Philosopher's Stone
“Oh, are آپ a prefect Percy? آپ should have کہا something, we had no idea.”
“Hang on I think I remember him saying something about it once…”
“Or twice-''
“A minute-''
“All summer-''
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“So light a fire!” Harry choked.
“Yes… of course… but there’s no wood!” Hermione cried, wringing her hands.
“HAVE آپ GONE MAD!” Ron bellowed. “ARE آپ A WITCH یا NOT!”
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“Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march.
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Lee Jordan was finding it difficult not to take sides.
“So-after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating-“
“Jordan!” growled Professor McGonagall.
“I mean, after that open and revolting foul-“
“Jordan, I’m warning you-“
“All right, all right. Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor Seeker, which could happen to anyone I’m sure…”
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“They stuff people’s heads down the toilet the first دن at Stonewall,” Dudley told Harry. “want to come upstairs and practice?”
“No, thanks,” کہا Harry. “The poor toilet’s never had anything as horrible as your head down it- it might be sick.”
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“You haven’t got a letter on yours,” George observed. “I suppose she thinks آپ don’t forget your name. But we’re not stupid – we know we’re called Gred and Forge.”
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“Fred آپ next,” the plump woman said.
“I’m not Fred, I’m George,” کہا the boy. “Honestly, woman, آپ call yourself our mother! Can’t آپ tell I’m George?”
“Sorry, George, dear.”
“Only joking, I am Fred,” کہا the boy, and off he went.
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“And what if I wave my wand and nothing happens?”
“Throw it away and مککا, عجیب الخلقت him in the nose,” suggested Ron.
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One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow. The lake froze solid and the Weasley twins were punished for bewitching several snowballs so that they followed Quirrell around, bouncing off the back of his turban.
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Dudley looked a lot like Uncle Vernon. He had a large گلابی face, not much neck, small watery blue eyes, and thick blonde hair that lay smoothly on his thick, fat head. Aunt گہرے نیلے رنگ, پیتونیا often کہا that Dudley looked like a baby angel. Harry often کہا that Dudley looked like a pig in a wig.
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"So آپ mean the Stone's only محفوظ as long as Quirrell stands up to Snape?" کہا Hermione in alarm.
"It'll be gone سے طرف کی اگلے Tuesday," کہا Ron.
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Speaking quietly so that no one else would hear, Harry told the other two about Snape's sudden, sinister desire to be a Quidditch referee.
"Don't play," کہا Hermione at once.
"Say you're ill," کہا Ron.
"Pretend to break your leg," Hermione suggested.
"Really break your leg," کہا Ron.
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"Your aunt and uncle will be proud, though, won't they?" کہا Hermione as they got off the train and joined the crowd thronging toward the enchanted barrier. "When they hear what آپ did this year?"
"Proud?" کہا Harry. "Are آپ crazy? All those times I could've died, and I didn't manage it? They'll be furious..."
Chamber of Secrets
Fred and George, however, found all this very funny. They went out of their way to march ahead of Harry down the corridors, shouting, "Make way for the Heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through..."
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They were almost at King's پار, صلیب when Harry remembered something.
"Ginny--what did آپ see Percy doing, that he didn't want آپ to tell anyone?"
"Oh that," کہا Ginny, giggling. "Well--Percy's got a girlfriend."
Fred dropped a stack of کتابیں on George's head. "What?"
"It's that Ravenclaw prefect, Penelope Clearwater," کہا 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 upest when she was--you know--attacked. آپ won't tease him, will you?" she added anxiously.
"Wouldn't dream of it," کہا Fred, who was looking like his birthday had come early.
"Definitely not," کہا George, sniggering
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“’A study of Hogwarts’ Prefects and Their Later Careers,’” Ron read aloud off the back cover. “That sounds fascinating.”
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“You’re alive,” she کہا blankly to Harry.
“There’s no need to sound so disappointed,” he کہا grimly, wiping flecks of blood and slime off his glasses.
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Hermione, however, clapped a hand to her forehead. “Harry – I think I’ve just understood something! I’ve got to go to the library!” And she sprinted away up the stairs.
“What does she understand?” کہا Harry distractedly, still looking around, trying to tell where the voice had come from.
“Loads مزید than I do.” کہا Ron shaking his head.
“But why’s she got to go to the library?”
“Because that’s what Hermione does,” کہا Ron shrugging. “When in doubt, go to the library.”
Prisoner of Azkaban
As though an invisible hand were writing upon it, words appeared on the smooth surface of the map. "Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business."
Snape froze. Harry stared, dumbstruck, at the message. But the map didn't stop there. مزید writing was appearing beneath the first.
"Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git."
It would have been funny if the situation hadn't been so serious. And there was more...
"Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor."
Harry closed his eyes in horror. When he'd opened them, the map had had its last word.
"Mr. Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slimeball."
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George looked up in time to see Malfoy pretending to faint with terror again.
“That little git,” he کہا calmly. “He wasn’t so cocky last night when the dementors were down at our end of the train. Came running into our compartment, didn’t he. Fred?”
“Nearly wet himself,” کہا Fred, with a contemptuous glance at Malfoy.
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Percy had what were possibly the least helpful words of comfort. “they make a fuss about Hogsmeade, but I assure you, Harry, it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.” He کہا seriously. “All right, the sweetshops 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.”
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“Sure آپ can manage that broom, Potter?” کہا a cold, drawling voice. Draco Malfoy had arrived for a closer look, Crabbe and Goyle right behind him.
“Yeah, reckon so,” کہا Harry casually.
“Got plenty of special features, hasn’t it?” کہا Malfoy, eyes glittering maliciously. “Shame it doesn’t come with a parachute – in case آپ get to near a Dementor.” Crabbe and Goyle sniggered.
“Pity آپ can’t attach an extra arm to yours, Malfoy,” کہا Harry. “Then it could catch the Snitch for you.”
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“Well… when we were in our first year, Harry – young, carefree, and innocent-“
Harry snorted. He doubted whether Fred and George had ever been innocent.
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(Harry, just being greeted سے طرف کی Percy) “Harry!” کہا Fred, elbowing Percy out of the way and bowing deeply. “Simply splendid to see you, old boy—“
“Marvelous,” کہا George, pushing Fred aside and seizing Harry’s hand in turn. “Absolutely spiffing.”
Percy scowled.
“That’s enough, now,” کہا Mrs. Weasley.
“Mum!” کہا Fred as though he’d only just spotted her and seizing her hand too. “How really corking to see you—“
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“How’re we getting to King’s پار, صلیب tomorrow, Dad?” asked Fred as they dug into a sumptuous pudding.
“The Ministry is providing a couple of cars,” کہا Mr. Weasley.
Everyone looked up at him.
“Why?” کہا Percy curiously.
“It’s because of you, Perce,” کہا George seriously. “And there’ll be little flags on the hoods, with HB on them --“
“—for Humongous Bighead,” کہا Fred.
