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There are some wits, Retorts, cheeks along with sarcasm..SORCERER'S STONE:You may beat Harry physically by punching him Dudley, but you can't beat him verbally."They stuff people's heads down the toilet the first day at Stonewall," he told Harry. "Want to come upstairs and practice?""No, thanks," said Harry. "The poor 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.-Harry.Aunt petunia didn't catch the sarcasm.. LolThere was a horrible smell in the kitchen the next morning when Harry went in for breakfast. It seemed to be coming from a large metal tub in the sink. He went to have a look. The tub was full of what looked like dirty rags swimming in gray water."What's this?" he asked Aunt Petunia. Her lips tightened as they always did if he dared to ask a question."Your new school uniform," she said.Harry looked in the bowl again."Oh," he said, "I didn't realize it had to be so wet."-Harry.I don't know whether Harry is being sarcastic here or not, but I found it sarcastic :p"What's that?" said one of the twins suddenly, pointing at Harry's lightning scar."Blimey," said the other twin. "Are you…”"He is," said the first twin."Aren't you?" he added to Harry."What?" said Harry."Harry Potter, "chorused the twins."Oh, him," said Harry. "I mean, yes, I am."-Harry.Percy - The p'er'fect"Can't stay long, Mother," he said."I'm up front, the prefects have got two compartments to themselves --""Oh, are you a prefect, Percy?" said one of the twins, with an air of great surprise."You should have said something, we had no idea.""Hang on, I think I remember him saying something about it," said the other twin."Once --""Or twice --""A minute --""All summer --"-Twins.I daresay, Planting such an idea in the twins mind isn't a good idea"Now, you two -- this year, you behave yourselves. If I get one more owl telling me you've -- you've blown up a toilet or --" "Blown up a toilet? We've never blown up a toilet.""Great idea though, thanks, Mom."A whistle sounded. Their younger sister began to cry."Don't, Ginny, we'll send you loads of owls.""We'll send you a Hogwarts toilet seat.""George!"-Twins.You seem to have touched his nerve, Harry"I don't know," said Harry quietly. "I think Hermione does, though, why don't you try her?""Sit down," Snape said to Hermione."And a point will be taken from Gryffindor House for your cheek, Potter."-Harry.Never mess with peeves"Which way did they go, Peeves?" Filch was saying."Quick, tell me.""Say 'please."'"Don't mess with me, Peeves, now where did they go?""Shan't say nothing if you don't say please," said Peeves in his annoying singsong voice."All right -please.""NOTHING! Ha haaa! Told you I wouldn't say nothing if you didn't say please! Ha ha! Haaaaaa!"And they heard the sound of Peeves whooshing away and Filch cursing in rage.-Peeves.Thug life"Potter's been sent a broomstick, Professor," said Malfoy quickly."Yes, yes, that's right," said Professor Flitwick, beaming at Harry."Professor McGonagall told me all about the special circumstances, Potter. And what model is it?""A Nimbus Two Thousand, sir," said Harry, fighting not to laugh at the look of horror on Malfoy's face."And it's really thanks to Malfoy here that I've got it," he added.-Harry.Hermione can be sarcastic sometimes too.."I'm going to play," he told Ron and Hermione."If I don't, all the Slytherins will think I'm just too scared to face Snape. I'll show them... it'll really wipe the smiles off their faces if we win.""Just as long as we're not wiping you off the field," said Hermione.-Hermione.Even brightest witch of her age would lose her head sometimes.."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!" Hermione cried, wringing her hands."HAVE YOU GONE MAD?" Ron bellowed. "ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT?""Oh, right!" said Hermione."Lucky you pay attention in Herbology, Hermione," said Harry as he joined her by the wall, wiping sweat off his face."Yeah," said Ron, "and lucky Harry doesn't lose his head in a crisis -'there's no wood,' honestly."-Ron.CHAMBER OF SECRETS:Harry, you clever boy..Dudley, who was so large his bottom drooped over either side of the kitchen chair, grinned and turned to Harry.“Pass the frying pan.”“You’ve forgotten the magic word,” said Harry irritably.The effect of this simple sentence on the rest of the family was incredible“I meant ‘please’!” said Harry quickly. “I didn’t mean —”-HarryWow Dudley! How clever of you!“I know what day it is,” Dudley repeated, coming right up to him.“Well done,” said Harry. “So you’ve finally learned the days of the week.”“Today’s your birthday,” sneered Dudley.-Harry.hahaha“Petunia!” roared Uncle Vernon. “He’s getting away! HE’S GETTING AWAY!”Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley were all hanging, dumbstruck, out of Harry’s window.“See you next summer!” Harry yelled.-Harry.Watch out whom you are talking to. Weasley is our king. How dare you to insult him!“Out of the way, there,” he snarled at Ron, moving back to get a better shot. “This is for the Daily Prophet —”“Big deal,” said Ron-Ron.That’s obvious Professor Snape. We are in deep trouble now, boys.“Hang on …” Harry muttered to Ron. “There’s an empty chair at the staff table. … Where’s Snape?”“Maybe he’s ill!” said Ron hopefully.“Maybe he’s left,” said Harry, “because he missed out on the Defense Against the Dark Arts job again!”“Or he might have been sacked!” said Ron enthusiastically. “I mean, everyone hates him —”“Or maybe,” said a very cold voice right behind them, “he’s waiting to hear why you two didn’t arrive on the school train.”-SnapeTrue that. You gotta listen to him professor..“I noticed, in my search of the park, that considerable damage seems to have been done to a very valuable Whomping Willow,” Snape went on.“That tree did more damage to us than we —” Ron blurted out.-RonHmmmmmm“Write home for another one,” Harry suggested as the wand let off a volley of bangs like a firecracker.