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Harry Potter He raised the gnome above his head (“Gerroff me!”) and started to swing it in great circles like a lasso. Seeing the shocked look on Harry’s face, Ron added, “It doesn’t hurt them — you’ve just got to make them really dizzy so they can’t find their way back to the gnomeholes.”
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"Call him Voldemort, Harry. Always use the proper name for things. Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself."
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HERMIONE approaches HARRY – who is looking around himself, overwhelmed by all he is seeing.
HERMIONE
You remember when we were last here? This feels just like old times.
RON
Old times with a few unwelcome ponytails added to the mix.
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A breeze ruffled the neat hedges of Privet Drive, which lay silent and tidy under the inky sky, the very last place you would expect astonishing things to happen. Harry Potter rolled over inside his blankets without waking up. One small hand closed on the letter beside him and he slept on, not knowing he was special, not knowing he was famous, not knowing he would be woken in a few hours' time by Mrs. Dursley's scream as she opened the front door to put out the milk bottles, nor that he would spend the next few weeks being prodded and pinched by his cousin Dudley... He couldn't know that at this very moment, people meeting in secret all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: "To Harry Potter -- the boy who lived!"
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"Your mother died to save you. If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love. He didn't realize that love as powerful as your mother's for you leaves its own mark. Not a scar, no visible sign... to have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever. It is in your very skin. Quirrell, full of hatred, greed, and ambition, sharing his soul with Voldemort, could not touch you for this reason. It was agony to touch a person marked by something so good."
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“What — the — devil — are — you — doing?” said Uncle Vernon through ritted teeth, his face horribly close to Harry’s. “You’ve just ruined the punch line of my Japanese golfer joke... One more sound and you’ll wish you’d never been born, boy!”
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DRACO
Flipendo!
HARRY is sent twirling through the air. DRACO laughs.
Keep up, old man.
HARRY
We’re the same age, Draco.
DRACO
I wear it better.
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Harry took off his glasses and put them safely in his pocket before helping himself to Floo powder. It definitely wasn’t his favorite way to travel.
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Harry was speeding toward the ground when the crowd saw him clap his hand to his mouth as though he was about to be sick -- he hit the field on all fours -- coughed -- and something gold fell into his hand.
"I've got the Snitch!" he shouted, waving it above his head, and the game ended in complete confusion.
"He didn't catch it, he nearly swallowed it," Flint was still howling twenty minutes later, but it made no difference
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DUMBLEDORE
You must see him as he is, Harry. You must look for what’s wounding him.
Rating : 3,08/5 (563 votes) - Comments
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