Everyone except Percy and Mrs. Weasley snorted into their pudding.
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“Where is Wood?” کہا Harry, suddenly realizing he wasn’t there.
“Still in the showers,” کہا Fred. “We think he’s trying to drown himself.”
Goblet of Fire
One of them was a very old wizard who was wearing a long flowery nightgown. The other was clearly a Ministry wizard; he was holding out a pair of pinstriped trousers and almost crying with exasperation.
"Just put them on, Archie, there's a good chap. آپ can't walk around like that, the Muggle at the gate's already getting suspicious-"
"I bought this in a Muggle shop," کہا the old wizard stubbornly. "Muggles wear them."
"Muggle women wear them, Archie, not the men, they wear these," کہا the Ministry wizard, and he brandished the pinstriped trousers.
"I'm not putting them on," کہا old Archie in indignation. "I like a healthy breeze 'round my privates, thanks."
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"OH NO آپ DON'T, LADDIE!"
Harry spun around. Professor Moody was limping down the marble staircase. His wand was out and it was pointing right at a pure white ferret.
"I want to fix that in my memory forever," کہا Ron, his closed and an uplifted expression on his face. "Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret..."
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"Oh Professor look! I think I found an unaspected planet! Oooh, which one's that, Professor?"
"It is Uranus, my dear," کہا Professor Trelawney peering down a the chart.
"Can I have a look at Uranus too, Lavender?" کہا Ron.
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"Mr. Weasley, it's Harry.. the fireplace has been blocked up. آپ won't be able to get through there."
"Damn!" کہا Mr. Weasley's voice. "What on earth did they want to block the fireplace for?"
"They've got an electric fire," Harry explained.
"Really?" کہا Mr. Weasley's voice excitedly. "Eclectic, آپ say? With a plug? Gracious, I must see that... Let's think...ouch, Ron!"
Ron's voice now joined the others'.
"What are we doing here? Has something gone wrong?"
"Oh no, Ron," came Fred's voice, very sarcastically. "No, this is exactly where we want to end up."
"Yeah, we're having the time of our lives here," کہا George, whose voice sounded muffled, as though he was squashed against the wall.
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"Wild!" he said, twiddling the replay knob on the side. I can make that old bloke down there pick his nose again ... and again ... and again. . ."
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"I was saying that Saturn was surely in a position of power in the heavens at the moment of your birth...your dark hair...your mean stature...tragic losses so young in life...I think I am right in saying, my dear, that آپ were born in midwinter?"
"No," کہا Harry, "I was born in July."
Ron hastily turned his laugh into a hacking cough.
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"Of course we still want to know you!" Harry said, staring at Hagrid.
"You don't think anything that Skeeter cow - sorry, Professor," he added quickly, looking at Dumbledore.
"I have gone temporarily deaf and haven't any idea what آپ said, Harry," کہا Dumbledore, twiddling his thumbs and staring at the ceiling.
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"Mr. Crouch!" کہا Percy breathlessly, sunk into a kind of half-bow that made him look like a hunchback. "Would آپ like a cup of tea?"
"Oh," کہا Mr. Crouch, looking over at Percy in mild surprise. "Yes — thank you, Weatherby."
Fred and George choked into their own cups. Percy, very گلابی around the ears, busied himself with the kettle.
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"Colin, I fell in!" he [Dennis Creevey] کہا shrilly, throwing himself into an empty seat. "It was brilliant! And something in the water grabbed me and pushed me back in the boat!"
"Cool!" کہا Colin, just as excitedly. "It was probably the giant squid, Dennis!"
"Wow!" کہا Dennis, as though nobody in their wildest dreams could hope for مزید than being thrown into a storm-tossed, fathoms-deep lake, and pushed out of it again سے طرف کی a giant sea monster.
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"Maybe he'll believe I'm not enjoying myself once I've got my neck broken یا - "
"That's not funny," کہا Hermione quietly. "That's not funny at all." She looked extremely anxious. "Harry, I've been thinking - آپ know what we've got to do, don't you? Straight away, the moment we get back to the castle?"
"Yeah, give Ron a good kick up the - "
"Write to Sirius."
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"What would your head have been doing in Hogsmeade, Potter?" کہا Snape softly. "Your head is not allowed in Hogsmeade. No part of your body has permission to be in Hogsmeade."
Order of the Phoenix
A week after Fred and George's departure, Harry witnessed Professor McGonagall walking right past Peeves, who was determinedly loosening a crystal chandelier, and could have sworn he heard her tell the poltergeist out of the corner of her mouth, "It unscrews the other way."
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Mrs. Weasley let out a shriek just like Hermione's.
"I don't believe it! Oh, Ron, how wonderful! A prefect! That's everyone in the family!"
"What are Fred and I, next-door neighbours?" کہا George indignantly, as his mother pushed him aside and flung her arms around her youngest son.
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"Yes - yes, good point, Petunia! What were آپ doing under our window, boy?"
"Listening to the news," کہا Harry in a resigned voice.
His aunt and uncle exchanged looks of outrage.
"Listening to the news! Again?"
"Well, it changes every day, آپ see," کہا Harry.
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"Cough drop, Dolores?" کہا Professor McGonagall.
Half-Blood Prince
"'Harry Potter knows that he can confide in me with complete confidence,' I told them. 'I would rather die than betray his trust.'"
"That's not saying much, seeing as you're already dead," Ron observed.
"Once again, آپ دکھائیں all the sensitivity of a blunt axe," کہا Nearly Headless Nick in affronted tones.
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"Do آپ remember me telling آپ we are practicing nonverbal spells, Potter?"
"Yes," کہا Harry stiffly.
"Yes, sir."
"There's no need to call me 'sir,' Professor."
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"You'd think people had better things to gossip about," کہا Ginny as she sat on the common room floor, leaning against Harry's legs and reading the Daily Prophet. "Three Dementor attacks in a week, and all Romilda Vane does is ask me if it's true you've got a Hippogriff tattooed across your chest."
Ron and Hermione both roared with laughter. Harry ignored them.
"What did آپ tell her?"
"I told her it's a Hungarian Horntail," کہا Ginny, turning a page of the newspaper idly. "Much مزید macho."
"Thanks," کہا Harry, grinning. "And what did آپ tell her Ron's got?"
"A Pygmy Puff, but I didn't say where."
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"And that's Smith of Hufflepuff with the Quaffle," کہا a dreamy voice, echoing over the grounds. "He did the commentary last time, of course, and Ginny Weasley flew into him, I think probably on purpose, it looked like it. Smith was being quite rude about Gryffindor, I expect he regrets that now he's playing them - oh, look, he's lost the Quaffle. Ginny took it from him. I do like her, she's very nice..."