“Oh, yeah, and get another Howler back,” said Ron, stuffing the now hissing wand into his bag. “ ‘It’s your own fault your wand got snapped —’ ”-RonRight you are, Ron“Rubbish,” said Hermione. “You’ve read his(Lockhart’s) books — look at all those amazing things he’s done —”“He says he’s done,” Ron muttered.-RonOh come on Hermione! come off itHermione, however, said in a voice somewhat higher than usual, “I think you’re being a bit unfair. Professor Dumbledore obviously thought he(lockhart) was the best man for the job —”“He was the on’y man for the job,” said Hagrid-Hagrid.Go on Hagrid, we want to see Harry going red ;)“Harry,” said Hagrid abruptly as though struck by a sudden thought. “Gotta bone ter pick with yeh. I’ve heard you’ve bin givin’ out signed photos. How come I haven’t got one?”.....“That’s what yer little sister said,” said Hagrid, nodding at Ron. “Met her jus’ yesterday looked sideways at Harry, his beard twitching. “Said she was jus’ lookin’ round the grounds, but I reckon she was hopin’ she might run inter someone else at my house.” He winked at Harry. “If yeh ask me, she wouldn’ say no ter a signed —“Oh, shut up,” said Harry.-HagridStinking Slytherin (no offense though)“We can add that to the list of questions we’ll ask him when we’ve taken the Polyjuice Potion,” said Harry, sinking back onto his pillows. “I hope it tastes better than this stuff. …”“If it’s got bits of Slytherins in it? You’ve got to be joking,” said Ron.-Ron‘Frustrated’ Ron. I can understand your feelings Ron“Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape,” said Lockhart, flashing a wide smile. “He tells me he knows a tiny little bit about dueling himself and has sportingly agreed to help me with a short demonstration before we begin. Now, I don’t want any of you youngsters to worry — you’ll still have your Potions master when I’m through with him, never fear!”“Wouldn’t it be good if they finished each other off?” Ron muttered in Harry’s ear.-RonHehehe“As you see, we are holding our wands in the accepted combative position,” Lockhart told the silent crowd. “On the count of three, we will cast our first spells. Neither of us will be aiming to kill, of course.”“I wouldn’t bet on that,” Harry murmured, watching Snape baring his teeth-Harry.Someone’s having funFred and George shouting, “Make way for the Heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through. …”“Oh, get out of the way, Percy,” said Fred. “Harry’s in a hurry.”“Yeah, he’s off to the Chamber of Secrets for a cup of tea with his fanged servant,” said GeorgePoor Ginny, expecting such a huge things from your twin brothers, isn’t it stupid?“It’s that Ravenclaw prefect, Penelope Clearwater,” said Ginny. “That’s who he was writing to all last summer. He’s been meeting her all over the school in secret. I walked in on them kissing in an empty classroom one day. He was so upset when she was — you know — attacked. You won’t tease him, will you?” she added anxiously.“Wouldn’t dream of it,” said Fred, who was looking like his birthday had come early.“Definitely not,” said George, sniggering.-Twins.PRISONER OF AZKABAN :Overdosage“I see,” said Aunt Marge. “Do they use the cane at St.Brutus’s, boy?” she barked across the table.“Yes,” said Harry. Then, feeling he might as well do the thing properly, he added, “all the time.”“Excellent,” said Aunt Marge. “ Have you been beaten often?”“Oh, yeah,” said Harry, “loads of times.”-Harry.Aptly said Ron ;)“But it’ll be fascinating to study them from the wizarding point of view,” said Hermione earnestly.“Are you planning to eat or sleep at all this year, Hermione?” asked Harry, while Ron sniggered. Hermione ignored them.“I’ve still got ten Galleons,” she said, checking her purse. “It’s my birthday in September, and Mum and Dad gave me some money to get myself an early birthday present.”“How about a nice book?” said Ron innocently.-Ron & HarryGred & Forge, spare the HEADBOY at least. After all, he is your BIG brother“Hello, Percy,” said Harry, trying not to laugh.“I hope you’re well?” said Percy pompously, shaking hands. It was rather like being introduced to the mayor.“Very well, thanks —”“Harry!” said Fred, elbowing Percy out of the way and bowing deeply. “Simply splendid to see you, old boy — ”“Marvelous,” said George, pushing Fred aside and seizing Harry’s hand in turn. “Absolutely spiffing.”Percy scowled.“That’s enough, now,” said Mrs. Weasley.“Mum!” said Fred as though he’d only just spotted her and seizing her hand too. “How really corking to see you —”&“How’re we getting to King’s Cross tomorrow, Dad?” asked Fred.“The Ministry’s providing a couple of cars,” said Mr.Weasley.“Why?” said Percy curiously.“It’s because of you, Perce,” said George seriously. “And there’ll be little flags on the hoods, with HB on them —”“— for Humongous Bighead,” said Fred.-Twins.True though but not altogether. :pShe finally lowered them to say, “Sirius Black escaped to come after you? Oh, Harry … you’ll have to be really, really careful. Don’t go looking for trouble, Harry —”“I don’t go looking for trouble,” said Harry, nettled. “Trouble usually finds me.”-Harry.Ohoooo!!! Fine!!“Right, you’ve got a crooked sort of cross …” Harry consulted Unfogging the Future. “That means you’re going to have ‘trials and suffering’ — sorry about that— but there’s a thing that could be the sun … hang on … that means ‘great happiness’ … so you’re going to suffer but be very happy. …”“You need your Inner Eye tested, if you ask me,” said Ron, and they both had to stifle their laughs-RonHmm……No comments.“The Grim, my dear, the Grim!” cried Professor Trelawney, who looked shocked that Harry hadn’t understood. “The giant, spectral dog that haunts churchyards! My dear boy, it is an omen — the worst omen — of death!”“I don’t think it looks like a Grim,” Hermione said flatly.“It looks like a Grim if you do this,” Seamus finnigan said, with his eyes almost shut, “but it looks more like a donkey from here,” he said, leaning to the left.“When you’ve all finished deciding whether I’m going to die or not!” said Harry.