“I’m the new Slytherin Seeker, Weasley,” said Malfoy, smugly. “Everyone’s just been admiring the brooms my father’s bought our team.”
Ron gaped, openmouthed, at the seven superb broomsticks in front of him.
“Good, aren’t they?” said Malfoy smoothly. “But perhaps the Gryffindor team will be able to raise some gold and get new brooms, too. You could raffle off those Cleansweep Fives; I expect a museum would bid for them.”
Rating : 2,99/5 (548 votes) - Comments
It was a voice, a voice to chill the bone marrow, a voice of breathtaking, ice-cold venom.
“Come... come to me... Let me rip you... Let me tear you... Let me kill you...”Harry gave a huge jump and a large lilac blot appeared on Veronica Smethley’s street.
“What?” he said loudly.
“I know!” said Lockhart. “Six solid months at the top of the best-seller list! Broke all records!”
Rating : 2,94/5 (444 votes) - Comments
English