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Fred, George, Harry, and Ron were the only ones who knew that the angel on سب, سب سے اوپر of the درخت was actually a garden gnome that had bitten Fred on the ankle as he pulled up carrots for Christmas dinner. Stupefied, painted gold, stuffed into a miniature tutu and with small wings glued to its back, it glowered down at them all, the ugliest angel Harry had ever seen, with a large bald head like a potato and rather hairy feet.
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Pointing his wand at nothing in particular, he gave it an upward flick and کہا Levicorpus! inside his head.
"Aaaaaaaargh!"
There was a flash of light and the room was full of voices: Everyone had woken up as Ron had let out a yell. Harry sent Advanced Potion-Making flying in panic; Ron was dangling upside down in midair as though an invisible hook had hoisted him up سے طرف کی the ankle.
"Sorry!" yelled Harry, as Dean and Seamus roared with laughter, and Neville picked himself up from the floor, having fallen out of bed. "Hang on- I'll let آپ down-"
He groped for the potion book and riffled through it in a panic, trying to find the right page; at last he located it and deciphered one cramped word underneath the spell: Praying that this was the counter-jinx, Harry thought Liberacorpus! with all his might.
There was another flash of light, and Ron fell in a heap onto his mattress.
"Sorry," repeated Harry weakly, while Dean and Seamus continued to roar with laughter.
"Tomorrow," کہا Ron in a muffled voice, "I'd rather آپ set the alarm clock."
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"This is your copy of Advanced Potion-Making, is it, Potter?"
"Yes," کہا Harry, still breathing hard.
"You're quite sure of that, are you, Potter?"
"Yes," کہا Harry, with a touch of مزید defiance.
"This is the the copy of Advanced Potion-Making that آپ purchased from Flourish and Blotts?"
"Yes," کہا Harry firmly.
"Then why," asked Snape, "does it have the name 'Roonil Wazlib' written inside the front cover?"
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"If I'm having lessons with you, I won't have to do Occlumency with Snape, will I?"
"Professor Snape, Harry - and no, آپ will not."
"Good," کہا Harry in relief, "because they were a -"
"I think the word 'fiasco' would be a good one here."
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Why Are آپ Worrying about You-Know-Who?
آپ SHOULD Be Worrying About
U-NO-POO -
the Constipation Sensation That's Gripping the Nation!
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"I would assume that آپ were going to offer me refreshment," Dumbledore کہا to Uncle Vernon, "but the evidence so far suggests that that would be optimistic to the point of foolishness."
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"There is no way they'd let me be a Death Eater!" کہا Ron indignantly, a bit of sausage flying off the fork he was now brandishing at Hermione and hitting Ernie Macmillan on the head. "My whole family are blood traitors! That's as bad as Muggle-borns to Death Eaters!"
"And they'd love to have me," کہا Harry sarcastically. "We'd be best pals if they didn't keep trying to do me in."
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"I don't think آپ should be an Auror, Harry," کہا Luna unexpectedly. Everybody looked at her. "The Aurors are part of the Rotfang Conspiracy, I thought everyone knew that. They're planning to bring down the Ministry of Magic from within using a combination of Dark Magic and gum disease."
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"Women," [Ron] کہا wisely to Harry, "they're easily upset."
"And yet," کہا Hermione, coming out of her reverie, "I doubt you'd find a woman who sulked for half an گھنٹہ because Madam Rosmerta didn't laugh at their joke about the hag, the Healer, and the Mimbulus mimbletonia."
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"Oh, very good," interrupted Snape, his lip curling. "Yes, it is easy to see that nearly six years of magical education have not been wasted on you, Potter. 'Ghosts are transparent.'"
Deathly Hallows
"How do آپ feel Georgie?" whispered Mrs.Weasley.
George's fingers groped for the side of his head."Saintlike," he murmured.
"What's wrong with him?" croaked Fred, looking terrified. "Is his mind affected?"
"Saintlike," reapted George, opening his eyes and looking up at his nrother. "You see...I'm holy. Holey, Fred, geddit?"
Mrs.Weasley sobbed harder than ever. Color flooded Fred's pale face.
"Pathetic," he told George. "Pathetic! With the whole world of ear-related humor before you, آپ go for holey?"
"Ah well," کہا George, grinning at his tear-soaked mother. "You'll be able to tell us apart now, anyway, mum."
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"The sooner this wedding's over the happier I'll be." [Ron]
"Yeah" کہا Harry, "then we'll have nothing to do except find Horcruxes....It'll be like a holiday, won't it?"
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“I was awake half the night thinking it all over, and I believe it’s a plot to get the house.”
“The house?” repeated Harry. “What house?”
“This house!” shrieked Uncle Vernon, the vein in his forehead starting to pulse. “Our house! House prices are skyrocketing around here! آپ want us out of the way and then you’re going to do a bit of hocus-pocus and before we know it the deeds will be in your name and—“
“Are آپ out of your mind?” demanded Harry. “A plot to get this house? Are آپ actually as stupid as آپ look?”
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“How’s Norbert doin’?”
“Norbert?” Charlie laughed. “The Norwegian Ridgeback? We call her Norberta now.”
“Wha—Norbert’s a girl?
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Ron, آپ know full well Harry and I were brought up سے طرف کی Muggles!” کہا Hermione. “We didn’t hear stories like that when we were little, we heard ‘Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs’ and ‘Cinderella’—“
“What’s that, an illness?” asked Ron.
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But before [Uncle Bilius] went loopy he was the life and soul of the party,” کہا Fred. “He used to down an entire bottle of firewhisky, then run onto the dance floor, hoist up his robes, and start pulling bunches of flowers out of his—“
“Yes, he sounds a real charmer,” کہا Hermione, while Harry roared with laughter.
“Never married, for some reason,” کہا Ron.
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Somewhere in the distance they could hear Peeves zooming through the corridors singing a victory song of his own composition:
''We did it, we bashed them, wee Potter’s the one, And Voldy’s gone moldy, so now let’s have fun!''
“Really gives a feeling for the scope and tragedy of the thing, doesn’t it?” کہا Ron.
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"What are آپ doing with all those کتابیں anyway?" Ron asked.
"Just trying to decide which ones to take with us," کہا Hermione. When we're looking for the Horcruxes."
"Oh, of course," کہا Ron, clapping a hand to his forehead. "I forgot we'll be hunting down Voldemort in a mobile library."
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“If آپ think I’m going to let six people risk their lives - !”
“ – because it’s the first time for all of us,” کہا Ron.
“This is different, pretending to be me – ”
“Well, none of us really fancy it, Harry,” کہا Fred earnestly. “Imagine if something went wrong and we were stuck as specky, scrawny gits forever.”
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“You can’t do it if I don’t cooperate, آپ need me to give آپ some hair.”
“Well, that’s that plan scuppered,” کہا George. “Obviously there’s no chance at all of us getting a bit of your hair unless آپ cooperate.”