-Harry.Damn!! So, no excuses to escape homework, Harry“Please, Professor, we’ve just had our first Divination class, and we were reading the tea leaves, and —”“Ah, of course,” said Professor McGonagall, suddenly frowning. “There is no need to say any more, Miss Granger. Tell me, which of you will be dying this year?”Tell me, which of you will be dying this year?”“Me,” said Harry, finally.She stopped again, and then said, in a very matter-of-fact tone, “You look in excellent health to me, Potter, so you will excuse me if I don’t let you off homework today. I assure you that if you die, you need not hand it in.”-McGonagallSorry Hagrid, but Malfoy has got a point.“Hasn’ — hasn’ anyone bin able ter open their books?” said Hagrid, looking crestfallen.“Yeh’ve got ter stroke ’em,” said Hagrid, as though this was the most obvious thing in the world. “Look — ”“Oh, how silly we’ve all been!” Malfoy sneered. “We should have stroked them! Why didn’t we guess!”“I — I thought they were funny,” Hagrid said uncertainly to Hermione.“Oh, tremendously funny!” said Malfoy. “Really witty, giving us books that try and rip our hands off!”-Draco.Hehehe, No, Ron, but only nine and three quarters.“He seems like a very good teacher,” said Hermione approvingly. “But I wish I could have had a turn with the boggart —”“What would it have been for you?” said Ron, sniggering. “A piece of homework that only got nine out of ten?”-Ron.OMG! Is that even possible for Fred weasley to be jealous!!!!? I can’t believe this“He’s that tall, good-looking one, isn’t he?” said Angelina.“Strong and silent,” said Katie, and they started to giggle again.“He’s only silent because he’s too thick to string two words together,” said Fred impatiently.-Fred.Offo. But best cheek Ron.“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.”Ron, who told Hermione she was a know-it-all at least twice a week, said loudly, “You asked us a question and she knows the answer! Why ask if you don’t want to be told?”“Detention, Weasley,” Snape said silkilyBanter between two women is always hilarious“ where is dear Professor Lupin?”asked Professor Trelawney.“I’m afraid the poor fellow is ill again,” said Dumbledore.“But surely you already knew that, Sibyll?” said Professor McGonagall, her eyebrows raised.“Certainly I knew, Minerva,” she said quietly. “But one does not parade the fact that one is All-Knowing. I frequently act as though I am not possessed of the Inner Eye, so as not to make others nervous.”“That explains a great deal,” said Professor McGonagall tartly.“If you must know, Minerva, I have seen that poor Professor Lupin will not be with us for very long. He seems aware, himself, that his time is short. He positively fled when I offered to crystal gaze for him — ”“Imagine that,” said Professor McGonagall dryly.*And one more from the same scene*“My dears! Which of you left his seat first? Which?”“Dunno,” said Ron, looking uneasily at Harry.“I doubt it will make much difference,” said Professor McGonagall coldly, “unless a mad axe-man is waiting outside the doors to slaughter the first into the entrance hall.”-McGonagall.Excellent retort, Harry. He can’t catch the snitch with dozen more arms even. Better mind your business, Malfoy. Why do you keep butting in?“Sure you can manage that broom, Potter?” said a cold, drawling voice.“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.”“Pity you can’t attach an extra arm to yours, Malfoy,” said Harry. “Then it could catch the Snitch for you.”-Harry.Oh No!! Oliver wants the quidditch cup so badly.“HARRY, THIS IS NO TIME TO BE A GENTLEMAN!” Wood roared as Harry swerved to avoid a collision. “KNOCK HER OFF HER BROOM IF YOU HAVE TO!”-Oliver.Right you are, Hagrid. But there is something you must know too. “Monsters don’t make good pets, Hagrid.”“If she’d just get rid of that cat, I’d speak to her again!” Ron said angrily. “But she’s still sticking up for it! It’s a maniac, and she won’t hear a word against it!”“Ah, well, people can be a bit stupid abou’ their pets,” said Hagrid.-Hagrid.Beware of the Ghosts!Malfoy’s head jerked forward as the mud hit him; his silver-blond hair was suddenly dripping in muck.“What the — ?”“What was that? Who did that?”“Very haunted up here, isn’t it?” said Ron, with the air of one commenting on the weather.Yeah, Malfoy is *sick*.“Mr. Malfoy states that he was standing talking to Weasley, when a large amount of mud hit him in the back of the head. How do you think that could have happened?”“I don’t know, Professor.“Mr. Malfoy then saw an extraordinary apparition. Can you imagine what it might have been, Potter?”“No,” said Harry, now trying to sound innocently curious.“It was your head, Potter. Floating in midair.”“Maybe he’d better go to Madam Pomfrey,” said Harry. “If he’s seeing things like —”-Harry.As if you set much store by rules, Snape. I mean,Slytherins have certain disregard for rules. The pot calling the kettle black.“My dad didn’t strut,” said Harry, before he could stop himself. “And neither do I.”“Your father didn’t set much store by rules either,” Snape went on, pressing his advantage, his thin face full of malice. “Rules were for lesser mortals, not Quidditch Cup-winners. His head was so swollen —”“SHUT UP!”Attitude matters!“My dear … ,” Professor Trelawney breathed, gazing up at Harry. “It is here, plainer than ever before … my dear, stalking toward you, growing ever closer … the Gr —”“Oh, for goodness’ sake!” said Hermione loudly. “Not that ridiculous Grim again!”“I don’t remember ever meeting a student whose mind was so hopelessly mundane.”“Fine!” said Hermione suddenly, getting up and cramming Unfogging the Future back into her bag. “Fine!” she repeated, swinging the bag over her shoulder and almost knocking Ron off his chair. “I give up! I’m leaving!”How impressive Ron! when did you take leaf out of Hermione’s book?“No,” said Hermione shortly. “Have either of you seen my copy of Numerology and Gramatica?”“Oh, yeah, I borrowed it for a bit of bedtime reading,” said Ron-Ron.Vengeance is sweet.“All right, then,” Black said, without taking his eyes off the rat. “Tell them whatever you like. But make it quick, Remus. I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for. …”-SiriusFilthy toerag“Sirius — it’s me … it’s Peter … your friend … you wouldn’t …”“There’s enough filth on my robes without you touching them,” said Black.