harry-potter

You ask me, of all people, how to protect a boy in terrible danger? We cannot protect the young from harm. Pain must and will come.

You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.

How to read "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone"? Why, very quickly, to begin with, and perhaps also to make an end. Why read it? Presumably, if you cannot be persuaded to read anything better, Rowling will have to do.

To pursue wisdom is to live in such a way that one is prepared to face death when it comes. (247)

Second, the reason to embrace and celebrate these novels as the countercultural event that they are is due largely to the subliminal messages delivered by Harry and friends in their stolen wheelbarrows. Readers walk away, maybe a little softer on the occult than they were, but with story-embedded messages: the importance of a pure soul; love's power even over death; about sacrifice and loyalty; a host of images and shadows about Christ and how essential 'right belief' is for personal transformation and victory over internal and external evils.

SCORPIUS: The world changes and we change with it. I am better off in this world. But the world is not better. And I don't want that.

One can never have enough socks

I'm dying!" Malfoy yelled, as the class panicked. "I'm dying, look at me! It's killed me!

The poor things keep calling in those _ those pumbles, I think they're called _ you know, the ones who mend pipes and things _ ""Plumbers?"" _ exactly, yes, but of course they're flummoxed.

No, thanks," said Harry. "The toilet's never had anything as horrible as your head down it_ it might be sick." Then he ran, before Dudley could work out what he'd said.

Wild!" Ron said, twiddling the replay knob on the side. "I can make that old bloke down there pick his nose again... and again... and again...

I WILL NOT TOLERATE MENTION OF YOUR ABNORMALITY UNDER THIS ROOF!

Sure you can manage that broom, Potter?" said a cold, drawling voice.Draco Malfoy had arrived for a closer look, Crabbe and Goyle right behind him."Yeah, reckon so," said Harry casually."Got plenty of special features, hasn't it?" said Malfoy, eyes glittering maliciously. "Shame it doesn't come with a parachute - in case you get too near a Dementor."Crabbe and Goyle sniggered."Pity you can't attach an extra arm to yours, Malfoy," said Harry. "Then it could catch the Snitch for you.

Who's Kreacher?""The house-elf who lives here," said Ron. "Nutter. Never met one like him.""He is not a nutter," said Hermione."His life's ambition is to have his head cut off and stuck up on a plaque like his mother", said Ron. "Is that normal, Hermione?

Yes, my tiara sets off the whole thing nicely," said Auntie Muriel in a rather carrying whisper. "But I must say, Ginevra's dress is far too low-cut."Ginny glanced round, grinning, winked at Harry, then quickly faced the front again.

I see a light in the kitchen. Let us not deprive Molly any longer of the chance to deplore how thin you are.

Beds empty! No note! Car gone _ could have crashed _ out of my mind with worry _ did you care? _ never, as long as I__e lived _ you wait until your father gets home, we never had trouble like this from Bill or Charlie or Percy _""Perfect Percy,_ muttered Fred. ___t seemed to go on for hours. Mrs. Weasley had shouted herself hoarse before she turned on Harry, who backed away.____ very pleased to see you, Harry, dear,_ she said.

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.