“Yeah, thirteen of us against one bloke who’s not allowed to use magic; we’ve got no chance,” کہا Fred.
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“Arthur and Fred – ”
“I’m George,” کہا the twin at whom Moody was pointing. “Can’t آپ even tell us apart when we’re Harry?”
“Sorry, George – ”
“I’m only yanking your wand, I’m Fred really – ”
“Enough messing around!” snarled Moody.
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Hermione made purple and سونا streamers erupt from the end of her wand and drape themselves artistically over the trees and bushes.
“Nice,” کہا Ron, as with one final flourish of her wand, Hermione turned the leaves on the crapapple درخت to gold.
“You’ve really got an eye for that sort of thing.”
“Thank you, Ron!” کہا Hermione, looking both pleased and a little confused.
Harry turned away, smiling to himself.
He had a funny notion that he would find a chapter on compliments when he found time to peruse his copy of Twelve Fail-Safe Ways to Charm Witches.
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“Seventeen, eh!” کہا Hagrid as he accepted a bucket-sized glass of wine from Fred.
“Six years to the دن we met, Harry, d’yeh remember it?”
“Vaguely,” کہا Harry, grinning up at him. “Didn’t آپ smash down the front door, give Dudley a pig’s tail, and tell me I was a wizard?”
“I forge’ the details,” Hagrid chortled.
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He held out his hand, and Scrimgeour leaned آگے again and placed the Snitch, slowly and deliberately, into Harry’s palm.
Nothing happened. As Harry’s fingers closed around the Snitch, its tired wings fluttered and were still.
Scrimgeour, Ron, and Hermione continued to gaze avidly at the now partially concealed ball, as if still hoping it might transform in some way.
“That was dramatic,” کہا Harry coolly.
Both Ron and Hermione laughed.
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Luna: “Daddy, look – one of the gnomes actually bit me!”
“How wonderful! Gnome saliva is enormously beneficial!” کہا Mr. Lovegood, seizing Luna’s outstretched finger and examining the bleeding puncture marks.
“Luna, my love, if آپ should feel any burgeoning talent today – perhaps an unexpected urge to sing opera یا to declaim in Mermish – do not repress it! آپ may have been gifted سے طرف کی the Gernumblies!”
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“Expec – Expecto Patronum,” کہا Hermione. Nothing happened.
“It’s the only spell she ever has trouble with,” Harry told a completely bemused Mrs. Cattermole. “Bit unfortunate, really.”
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Hermione: “’And Death spoke to them – ’”
“Sorry,” interjected Harry, “but Death spoke to them?”
“It’s a fairy tale, Harry!
“Right, sorry. Go on.”
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The real Harry thought that this might just be the most bizzarre thing he had ever seen, and he had seen some extremely odd things. He watched as his six doppelgangers rummaged in the sacks, pulling out sets of clothes, putting on flasses, stuffing their own things away. He felt like asking them to دکھائیں a little مزید respect for his privacy as they all began stripping off with impunity, clearly much مزید at ease with displaying his body than they would have been with their own.
"I knew Ginny was lying about that tattoo," کہا Ron , looking down at his bare chest.
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"So that's little Scorpius,"said Ron under his breath. "Make sure آپ beat him in every test Rosie.Thank God آپ inherited your mother's brains."
"Ron for heaven's sake,"said Hermione, half stern, half amused. "Don't try to turn them against each other before they've even started school!"
"You're right, sorry," کہا Ron. But unable to help himself, he added "Don't get too friendly with him, though Rosie. Granddad Weasley would never forgive آپ if آپ married a pureblood."
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"There was the sound of pattering feet, a blaze of shining copper, an echoing clang, and a shriek of agony: Kreacher had taken a run at Mundungus and hit him over the head with a saucepan.
"Call 'im off, call 'im off, 'e should be locked up!" screamed Mundungus, cowering as Kreacher raised the heavy-bottomed pan again.
"Kreacher, no!" Shouted Harry.
Kreacher's thin arms trembled with the weight of the pan, still held aloft. "Perhaps just one more, Master Harry, for luck?"
Ron laughed.
"We need him conscious, Kreacher, but if he needs persuading آپ can do the honors," کہا Harry.
"Thank آپ very much, Master."
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When he straightened up again, there were six Harry Potters gasping and panting in front of him. Fred and George turned to each other and کہا together, "Wow -- We're identical!"
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"Teddy's back there," [James] کہا breathlessly, pointing back over his shoulder into the billowing clouds of steam. "Just seen him! And guess what he's doing? Snogging Victoire!"
He gazed up at the adults, evidently disappointed سے طرف کی the lack of reaction.
"Our Teddy! Teddy Lupin! Snogging our Victoire! Our cousin! And I asked Teddy what he was doing--"
"You interrupted them?" کہا Ginny. "You are so like Ron--"
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“Look, if I picked up a sword right now, Ron, and ran آپ through with it, I wouldn’t damage your soul at all.”
“Which would be a real comfort to me, I’m sure,” کہا Ron.
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"Rubeus Hagrid, well-known gamekeeper at Hogwarts School, has narrowly escaped arrest within the grounds of Hogwarts, where he is rumored to have hosted a 'Support Harry Potter' party in his house. However, Hagrid was not taken into custody, and is, we believe, on the run." [Lupin]
"I suppose it helps, when escaping from Death Eaters, if you've got a sixteen-foot-high half brother?" asked Lee.
"It would tend to give آپ an edge," agreed Lupin gravely.
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"Mind you, if all the alleged sightings of him are genuine, we must have a good nineteen You-Know-Whos running around the place." [Fred]
"Which suits him, of course," کہا Kingsley. "The air of mystery is creating مزید terror than actually دکھانا himself."
"Agreed," کہا Fred. "So, people, let's try and calm down a bit. Things are bad enough without inventing stuff as well. For instance, this new idea that You-Know-Who can kill with a single glance from his eyes. That's a basilisk, listeners. One simple test: Check whether the thing that's glaring at آپ has got legs. If it has, it's محفوظ to look into its eyes, although if it really is You-Know-Who, that's still likely to be the last thing آپ ever do."
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"And the rumors that he keeps being sighted abroad?" asked Lee.
"Well, who wouldn't want a nice little holiday after all the hard work he's been putting in?" asked Fred. "Point is, people, don't get lulled into a false sense of security, thinking that he's out of the country. Maybe he is, maybe he isn't, but the fact remains he can اقدام faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo when he wants to, so don't count on him being a long way away if you're planning on taking any risks. I never thought I'd hear myself say it, but safety first!"
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"This girl is very nice-looking," Krum said, recalling Harry to his surroundings. Krum was pointing at Ginny, who had just joined Luna. "She is also a relative of yours?"
"Yeah," کہا Harry, suddenly irritated, "and she's seeing someone. Jealous type. Big bloke. آپ wouldn't want to پار, صلیب him."