-Sirius.Huh!“And does my evidence count for nothing?” snarled Snape. “Peter Pettigrew was not in the Shrieking Shack, nor did I see any sign of him on the grounds.”“That was because you were knocked out, Professor!” said Hermione earnestly.-Hermione.Well done, buckbeak.“Someone untied him!” the executioner was snarling. “We should search the grounds, the forest —”“Macnair, if Buckbeak has indeed been stolen, do you really think the thief will have led him away on foot?” said Dumbledore, still sounding amused. “Search the skies, if you will. … Hagrid, I could do with a cup of tea. Or a large brandy.”-Dumbledore.Ha! Sounds interesting!//About DADA teacher//“Wonder what they’ll give us next year?” said Seamus Finnigan gloomily.“Maybe a vampire,” suggested Dean Thomas hopefully.-Dean.Hahaha!“I went to see Professor McGonagall this morning, just before breakfast. I’ve decided to drop Muggle Studies.”“But you passed your exam with three hundred and twenty percent!” said Ron.-Ron.I don't blame you, Ron. After all that happened, it's better to clarify.“Keep him?” he said uncertainly. He looked closely at the owl for a moment; then, to Harry’s and Hermione’s great surprise, he held him out for Crookshanks to sniff.“What do’you reckon?” Ron asked the cat. “Definitely an owl?”Crookshanks purred.“That’s good enough for me,” said Ron happily. “He’s mine.”-Ron.GOBLET OF FIRE:More than enough!"Look at this," he growled.Every bit of letter was covered in stamps except for a square inch on the front, into which Mrs. Weasley had squeezed the Dursleys' address in minute writing."She did put enough stamps on, then," said Harry-Harry.Intellectual blackmail“You’re — you’re writing to him, are you?” said Uncle Vernon, in a would-be calm voice — but Harry had seen the pupils of his tiny eyes contract with sudden fear.“Well — yeah,” said Harry, casually. “It’s been a while since he heard from me, and, you know, if he doesn’t, he might start thinking something’s wrong.”-Harry.Dudley is obviously starving.“That was an excellent breakfast, wasn’t it?” said Harry. “I feel really full, don’t you?”Laughing at the astonished look on Dudley’s face, Harry took the stairs three at a time-Harry.LOL!“What are we doing here? Has something gone wrong?”“Oh no, Ron,” came Fred’s voice, very sarcastically. “No, this is exactly where we wanted to end up.”“Yeah, we’re having the time of our lives here,” said George, whose voice sounded muffled, as though he was squashed against the wall.-Twins.But Mom will always be Mom“… with a horrible great fang on it. Really, Bill, what do they say at the bank?”“Mum, no one at the bank gives a damn how I dress as long as I bring home plenty of treasure,” said Bill patiently.-Bill.Pranksters“Well, I certainly don’t,” said Percy sanctimoniously. “I shudder to think what the state of my in-tray would be if I was away from work for five days.”“Yeah, someone might slip dragon dung in it again, eh, Perce?” said Fred.“That was a sample of fertilizer from Norway!” said Percy, going very red in the face. “It was nothing personal!”“It was,” Fred whispered to Harry as they got up from the table. “We sent it.”-Twins.Mhmmpf! Hmpf! Ooof!“Mr. Crouch?” said Percy, suddenly abandoning his look of poker-stiff disapproval and positively writhing with excitement. “He speaks over two hundred! Mermish and Gobbledegook and Troll …”“Anyone can speak Troll,” said Fred dismissively. “All you have to do is point and grunt.”-Fred.He vos making fun of you, Fudge. Bulgarian minister: 1 Fudge: 0“Vell, ve fought bravely,” said a gloomy voice behind Harry. He looked around; it was the Bulgarian Minister of Magic.“You can speak English!” said Fudge, sounding outraged. “And you’ve been letting me mime everything all day!”“Vell, it vos very funny,” said the Bulgarian minister, shrugging.Comeback!“You’re not by any chance writing out a new order form, are you?” said Mrs. Weasley shrewdly. “You wouldn’t be thinking of restarting Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes, by any chance?”“Now, Mum,” said Fred, looking up at her, a pained look on his face. “If the Hogwarts Express crashed tomorrow, and George and I died, how would you feel to know that the last thing we ever heard from you was an unfounded accusation?”-Fred.Nosy Af“We saw him right up close, as well,” said Ron. “We were in the Top Box —”“For the first and last time in your life, Weasley.“Don’t remember asking you to join us, Malfoy,” said Harry coolly.-Harry.Hahaha! No one can cheat hunger“You’re eating again, I notice,” said Ron, watching Hermione adding liberal amounts of jam to her toast too.“I’ve decided there are better ways of making a stand about elf rights,” said Hermione haughtily.“Yeah … and you were hungry,” said Ron, grinning.-RonHermione, you should know when to keep your voice down“But — but you said it’s illegal, Professor,” said Hermione uncertainly as Moody cleared away the desks with a sweep of his wand, leaving a large clear space in the middle of the room. “You said — to use it against another human was —”“Dumbledore wants you taught what it feels like,” said Moody, his magical eye swiveling onto Hermione and fixing her with an eerie, unblinking stare. “If you’d rather learn the hard way — when someone’s putting it on you so they can control you completely — fine by me. You’re excused. Off you go.”-Barty crouch jr/ Moody.Why so angry, guys! He’s your ickle Ronnie after all…..“Who’s avoiding you?” said Ron, sitting down next to them.“Wish you would,” said Fred, looking irritated at the interruption.“What’s a bummer?” Ron asked George.“Having a nosy git like you for a brother,” said George.Trying hard to hold back your frustration eh, Harry?“It’s amazing, isn’t it, Harry?” said Colin, starting to speak the moment Harry had closed the dungeon door behind him. “Isn’t it, though? You being champion?”“Yeah, really amazing,” said Harry heavily as they set off toward the steps into the entrance hall. “What do they want photos for, Colin?”