her perch on top of the washing machine, and she wiggled her left hand at him; a ring glittered there.

Hands, Left Hand, Machines

J.K. Rowling (2015). “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows”, p.48, Pottermore

Somewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty. And Harry felt, as he had felt about phoenix song before, that the music was inside him, not without: It was his own grief turned magically to song.

Song, Grief, Phoenix

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.

Son, Hands, Friendly

I was ripped from my body, I was less than spirit, less than the meanest ghost . . . but still, I was alive.

Alive, Body, Spirit

Dementors are among the foulest creatures that walk this earth. They infest the darkest, filthiest places, they glory in decay and despair, they drain peace, hope, and happiness out of the air around them. Even Muggles feel their presence, though they can’t see them. Get too near a Dementor and every good feeling, every happy memory will be sucked out of you. If it can, the Dementor will feed on you long enough to reduce you to something like itself — soul-less and evil. You’ll be left with nothing but the worst experiences of your life.

Memories, Air, Long

Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears. "After all this time?" "Always," said Snape.

Love, Eye, Tears

I sometimes find, and I am sure you know the feeling, that I simply have too many thoughts and memories crammed into my mind.

Memories, Feelings, Mind

Why don't you confer with Mr. Finnigan? As I recall, he has a particular proclivity for pyrotechnics.

Professor Mcgonagall, Professors, Particular

"Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2". www.imdb.com. 2011.

Crackers!” said Dumbledore enthusiastically, offering the end of a large silver noisemaker to Snape, who took it reluctantly.

Offering, Silver, Ends

Severus, please fetch me the strongest truth potion you posess, then go down to the kitchen and bring up the house elf called Winky. Minerva, kindly go down to Hagrids house where you will find a large black dog sitting in the pumpkin patch. Take the dog up to my office, tell him I will be with him shortly, then come back here.

Dog, Office, House

Professor,” Harry gasped. “Your bird — I couldn’t do anything — he just caught fire —

Fire, Bird, Professors

J. K. Rowling (1999). “Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets”, Raincoast Books

You think it - wise - to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?" "I would trust Hagrid with my life," said Dumbledore.

Wise, Thinking, Important

J.K. Rowling (2015). “Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone”, p.18, Pottermore

Young people are so infernally convinced that they are absolutely right about everything.

People, Young, Convinced

Your qualifications, your CV, are not your life, though you will meet many people of my age and older who confuse the two. Life is difficult, and complicated, and beyond anyone's control, and the humility to know that will enable you to survive its vicissitudes.

Humility, Two, People

They make a fuss about Hogsmeade, but I assure you, Harry, it's not all it's cracked up to be. All right, the sweetshop's rather good, and Zonko's Joke Shop's frankly dangerous, and yes, the Shrieking Shack is always worth a visit, but really, Harry, apart from that, you're not missing anything.

Missing, Shack, Dangerous

Ah, well, people can be stupid abou' their pets," said Hagrid wisely.

Stupid, People, Pet

He was tall, thin, and very old, judging by the silver of his hair and beard, which were both long enough to tuck into his belt. He was wearing long robes, a purple cloak that swept the ground, and high-heeled, buckled boots. His blue eyes were light, bright, and sparkling behind half-moon spectacles and his nose was very long and crooked, as though it had been broken at least twice. This man's name was Albus Dumbledore.

Eye, Moon, Men

A lemon drop. They're a kind of Muggle sweet I'm rather fond of.

Sweet, Muggles, Kind

You see, I, unlike you, have been made a prefect, which means that I, unlike you, have the power to hand out punishments.” “Yeah,” said Harry, “but you, unlike me, are a git.

Mean, Hands, Punishment

I love you, Hermione,” said Ron, sinking back, rubbing his eyes wearily. Hermione turned faintly pink, but merely said, “Don’t let Lavender hear you saying that.” “I won’t,” said Ron into his hands. “Or maybe I will . . . then she’ll ditch me . . .

Love You, Eye, Hands

Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn't hold with such nonsense.

Perfectly Normal, Numbers, People

J.K. Rowling (2015). “Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone”, p.9, Pottermore

Magic causes as much trouble as it cures.

Magic, Causes, Trouble

In the end, love wins. It does win. We know it wins. When a person dies, love isn’t turned off like a faucet. It is an amazingly resilient part of us.

Winning, Doe, Resilient

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