“Oh, are آپ a prefect Percy? آپ should have کہا something, we had no idea.”
“Hang on I think I remember him saying something about it once…”
“Or twice-''
“A minute-''
“All summer-''
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“So light a fire!” Harry choked.
“Yes… of course… but there’s no wood!” Hermione cried, wringing her hands.
“HAVE آپ GONE MAD!” Ron bellowed. “ARE آپ A WITCH یا NOT!”
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“Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march.
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Lee Jordan was finding it difficult not to take sides.
“So-after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating-“
“Jordan!” growled Professor McGonagall.
“I mean, after that open and revolting foul-“
“Jordan, I’m warning you-“
“All right, all right. Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor Seeker, which could happen to anyone I’m sure…”
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“They stuff people’s heads down the toilet the first دن at Stonewall,” Dudley told Harry. “want to come upstairs and practice?”
“No, thanks,” کہا Harry. “The poor toilet’s never had anything as horrible as your head down it- it might be sick.”
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“You haven’t got a letter on yours,” George observed. “I suppose she thinks آپ don’t forget your name. But we’re not stupid – we know we’re called Gred and Forge.”
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“Fred آپ next,” the plump woman said.
“I’m not Fred, I’m George,” کہا the boy. “Honestly, woman, آپ call yourself our mother! Can’t آپ tell I’m George?”
“Sorry, George, dear.”
“Only joking, I am Fred,” کہا the boy, and off he went.
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“And what if I wave my wand and nothing happens?”
“Throw it away and مککا, عجیب الخلقت him in the nose,” suggested Ron.
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One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow. The lake froze solid and the Weasley twins were punished for bewitching several snowballs so that they followed Quirrell around, bouncing off the back of his turban.
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Dudley looked a lot like Uncle Vernon. He had a large گلابی face, not much neck, small watery blue eyes, and thick blonde hair that lay smoothly on his thick, fat head. Aunt گہرے نیلے رنگ, پیتونیا often کہا that Dudley looked like a baby angel. Harry often کہا that Dudley looked like a pig in a wig.
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"So آپ mean the Stone's only محفوظ as long as Quirrell stands up to Snape?" کہا Hermione in alarm.
"It'll be gone سے طرف کی اگلے Tuesday," کہا Ron.
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Speaking quietly so that no one else would hear, Harry told the other two about Snape's sudden, sinister desire to be a Quidditch referee.
"Don't play," کہا Hermione at once.
"Say you're ill," کہا Ron.
"Pretend to break your leg," Hermione suggested.
"Really break your leg," کہا Ron.
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"Your aunt and uncle will be proud, though, won't they?" کہا Hermione as they got off the train and joined the crowd thronging toward the enchanted barrier. "When they hear what آپ did this year?"
"Proud?" کہا Harry. "Are آپ crazy? All those times I could've died, and I didn't manage it? They'll be furious..."
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Fred and George, however, found all this very funny. They went out of their way to march ahead of Harry down the corridors, shouting, "Make way for the Heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through..."
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They were almost at King's پار, صلیب when Harry remembered something.
"Ginny--what did آپ see Percy doing, that he didn't want آپ to tell anyone?"
"Oh that," کہا Ginny, giggling. "Well--Percy's got a girlfriend."
Fred dropped a stack of کتابیں on George's head. "What?"
"It's that Ravenclaw prefect, Penelope Clearwater," کہا 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 upest when she was--you know--attacked. آپ won't tease him, will you?" she added anxiously.
"Wouldn't dream of it," کہا Fred, who was looking like his birthday had come early.
"Definitely not," کہا George, sniggering
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“’A study of Hogwarts’ Prefects and Their Later Careers,’” Ron read aloud off the back cover. “That sounds fascinating.”
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“You’re alive,” she کہا blankly to Harry.
“There’s no need to sound so disappointed,” he کہا grimly, wiping flecks of blood and slime off his glasses.
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Hermione, however, clapped a hand to her forehead. “Harry – I think I’ve just understood something! I’ve got to go to the library!” And she sprinted away up the stairs.
“What does she understand?” کہا Harry distractedly, still looking around, trying to tell where the voice had come from.
“Loads مزید than I do.” کہا Ron shaking his head.
“But why’s she got to go to the library?”
“Because that’s what Hermione does,” کہا Ron shrugging. “When in doubt, go to the library.”
Prisoner of Azkaban
As though an invisible hand were writing upon it, words appeared on the smooth surface of the map. "Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business."
Snape froze. Harry stared, dumbstruck, at the message. But the map didn't stop there. مزید writing was appearing beneath the first.
"Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git."
It would have been funny if the situation hadn't been so serious. And there was more...
"Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor."
Harry closed his eyes in horror. When he'd opened them, the map had had its last word.
"Mr. Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slimeball."
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George looked up in time to see Malfoy pretending to faint with terror again.
“That little git,” he کہا calmly. “He wasn’t so cocky last night when the dementors were down at our end of the train. Came running into our compartment, didn’t he. Fred?”
“Nearly wet himself,” کہا Fred, with a contemptuous glance at Malfoy.
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Percy had what were possibly the least helpful words of comfort. “they make a fuss about Hogsmeade, but I assure you, Harry, it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.” He کہا seriously. “All right, the sweetshops 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.”
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“Sure آپ can manage that broom, Potter?” کہا a cold, drawling voice. Draco Malfoy had arrived for a closer look, Crabbe and Goyle right behind him.
“Yeah, reckon so,” کہا Harry casually.
“Got plenty of special features, hasn’t it?” کہا Malfoy, eyes glittering maliciously. “Shame it doesn’t come with a parachute – in case آپ get to near a Dementor.” Crabbe and Goyle sniggered.
“Pity آپ can’t attach an extra arm to yours, Malfoy,” کہا Harry. “Then it could catch the Snitch for you.”
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“Well… when we were in our first year, Harry – young, carefree, and innocent-“
Harry snorted. He doubted whether Fred and George had ever been innocent.
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(Harry, just being greeted سے طرف کی Percy) “Harry!” کہا Fred, elbowing Percy out of the way and bowing deeply. “Simply splendid to see you, old boy—“
“Marvelous,” کہا George, pushing Fred aside and seizing Harry’s hand in turn. “Absolutely spiffing.”
Percy scowled.
“That’s enough, now,” کہا Mrs. Weasley.
“Mum!” کہا Fred as though he’d only just spotted her and seizing her hand too. “How really corking to see you—“
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“How’re we getting to King’s پار, صلیب tomorrow, Dad?” asked Fred as they dug into a sumptuous pudding.
“The Ministry is providing a couple of cars,” کہا Mr. Weasley.
Everyone looked up at him.
“Why?” کہا Percy curiously.
“It’s because of you, Perce,” کہا George seriously. “And there’ll be little flags on the hoods, with HB on them --“
“—for Humongous Bighead,” کہا Fred.