“The Daily Prophet, I think!”“Great,” said Harry dully. “Exactly what I need. More publicity.”-Harry.Everything has a limit. We are really fed-up with your threats, Professor. Let him die in peace at least!Professor Trelawney, who spent half the lesson telling everyone that the position of Mars with relation to Saturn at that moment meant that people born in July were in great danger of sudden, violent deaths.“Well, that’s good,” said Harry loudly, his temper getting the better of him, “just as long as it’s not drawn-out. I don’t want to suffer.”-Harry.He may seem like a kid to you, but he knows where to draw the line.“Congratulations, Harry!” she said, beaming at him. “I wonder if you could give me a quick word? How you felt facing that dragon? How you feel now, about the fairness of the scoring?”“Yeah, you can have a word,” said Harry savagely. “Good-bye.”-Harry.HeHeHe! No Ron, it’s being realistic.“Harry’s got a long way to go before he finishes this tournament,” she said seriously. “If that was the first task, I hate to think what’s coming next.”“Right little ray of sunshine, aren’t you?” said Ron. “You and Professor Trelawney should get together sometime.”-Ron.Bleady ended skrewts“Hagrid’s been in loads of trouble before, and Dumbledore’s never sacked him,” said Ron consolingly. “Worst that can happen is Hagrid’ll have to get rid of the skrewts. Sorry … did I say worst? I meant best.”-Ron.Solemnly!“Percy wouldn’t recognize a joke if it danced naked in front of him wearing Dobby’s tea cozy.”-Ron.Wow! The pair( george-pig) would look great ;)“Ron, can we borrow Pigwidgeon?” George asked.“No, he’s off delivering a letter,” said Ron. “Why?”“Because George wants to invite him to the ball,” said Fred sarcastically.-Fred.Got a taste of your own medicine, guys??“Because — oh shut up laughing, you two — because they’ve both just been turned down by girls they asked to the ball!” said Ginny.Anything for stories?? Try fiction, you could give Rowling run for her money, Rita!"Trying to ruin someone else's life?" said Harry loudly.A few people looked around. Rita Skeeter's eyes widened behind her jeweled spectacles as she saw who had spoken."Harry!" she said, beaming. "How lovely! Why don't you come and join- ?""I wouldn't come near you with a ten-foot broomstick," said Harry furiously.-Harry.Honoured?? In what way, Harry!? :D“Have you been spying on him too?” said Harry indignantly. “What d’you do, sneak up here in the evenings to watch the prefects take baths?”“Sometimes,” said Myrtle, rather slyly, “but I’ve never come out to speak to anyone before.”“I’m honored,” said Harry darkly. “You keep your eyes shut!”Duh!“I merely thought,” said Snape, in a voice of forced calm, “that if Potter was wandering around after hours again … it’s an unfortunate habit of his … he should be stopped. For — for his own safety.”“Ah, I see,” said Moody softly. “Got Potter’s best interests at heart, have you?”-Barty Crouch jr/fake moody.Well, she was kinda right“But I had my wand hidden up my sleeve,” he assured Padma Patil, who seemed to be a lot keener on Ron now that he was getting so much attention and was making a point of talking to him every time they passed in the corridors. “I could’ve taken those mer-idiots any time I wanted.”“What were you going to do, snore at them?” said Hermione waspishly.-Hermione.Well, yeah, why should they worry if they have mobile library with them“Aren’t you two ever going to read Hogwarts, A History?”“What’s the point?” said Ron. “You know it by heart, we can just ask you.”-Ron.Blimey, that’s one big woman“We were just talking about the night when Mr. Crouch turned up on the grounds,” said Fudge. “It was you who found him, was it not?”“Yes,” said Harry. Then, feeling it was pointless to pretend that he hadn’t overheard what they had been saying, he added, “I didn’t see Madame Maxime anywhere, though, and she’d have a job hiding, wouldn’t she?”-Harry.That Skeeter cow writes shit. You, of all, must have got a best measure of her, minister.“You are prepared to believe that Lord Voldemort has returned, on the word of a lunatic murderer, and a boy who … well …”“You’ve been reading Rita Skeeter, Mr. Fudge,” he said quietly.-Harry.ORDER OF THE PHOENIX:Yes, Uncle Vernon. Don’t you know??“Listening to the news ! Again?”“Well, it changes every day, you see,” saidHarry.-Harry.Harry has a Knack of attracting trouble, that too, of greater affinity.“We’re not stupid, you know,” said Uncle Vernon.“Well, that’s news to me,” said Harry, his temper rising.But sorry uncle vernon, it’s unlikely to happen.“I’ve got to go to a hearing,” said Harry.“And they’ll sentence you there?”“I suppose so.”“I won’t give up hope, then,” said Uncle Vernon nastily.Strange to get introduced to the known stranger!“Professor Moody?” he said uncertainly.“I don’t know so much about ‘Professor,’ ” growled the voice, “never got round to much teaching, did I? Get down here, we want to see you properly.”That’s true though. That will definitely depress them“Harry, I’ve left a letter telling your aunt and uncle not to worry —”“They won’t,” said Harry.“That you’re safe —”“That’ll just depress them.”“— and you’ll see them next summer.”You aren’t holey yet, George. You can perfectly hear.“Kreacher did not see Young Master,” he said, turning around and bowing to Fred. Still facing the carpet, he added, perfectly audibly, “Nasty little brat of a blood traitor it is.”“Sorry?” said George. “Didn’t catch that last bit.”Hmmmm!!!!“Kreacher is cleaning,” the elf repeated. “Kreacher lives to serve the noble house of Black —”“— and it’s getting blacker every day, it’s filthy,” said Sirius.No, Trouble-makers :p“I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it! Oh, Ron, how wonderful! A prefect! That’s everyone in the family!”“What are Fred and I, next-door neighbors?” said George indignantly.Oho!! Aha!! We didn’t know that.“Had a good summer, Luna?” Ginny asked.“Yes,” said Luna dreamily, without taking her eyes off Harry. “Yes, it was quite enjoyable, you know. You’re Harry Potter,” she added.