Everyone except Percy and Mrs. Weasley snorted into their pudding.
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“Where is Wood?” کہا Harry, suddenly realizing he wasn’t there.
“Still in the showers,” کہا Fred. “We think he’s trying to drown himself.”
Goblet of Fire
One of them was a very old wizard who was wearing a long flowery nightgown. The other was clearly a Ministry wizard; he was holding out a pair of pinstriped trousers and almost crying with exasperation.
"Just put them on, Archie, there's a good chap. آپ can't walk around like that, the Muggle at the gate's already getting suspicious-"
"I bought this in a Muggle shop," کہا the old wizard stubbornly. "Muggles wear them."
"Muggle women wear them, Archie, not the men, they wear these," کہا the Ministry wizard, and he brandished the pinstriped trousers.
"I'm not putting them on," کہا old Archie in indignation. "I like a healthy breeze 'round my privates, thanks."
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"OH NO آپ DON'T, LADDIE!"
Harry spun around. Professor Moody was limping down the marble staircase. His wand was out and it was pointing right at a pure white ferret.
"I want to fix that in my memory forever," کہا Ron, his closed and an uplifted expression on his face. "Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret..."
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"Oh Professor look! I think I found an unaspected planet! Oooh, which one's that, Professor?"
"It is Uranus, my dear," کہا Professor Trelawney peering down a the chart.
"Can I have a look at Uranus too, Lavender?" کہا Ron.
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"Mr. Weasley, it's Harry.. the fireplace has been blocked up. آپ won't be able to get through there."
"Damn!" کہا Mr. Weasley's voice. "What on earth did they want to block the fireplace for?"
"They've got an electric fire," Harry explained.
"Really?" کہا Mr. Weasley's voice excitedly. "Eclectic, آپ say? With a plug? Gracious, I must see that... Let's think...ouch, Ron!"
Ron's voice now joined the others'.
"What are we doing here? Has something gone wrong?"
"Oh no, Ron," came Fred's voice, very sarcastically. "No, this is exactly where we want to end up."
"Yeah, we're having the time of our lives here," کہا George, whose voice sounded muffled, as though he was squashed against the wall.
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"Wild!" he said, twiddling the replay knob on the side. I can make that old bloke down there pick his nose again ... and again ... and again. . ."
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"I was saying that Saturn was surely in a position of power in the heavens at the moment of your birth...your dark hair...your mean stature...tragic losses so young in life...I think I am right in saying, my dear, that آپ were born in midwinter?"
"No," کہا Harry, "I was born in July."
Ron hastily turned his laugh into a hacking cough.
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"Of course we still want to know you!" Harry said, staring at Hagrid.
"You don't think anything that Skeeter cow - sorry, Professor," he added quickly, looking at Dumbledore.
"I have gone temporarily deaf and haven't any idea what آپ said, Harry," کہا Dumbledore, twiddling his thumbs and staring at the ceiling.
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"Mr. Crouch!" کہا Percy breathlessly, sunk into a kind of half-bow that made him look like a hunchback. "Would آپ like a cup of tea?"
"Oh," کہا Mr. Crouch, looking over at Percy in mild surprise. "Yes — thank you, Weatherby."
Fred and George choked into their own cups. Percy, very گلابی around the ears, busied himself with the kettle.
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"Colin, I fell in!" he [Dennis Creevey] کہا shrilly, throwing himself into an empty seat. "It was brilliant! And something in the water grabbed me and pushed me back in the boat!"
"Cool!" کہا Colin, just as excitedly. "It was probably the giant squid, Dennis!"
"Wow!" کہا Dennis, as though nobody in their wildest dreams could hope for مزید than being thrown into a storm-tossed, fathoms-deep lake, and pushed out of it again سے طرف کی a giant sea monster.
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"Maybe he'll believe I'm not enjoying myself once I've got my neck broken یا - "
"That's not funny," کہا Hermione quietly. "That's not funny at all." She looked extremely anxious. "Harry, I've been thinking - آپ know what we've got to do, don't you? Straight away, the moment we get back to the castle?"
"Yeah, give Ron a good kick up the - "
"Write to Sirius."
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"What would your head have been doing in Hogsmeade, Potter?" کہا Snape softly. "Your head is not allowed in Hogsmeade. No part of your body has permission to be in Hogsmeade."
Order of the Phoenix
A week after Fred and George's departure, Harry witnessed Professor McGonagall walking right past Peeves, who was determinedly loosening a crystal chandelier, and could have sworn he heard her tell the poltergeist out of the corner of her mouth, "It unscrews the other way."
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Mrs. Weasley let out a shriek just like Hermione's.
"I don't believe it! Oh, Ron, how wonderful! A prefect! That's everyone in the family!"
"What are Fred and I, next-door neighbours?" کہا George indignantly, as his mother pushed him aside and flung her arms around her youngest son.
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"Yes - yes, good point, Petunia! What were آپ doing under our window, boy?"
"Listening to the news," کہا Harry in a resigned voice.
His aunt and uncle exchanged looks of outrage.
"Listening to the news! Again?"
"Well, it changes every day, آپ see," کہا Harry.
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"Cough drop, Dolores?" کہا Professor McGonagall.
Half-Blood Prince
"'Harry Potter knows that he can confide in me with complete confidence,' I told them. 'I would rather die than betray his trust.'"
"That's not saying much, seeing as you're already dead," Ron observed.
"Once again, آپ دکھائیں all the sensitivity of a blunt axe," کہا Nearly Headless Nick in affronted tones.
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"Do آپ remember me telling آپ we are practicing nonverbal spells, Potter?"
"Yes," کہا Harry stiffly.
"Yes, sir."
"There's no need to call me 'sir,' Professor."
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"You'd think people had better things to gossip about," کہا Ginny as she sat on the common room floor, leaning against Harry's legs and reading the Daily Prophet. "Three Dementor attacks in a week, and all Romilda Vane does is ask me if it's true you've got a Hippogriff tattooed across your chest."
Ron and Hermione both roared with laughter. Harry ignored them.
"What did آپ tell her?"
"I told her it's a Hungarian Horntail," کہا Ginny, turning a page of the newspaper idly. "Much مزید macho."
"Thanks," کہا Harry, grinning. "And what did آپ tell her Ron's got?"
"A Pygmy Puff, but I didn't say where."
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"And that's Smith of Hufflepuff with the Quaffle," کہا a dreamy voice, echoing over the grounds. "He did the commentary last time, of course, and Ginny Weasley flew into him, I think probably on purpose, it looked like it. Smith was being quite rude about Gryffindor, I expect he regrets that now he's playing them - oh, look, he's lost the Quaffle. Ginny took it from him. I do like her, she's very nice..."
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Fred, George, Harry, and Ron were the only ones who knew that the angel on سب, سب سے اوپر of the درخت was actually a garden gnome that had bitten Fred on the ankle as he pulled up carrots for Christmas dinner. Stupefied, painted gold, stuffed into a miniature tutu and with small wings glued to its back, it glowered down at them all, the ugliest angel Harry had ever seen, with a large bald head like a potato and rather hairy feet.
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Pointing his wand at nothing in particular, he gave it an upward flick and کہا Levicorpus! inside his head.
"Aaaaaaaargh!"
There was a flash of light and the room was full of voices: Everyone had woken up as Ron had let out a yell. Harry sent Advanced Potion-Making flying in panic; Ron was dangling upside down in midair as though an invisible hook had hoisted him up سے طرف کی the ankle.
"Sorry!" yelled Harry, as Dean and Seamus roared with laughter, and Neville picked himself up from the floor, having fallen out of bed. "Hang on- I'll let آپ down-"
He groped for the potion book and riffled through it in a panic, trying to find the right page; at last he located it and deciphered one cramped word underneath the spell: Praying that this was the counter-jinx, Harry thought Liberacorpus! with all his might.
There was another flash of light, and Ron fell in a heap onto his mattress.
"Sorry," repeated Harry weakly, while Dean and Seamus continued to roar with laughter.
"Tomorrow," کہا Ron in a muffled voice, "I'd rather آپ set the alarm clock."
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"This is your copy of Advanced Potion-Making, is it, Potter?"
"Yes," کہا Harry, still breathing hard.
"You're quite sure of that, are you, Potter?"
"Yes," کہا Harry, with a touch of مزید defiance.
"This is the the copy of Advanced Potion-Making that آپ purchased from Flourish and Blotts?"
"Yes," کہا Harry firmly.
"Then why," asked Snape, "does it have the name 'Roonil Wazlib' written inside the front cover?"
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"If I'm having lessons with you, I won't have to do Occlumency with Snape, will I?"
"Professor Snape, Harry - and no, آپ will not."
"Good," کہا Harry in relief, "because they were a -"
"I think the word 'fiasco' would be a good one here."
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Why Are آپ Worrying about You-Know-Who?
آپ SHOULD Be Worrying About
U-NO-POO -
the Constipation Sensation That's Gripping the Nation!
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"I would assume that آپ were going to offer me refreshment," Dumbledore کہا to Uncle Vernon, "but the evidence so far suggests that that would be optimistic to the point of foolishness."
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"There is no way they'd let me be a Death Eater!" کہا Ron indignantly, a bit of sausage flying off the fork he was now brandishing at Hermione and hitting Ernie Macmillan on the head. "My whole family are blood traitors! That's as bad as Muggle-borns to Death Eaters!"
"And they'd love to have me," کہا Harry sarcastically. "We'd be best pals if they didn't keep trying to do me in."
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"I don't think آپ should be an Auror, Harry," کہا Luna unexpectedly. Everybody looked at her. "The Aurors are part of the Rotfang Conspiracy, I thought everyone knew that. They're planning to bring down the Ministry of Magic from within using a combination of Dark Magic and gum disease."
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"Women," [Ron] کہا wisely to Harry, "they're easily upset."
"And yet," کہا Hermione, coming out of her reverie, "I doubt you'd find a woman who sulked for half an گھنٹہ because Madam Rosmerta didn't laugh at their joke about the hag, the Healer, and the Mimbulus mimbletonia."
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"Oh, very good," interrupted Snape, his lip curling. "Yes, it is easy to see that nearly six years of magical education have not been wasted on you, Potter. 'Ghosts are transparent.'"
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"How do آپ feel Georgie?" whispered Mrs.Weasley.
George's fingers groped for the side of his head."Saintlike," he murmured.
"What's wrong with him?" croaked Fred, looking terrified. "Is his mind affected?"
"Saintlike," reapted George, opening his eyes and looking up at his nrother. "You see...I'm holy. Holey, Fred, geddit?"
Mrs.Weasley sobbed harder than ever. Color flooded Fred's pale face.
"Pathetic," he told George. "Pathetic! With the whole world of ear-related humor before you, آپ go for holey?"
"Ah well," کہا George, grinning at his tear-soaked mother. "You'll be able to tell us apart now, anyway, mum."
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"The sooner this wedding's over the happier I'll be." [Ron]
"Yeah" کہا Harry, "then we'll have nothing to do except find Horcruxes....It'll be like a holiday, won't it?"
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“I was awake half the night thinking it all over, and I believe it’s a plot to get the house.”
“The house?” repeated Harry. “What house?”
“This house!” shrieked Uncle Vernon, the vein in his forehead starting to pulse. “Our house! House prices are skyrocketing around here! آپ want us out of the way and then you’re going to do a bit of hocus-pocus and before we know it the deeds will be in your name and—“
“Are آپ out of your mind?” demanded Harry. “A plot to get this house? Are آپ actually as stupid as آپ look?”
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“How’s Norbert doin’?”
“Norbert?” Charlie laughed. “The Norwegian Ridgeback? We call her Norberta now.”
“Wha—Norbert’s a girl?
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Ron, آپ know full well Harry and I were brought up سے طرف کی Muggles!” کہا Hermione. “We didn’t hear stories like that when we were little, we heard ‘Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs’ and ‘Cinderella’—“
“What’s that, an illness?” asked Ron.
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But before [Uncle Bilius] went loopy he was the life and soul of the party,” کہا Fred. “He used to down an entire bottle of firewhisky, then run onto the dance floor, hoist up his robes, and start pulling bunches of flowers out of his—“
“Yes, he sounds a real charmer,” کہا Hermione, while Harry roared with laughter.
“Never married, for some reason,” کہا Ron.
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Somewhere in the distance they could hear Peeves zooming through the corridors singing a victory song of his own composition:
''We did it, we bashed them, wee Potter’s the one, And Voldy’s gone moldy, so now let’s have fun!''
“Really gives a feeling for the scope and tragedy of the thing, doesn’t it?” کہا Ron.
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"What are آپ doing with all those کتابیں anyway?" Ron asked.
"Just trying to decide which ones to take with us," کہا Hermione. When we're looking for the Horcruxes."
"Oh, of course," کہا Ron, clapping a hand to his forehead. "I forgot we'll be hunting down Voldemort in a mobile library."
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“If آپ think I’m going to let six people risk their lives - !”
“ – because it’s the first time for all of us,” کہا Ron.
“This is different, pretending to be me – ”
“Well, none of us really fancy it, Harry,” کہا Fred earnestly. “Imagine if something went wrong and we were stuck as specky, scrawny gits forever.”
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“You can’t do it if I don’t cooperate, آپ need me to give آپ some hair.”
“Well, that’s that plan scuppered,” کہا George. “Obviously there’s no chance at all of us getting a bit of your hair unless آپ cooperate.”