“I know I am,” said Harry.Get lost, git“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, so get out and leave us alone.”Good for you, Parvati or else you’d be laughed at.“I am very much looking forward to getting to know you all, and I’m sure we’ll be very good friends!”“I’ll be her friend as long as I don’t have to borrow that cardigan,” Parvati whispered to Lavender, and both of them lapsed into silent giggles.I feel you, Harry. Easier said than done, Hermione.“And Harry said it last night,” retorted Ron, “if that means we’re supposed to get matey with the Slytherins, fat chance.”“Well, I think it’s a pity we’re not trying for a bit of inter-House unity,” said Hermione crossly.They caught sight of Harry and hurried to form a tighter group, as though frightened he might attack stragglers.“Yeah, we really ought to be trying to make friends with people like that,” said Harry sarcastically.Is it crunchy, professor? (I mean, the conversation)“Is it true that you shouted at Professor Umbridge?”“Yes,” said Harry.“You called her a liar?”“Yes.”“You told her He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is back?”“Yes.”Professor McGonagall sat down behind her desk, frowning at Harry. Then she said, “Have a biscuit, Potter.”“Have — what?”“Have a biscuit,” she repeated impatiently.Haa, so, wood would never really leave Hogwarts as long as Griffindor quidditch team exists.“You know what?” Harry said to Ron and Hermione as they entered the Great Hall. “I think we’d better check with Puddlemere United whether Oliver Wood’s been killed during a training session, because she(Angelina) seems to be channeling his spirit.”Ohh, Harry, I don’t think so. I know you’re just being sarcastic here.“Harry, I’m sure Dumbledore would want to be bothered by this —”“Yeah,” said Harry, before he could stop himself, “that’s the only bit of me Dumbledore cares about, isn’t it, my scar?”Wait, What?“Well,” he said, trying to sound as though he found the whole thing a joke, “if you want to — er — what is it?” (He checked Percy’s letter.) “Oh yeah — ‘sever ties’ with me, I swear I won’t get violent.”He isn’t rude though, he’s just hot-headed :p“Hermione, you are honestly the most wonderful person I’ve ever met,” said Ron weakly, “and if I’m ever rude to you again —”“— I’ll know you’re back to normal,” said Hermione.Hahaa! That was kinda true.“So top grade’s O for ‘Outstanding,’ ” she was saying, “and then there’s A —”“No, E,” George corrected her, “E for ‘Exceeds Expectations.’ And I’ve always thought Fred and I should’ve got E in everything, because we exceeded expectations just by turning up for the exams.”Yeah, that too with a strong smell of Garlic, Harry :/“Yeah, Quirrell was a great teacher,” said Harry loudly, “there was just that minor drawback of him having Lord Voldemort sticking out of the back of his head.”She’s not the one to mess with, Dolores.“I was just wondering, Professor, whether you received my note telling you of the date and time of your inspec —”“Obviously I received it, or I would have asked you what you are doing in my classroom,” said Professor McGonagall.Ah! Slipper shot!“Hem, hem.”“I wonder,” said Professor McGonagall in cold fury, turning on Professor Umbridge, “how you expect to gain an idea of my usual teaching methods if you continue to interrupt me? You see, I do not generally permit people to talk when I am talking.”Hell with you, Dolores.(Professor McGonagall’s mind voice)*cannot swear, Quora policy, you know :p *“you will receive the results of your inspection in ten days’ time.”“I can hardly wait,” said Professor McGonagall in a coldly indifferent voice.Ron, Your timing though <3“But this is much more important than homework!” said Hermione.“I didn’t think there was anything in the universe more important than homework,” said Ron.Step up your game, Malfoy. Your snides are so pathetic.“Hey, Potty, I heard Warrington’s sworn to knock you off your broom on Saturday,” far from chilling his blood, made him laugh.“Warrington’s aim’s so pathetic I’d be more worried if he was aiming for the person next to me,” he retorted.We too are not pleased with your company. We actually prefer Zacharias-free DA.“We’re not doing anything new?” said Zacharias Smith, in a disgruntled whisper loud enough to carry through the room. “If I’d known that, I wouldn’t have come...”“We’re all really sorry Harry didn’t tell you, then,” said Fred loudly.Offo!“Well, that was a bit stupid of you,” said Ginny angrily, “seeing as you don’t know anyone but me who’s been possessed by You-Know-Who, and I can tell you how it feels.”“I forgot,” he said.“Lucky you,” said Ginny coolly.Shit!“Yeah? Well, I’m finding that hard at the moment,”Harry snarled.“Then you will find yourself easy prey for the Dark Lord!” said Snape.Explain yourself, SIR“Can you tell me something, sir?” said Harry, firing up again. “Why do you call Voldemort the Dark Lord, I’ve only ever heard Death Eaters call him that —”Or do you want us to teach some basics, Dolores?“why are you shaking your head, girl?”“Well, usually when a person shakes their head,” said McGonagall coldly, “they mean ‘no.’ So unless Miss Edgecombe is using a form of sign language as yet unknown to humans —”YEAH, WITH UTMOST EASE.“Thank you so much, Professor!” said Professor Flitwick in his squeaky little voice. “I could have got rid of the sparklers myself, of course, but I wasn’t sure whether I had the authority...”Give her some poison, professor. I am ready to go to Azkaban on your behalf.“May I offer you a cough drop, Dolores?” Professor McGonagall asked curtly, without looking at Professor Umbridge.Does she consider herself as a teacher? Silly! she thinks highly of herself.“I’m terribly sorry to have to contradict you, Minerva, but as you will see from my note, Harry has been achieving very poor results in his classes with me —”“I should have made my meaning plainer,” said Professor McGonagall, turning at last to look Umbridge directly in the eyes. “He has achieved high marks in all Defense Against the Dark Arts tests set by a competent teacher.”Savage!“We won’t be seeing you,” Fred told Professor Umbridge, swinging his leg over his broomstick.“Yeah, don’t bother to keep in touch,” said George, mounting his own.Poor Ron!! Got hit by a heavy bludger!“You were only muttering a bit,” Ron mumbled apologetically. “Something about ‘just a bit farther.’ ”“I dreamed I was watching you lot play Quidditch,” Harry lied brutally. “I was trying to get you to stretch out a bit farther to grab the Quaffle.”Yeah!! Seems like it’s better to fight hungarian horntail than to look after Grawp.“Kind of makes you wish we had Norbert back, doesn’t it?” harry said and she gave a very shaky laugh.Maybe, Harry’s a spirit“You’re dead, Potter.” Harry raised his eyebrows.“Funny,” he said, “you’d think I’d have stopped walking around...”Ask your dear Draco, you biased scumbag.“What are you doing, Potter?” said Snape coldly as ever, as he strode over to the four of them.“I’m trying to decide what curse to use on Malfoy, sir,” said Harry fiercely.You certainly deserve this kind of treatment, Dursley.“Are you threatening me, sir?” he said.“Yes, I am,” said Mad-Eye.“And do I look like the kind of man who can be intimidated?” barked Uncle Vernon.“Well …” said Mad eye. “Yes, I’d have to say you do, Dursley.”HALF BLOOD PRINCE:Worm-in“We … we are alone, aren’t we?” Narcissa asked quietly.“Yes, of course. Well, Wormtail’s here, but we’re not counting vermin, are we?”Perfect! Delicious! :p“Narcissa, I think we ought to hear what Bellatrix is bursting to say; it will save tedious interruptions. Well, continue, Bellatrix,” said Snape.Hehehe! you deserve this, bitch. Go on, Snape.“He’d have me!” said Bellatrix passionately. “I, who spent many years in Azkaban for him!”“Yes, indeed, most admirable,” said Snape in a bored voice. “Of course, you weren’t a lot of use to him in prison, but the gesture was undoubtedly fine —”“Gesture!” she shrieked; in her fury she looked slightly mad. “While I endured the dementors, you remained at Hogwarts, comfortably playing Dumbledore’s pet!”“Not quite,” said Snape calmly. “He wouldn’t give me the Defense Against the Dark Arts job, you know. Seemed to think it might, ah, bring about a relapse … tempt me into my old ways.”Oh, Never mind, Rudeness is care of address of Vernon“I don’t mean to be rude —” he began, in a tone that threatened rudeness in every syllable.“— yet, sadly, accidental rudeness occurs alarmingly often,” Dumbledore finished the sentence gravely. “Best to say nothing at all, my dear man.”My mind just blew!I loved this creation!WHY ARE YOU WORRYING ABOUTYOU-KNOW-WHO?YOU SHOULD BE WORRYING ABOUTU-NO-POO—THE CONSTIPATION SENSATIONTHAT’S GRIPPING THE NATION!But, Ginny, it’s bad of you to call her that.“I wouldn’t go in the kitchen just now,” she warned him. “There’s a lot of Phlegm around.”“I’ll be careful not to slip in it.” Harry smiled.Yeah!!! I don’t know why nick got offended. He’s clearly dead.‘Harry Potter knows that he can confide in me with complete confidence,’ I (nick) told them. ‘I would rather die than betray his trust.’ ”“That’s not saying much, seeing as you’re already dead,” Ron observed.Haha! Optimistic“But Harry, you said that Slughorn was going to be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts!” said Hermione.“I thought he was!” said Harry.“Well, there’s one good thing,” he said savagely. “Snape’ll be gone by the end of the year.”*************“You have had five teachers in this subject so far, I believe.”You believe … like you haven’t watched them all come and go, Snape, hoping you’d be next, thought Harry scathingly.Guts!“Do you remember me telling you we are practicing nonverbal spells, Potter?”“Yes,” said Harry stiffly.“Yes, sir.”“There’s no need to call me ‘sir,’ Professor.”Hehehe, caught in the act. YOU’RE A PREFECT, Hermione. what about rules, then? :p“Oh, all right then, I did it,” she whispered. “But you should have heard the way he(cormac mclaggen) was talking about Ron and Ginny! Anyway, he’s got a nasty temper, you saw how he reacted when he didn’t get in — you wouldn’t have wanted someone like that on the team.”“No,” said Harry. “No, I suppose that’s true. But wasn’t that dishonest, Hermione? I mean, you’re a prefect, aren’t you?”“Oh, be quiet,” she snapped, as he smirked.You mean “The chosen Death Eater”? Arrrrrgggghhh!!“I expect most of them are half-bloods pretending to be pure. It’s only Muggle-borns they hate, they’d be quite happy to let you and Ron join up.”“And they’d love to have me,” said Harry sarcastically. “We’d be best pals if they didn’t keep trying to do me in.”Hear! Hear!“Of course, Coote isn’t really the usual build for a Beater,” said Zacharias loftily, “they’ve generally got a bit more muscle —”“Hit a Bludger at him!” Harry called to Coote.Wow, Ginny.“Ginny, where’re you going?” yelled Harry.Harry heard Ginny saying blithely to an irate Professor McGonagall, “Forgot to brake, Professor, sorry.”Are you serious, Hermy? The powerful dark wizard of all time was the result of Love potion, Girl.“Anyway, love potions aren’t Dark or dangerous —”“Easy for you to say,” muttered Harry, thinking of Romilda Vane.Punny!(I meant funny)“An Unbreakable Vow?” said Ron, looking stunned. “Nah, he can’t have. … Are you sure?”“Yes, I’m sure,” said Harry. “Why, what does it mean?”“Well, you can’t break an Unbreakable Vow. …”“I’d worked that much out for myself, funnily enough. What happens if you break it, then?”To be precise, it’s none of your business, Rufus.“So you’re not ‘the Chosen One’?” said Scrimgeour.“I thought you said it didn’t matter either way?” said Harry, with a bitter laugh. “Not to you anyway.”What a feast!!“Dumbledore’s man through and through, aren’t you, Potter?”“Yeah, I am,” said Harry. “Glad we straightened that out.”Never mind him, Mrs. weasley. That’s out of question :D“Promise me you’ll look after yourself. … Stay out of trouble. …”“I always do, Mrs. Weasley,” said Harry. “I like a quiet life, you know me.”Hold your Hippogriffs, PhineasPhineas Nigellus said, “I can’t see why the boy should be able to do it better than you, Dumbledore.”