“Yeah, thirteen of us against one bloke who’s not allowed to use magic; we’ve got no chance,” کہا Fred.
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“Arthur and Fred – ”
“I’m George,” کہا the twin at whom Moody was pointing. “Can’t آپ even tell us apart when we’re Harry?”
“Sorry, George – ”
“I’m only yanking your wand, I’m Fred really – ”
“Enough messing around!” snarled Moody.
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Hermione made purple and سونا streamers erupt from the end of her wand and drape themselves artistically over the trees and bushes.
“Nice,” کہا Ron, as with one final flourish of her wand, Hermione turned the leaves on the crapapple درخت to gold.
“You’ve really got an eye for that sort of thing.”
“Thank you, Ron!” کہا Hermione, looking both pleased and a little confused.
Harry turned away, smiling to himself.
He had a funny notion that he would find a chapter on compliments when he found time to peruse his copy of Twelve Fail-Safe Ways to Charm Witches.
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“Seventeen, eh!” کہا Hagrid as he accepted a bucket-sized glass of wine from Fred.
“Six years to the دن we met, Harry, d’yeh remember it?”
“Vaguely,” کہا Harry, grinning up at him. “Didn’t آپ smash down the front door, give Dudley a pig’s tail, and tell me I was a wizard?”
“I forge’ the details,” Hagrid chortled.
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He held out his hand, and Scrimgeour leaned آگے again and placed the Snitch, slowly and deliberately, into Harry’s palm.
Nothing happened. As Harry’s fingers closed around the Snitch, its tired wings fluttered and were still.
Scrimgeour, Ron, and Hermione continued to gaze avidly at the now partially concealed ball, as if still hoping it might transform in some way.
“That was dramatic,” کہا Harry coolly.
Both Ron and Hermione laughed.
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Luna: “Daddy, look – one of the gnomes actually bit me!”
“How wonderful! Gnome saliva is enormously beneficial!” کہا Mr. Lovegood, seizing Luna’s outstretched finger and examining the bleeding puncture marks.
“Luna, my love, if آپ should feel any burgeoning talent today – perhaps an unexpected urge to sing opera یا to declaim in Mermish – do not repress it! آپ may have been gifted سے طرف کی the Gernumblies!”
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“Expec – Expecto Patronum,” کہا Hermione. Nothing happened.
“It’s the only spell she ever has trouble with,” Harry told a completely bemused Mrs. Cattermole. “Bit unfortunate, really.”
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Hermione: “’And Death spoke to them – ’”
“Sorry,” interjected Harry, “but Death spoke to them?”
“It’s a fairy tale, Harry!
“Right, sorry. Go on.”
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The real Harry thought that this might just be the most bizzarre thing he had ever seen, and he had seen some extremely odd things. He watched as his six doppelgangers rummaged in the sacks, pulling out sets of clothes, putting on flasses, stuffing their own things away. He felt like asking them to دکھائیں a little مزید respect for his privacy as they all began stripping off with impunity, clearly much مزید at ease with displaying his body than they would have been with their own.
"I knew Ginny was lying about that tattoo," کہا Ron , looking down at his bare chest.
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"So that's little Scorpius,"said Ron under his breath. "Make sure آپ beat him in every test Rosie.Thank God آپ inherited your mother's brains."
"Ron for heaven's sake,"said Hermione, half stern, half amused. "Don't try to turn them against each other before they've even started school!"
"You're right, sorry," کہا Ron. But unable to help himself, he added "Don't get too friendly with him, though Rosie. Granddad Weasley would never forgive آپ if آپ married a pureblood."
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"There was the sound of pattering feet, a blaze of shining copper, an echoing clang, and a shriek of agony: Kreacher had taken a run at Mundungus and hit him over the head with a saucepan.
"Call 'im off, call 'im off, 'e should be locked up!" screamed Mundungus, cowering as Kreacher raised the heavy-bottomed pan again.
"Kreacher, no!" Shouted Harry.
Kreacher's thin arms trembled with the weight of the pan, still held aloft. "Perhaps just one more, Master Harry, for luck?"
Ron laughed.
"We need him conscious, Kreacher, but if he needs persuading آپ can do the honors," کہا Harry.
"Thank آپ very much, Master."
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When he straightened up again, there were six Harry Potters gasping and panting in front of him. Fred and George turned to each other and کہا together, "Wow -- We're identical!"
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"Teddy's back there," [James] کہا breathlessly, pointing back over his shoulder into the billowing clouds of steam. "Just seen him! And guess what he's doing? Snogging Victoire!"
He gazed up at the adults, evidently disappointed سے طرف کی the lack of reaction.
"Our Teddy! Teddy Lupin! Snogging our Victoire! Our cousin! And I asked Teddy what he was doing--"
"You interrupted them?" کہا Ginny. "You are so like Ron--"
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“Look, if I picked up a sword right now, Ron, and ran آپ through with it, I wouldn’t damage your soul at all.”
“Which would be a real comfort to me, I’m sure,” کہا Ron.
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"Rubeus Hagrid, well-known gamekeeper at Hogwarts School, has narrowly escaped arrest within the grounds of Hogwarts, where he is rumored to have hosted a 'Support Harry Potter' party in his house. However, Hagrid was not taken into custody, and is, we believe, on the run." [Lupin]
"I suppose it helps, when escaping from Death Eaters, if you've got a sixteen-foot-high half brother?" asked Lee.
"It would tend to give آپ an edge," agreed Lupin gravely.
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"Mind you, if all the alleged sightings of him are genuine, we must have a good nineteen You-Know-Whos running around the place." [Fred]
"Which suits him, of course," کہا Kingsley. "The air of mystery is creating مزید terror than actually دکھانا himself."
"Agreed," کہا Fred. "So, people, let's try and calm down a bit. Things are bad enough without inventing stuff as well. For instance, this new idea that You-Know-Who can kill with a single glance from his eyes. That's a basilisk, listeners. One simple test: Check whether the thing that's glaring at آپ has got legs. If it has, it's محفوظ to look into its eyes, although if it really is You-Know-Who, that's still likely to be the last thing آپ ever do."
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"And the rumors that he keeps being sighted abroad?" asked Lee.
"Well, who wouldn't want a nice little holiday after all the hard work he's been putting in?" asked Fred. "Point is, people, don't get lulled into a false sense of security, thinking that he's out of the country. Maybe he is, maybe he isn't, but the fact remains he can اقدام faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo when he wants to, so don't count on him being a long way away if you're planning on taking any risks. I never thought I'd hear myself say it, but safety first!"
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"This girl is very nice-looking," Krum said, recalling Harry to his surroundings. Krum was pointing at Ginny, who had just joined Luna. "She is also a relative of yours?"
"Yeah," کہا Harry, suddenly irritated, "and she's seeing someone. Jealous type. Big bloke. آپ wouldn't want to پار, صلیب him."