“I wouldn’t expect you to, Phineas,” replied Dumbledore.Ohhhh, Noooooooo!!!“Where’re you going?” Harry demanded.“Yeah, I’m really going to tell you, because it’s your business, Potter,” sneered Malfoy. “You’d better hurry up, they’ll be waiting for ‘the Chosen Captain’ — ‘the Boy Who Scored’ — whatever they call you these days.”Ron has a point, Snape. But you’re so arrogant to accept it.“Well, what Harry said is the most useful if we’re trying to tell them apart!” said Ron. “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?’ ”Sorry, Myrtle. But he’s honest.“Never you mind!” said Myrtle, her small, leaky eyes fixed on Ron, who was now definitely grinning. “I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone, and I’ll take his secret to the —”“— not the grave, surely?” said Ron with a snort. “The sewers, maybe …”I feel you, Ron. Aragog makes Grawp look impeccable.“Yes, but for something like this?” said Hermione. “We’ve risked a lot to help Hagrid out, but after all — Aragog’s dead. If it were a question of saving him —”“— I’d want to go even less,” said Ron firmly. “You didn’t meet him, Hermione. Believe me, being dead will have improved him a lot.”I can add it for you, Harry. BIG DEAL!! :p“Yes, you have,” said Dumbledore firmly. “You have a power that Voldemort has never had. You can —”“I know!” said Harry impatiently. “I can love!” It was only with difficulty that he stopped himself adding, “Big deal!”Happy, Hermione?“The truth is that you don’t think a girl would have been clever enough,” said Hermione angrily.“How can I have hung round with you for five years and not think girls are clever?” said Harry.DEATHLY HALLOWS:Wow, Big D“Blimey, Dudley,” said Harry over Aunt Petunia’s renewed sobs, “did the dementors blow a different personality into you?”“Dunno,” muttered Dudley. “See you, Harry.”Twinssss!!!!Fred and George turned to each other and said together, “Wow — we’re identical!”“I dunno, though, I think I’m still better-looking,” said Fred, examining his reflection in the kettle.Yeah, both of your minds are affected, but not wholly“How do you feel, Georgie?” whispered Mrs. Weasley.“Saintlike,” he murmured.“What’s wrong with him?” croaked Fred, looking terrified. “Is his mind affected?”“Saintlike,” repeated George, opening his eyes and looking up at his brother. “You see … I’m holy. Holey, Fred, geddit?”You can’t win an argument with Hermione“Are you planning to follow a career in Magical Law, Miss Granger?” asked Scrimgeour.“No, I’m not,” retorted Hermione. “I’m hoping to do some good in the world!”Most Wanted!“And you’re supposed to be dying of spattergroit at the Burrow! If anyone shouldn’t go, it’s Harry, he’s got a ten-thousand-Galleon price on his head —”“Fine, I’ll stay here,” said Harry. “Let me know if you ever defeat Voldemort, won’t you?”Insufferable know-it-all :D“It’s the only spell she ever has trouble with,” Harry told a completely bemused Mrs. Cattermole. “Bit unfortunate, really … Come on, Hermione. …”Haa!“Sorry, I just think it’s a bit spookier if it’s midnight!” said Ron.“Yeah, because we really need a bit more fear in our lives,” said Harry.Untimely cheek!“Is that possible?”“I think so,” said Professor McGonagall dryly, “we teachers are rather good at magic, you know.”Haha!“Where’s Professor Snape?” shouted a girl from the Slytherin table.“He has, to use the common phrase, done a bunk,” replied Professor McGonagall.Oooooppppsss!!“Got a problem with that?”“No,” said Snape, though his slight sneer said otherwise. “If you’d rather be brawny than brainy —”“Where’re you hoping to go, seeing as you’re neither?” interjected Sirius.LOL!“Certainly not. You must kill me.”“Would you like me to do it now?” asked Snape, his voice heavy with irony. “Or would you like a few moments to compose an epitaph?”“I guessed. But my guesses have usually been good,” said Dumbledore happily, and they sat in silence for what seemed like a long time, while the creature behind them continued to whimper and tremble.“There’s more,” said Harry. “There’s more to it. Why did my wand break the wand he borrowed?”“As to that, I cannot be sure.”“Have a guess, then,” said Harry“You show spirit and bravery, and you come of noble stock. You will make a very valuable Death Eater. We need your kind, Neville Longbottom.”“I’ll join you when hell freezes over,” said Neville.We did it, we bashed them, wee Potter’s the one,And Voldy’s gone moldy, so now let’s have fun!“If you’re not in Gryffindor, we’ll disinherit you,” said Ron, “but no pressure.”“So that’s little Scorpius,” said Ron under his breath. “Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank God you inherited your mother’s brains.”“Don’t get too friendly with him, though, Rosie. Granddad Weasley would never forgive you if you married a pureblood.”“Yeah!” said James enthusiastically. “I don’t mind sharing with Al — Teddy could have my room!”“No,” said Harry firmly, “you and Al will share a room only when I want the house demolished.”“Why are they all staring?” demanded Albus as he and Rose craned around to look at the other students.“Don’t let it worry you,” said Ron. “It’s me. I’m extremely famous.”Special mention: Lee Jordan“And here come the Slytherin team, led by Captain Flint. He’s made some changes in the lineup and seems to be going for size rather than skill —”“THIRTY–ZERO! TAKE THAT, YOU DIRTY, CHEATING —”“Jordan, if you can’t commentate in an unbiased way — !”“I’m telling it like it is, Professor!”“Ha haaa!” yelled Lee Jordan as the Slytherin Beaters lurched away from each other, clutching their heads. “Too bad, boys! You’ll need to get up earlier than that to beat a Firebolt!“YOU CHEATING SCUM!” Lee Jordan was howling into the megaphone, dancing out of Professor McGonagall’s reach. “YOU FILTHY, CHEATING B —”Professor McGonagall didn’t even bother to tell him off. She was actually shaking her finger in Malfoy’s direction“And it’s Johnson, Johnson with the Quaffle, what a player that girl is, I’ve been saying it for years but shestill won’t go out with me —”

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