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He had grown used to the idea that Dumbledore could solve anything.
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faith
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I have had it tested for poison," he assured Harry. "Had a house-elf taste every bottle after what happened to your poor friend Rupert."
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Somewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty.
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This group had a kind of dark glamour within the castle. They were a motley collection; a mixture of the weak seeking protection, the ambitious seeking some shared glory, and the thuggish gravitating toward a leader who could show them more refined forms of cruelty.
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Hermione,' said Hagrid. 'What about her?' said Ron. 'She's in a righ' state, that's what. She's bin comin' down ter visit me a lot since Chris'mas. Bin feelin' lonely. Firs' yeh weren' talking to her because o' the Firebolt, now yer not talkin' to her because her cat--' '--ate Scabbers!' Ron interjected angrily. 'Because her cat acted like all cats do,' Hagrid continued doggedly. 'She's cried a fair few times, yeh know. Goin' through a roug..
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struggles
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The barman sidled toward them out of a back room. He was a grump-looking old man with a great deal of a long gray hair and a beard. He was tall and thin and looked vaguely familiar to Harry.
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Don't ask questions -- that was the first rule for a quiet life with the Dursleys.
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She had a way of moving that moved him as much as music, which was what moved him most of all. Surely the spirit animating that pearless body must be unusual too? Why would nature make a vessel like that, if not to contain something still more valuable?
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Their reward for enduring the awful experience was the right to tell people about it.
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No, nothing,' said Dumbledore, and a great sadness filled his face. 'The time is long gone when I could frighten you with a burning wardrobe and force you to make repayment for your crimes. But I wish I could, Tom... I wish I could....
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Indeed, your failure to understand that there are things much worse than death has always been your greatest weakness.
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Very astute, Harry, but the mouth organ was only ever a mouth organ." - Albus Dumbledore"
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Potter is mocked by a faculty member for the idea that there is evil in the world from which even children need to learn to defend themselves by the actual practice of doing so rather than familiarity with theory.
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spiritual-warfare
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It was either a very big cat or quite a small tiger," said Harry."
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I need to talk to you in private," Harry muttered to Ron and Hermione as the train picked up speed. "Go away, Ginny," said Ron. "Oh, that's nice," said Ginny huffily, and she stalked off."
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But you're dead," said Harry. "Oh yes," said Dumbledore matter-of-factly. "Then...I'm dead too?" "Ah," said Dumbledore, smiling still more broadly. "That is the question, isn't it? On the whole, dear boy, I think not." They looked at each other, the old man still beaming. "Not?" repeated Harry. "Not," said Dumbledore. "But..." Harry raised his hand instinctively toward the lightning scar. It did not seem to be there. "But I should have died..
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Harry: "Have you..." he began. "I mean, who ... has anyone you known ever died?" "Yes," said Luna simply, "my mother. She was a quite extraordinary witch, you know, but she did like to experiment and one of her spells went rather badly wrong one day. I was nine." "I'm sorry," Harry mumbled. "Yes, it was rather horrible," said Luna conversationally. "I still feel very sad about it sometimes. But I've still got Dad. And anyway, it's not as..
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A bit of old parchment!' said Fred, closing his eyes with a grimace as though Harry had mortally offended him. 'Explain, George.' '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. '-well, more innocent than we are now-we got into a spot of bother with Filch.
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The idea of Dumbledore's corpse frightened Harry much less than the possibility that he might have misunderstood the living Dumbledore's intentions.
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From here on in, Harry, I may be as woefully wrong as Humphrey Belcher who believed the time was ripe for a cheese cauldron.
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If she could have died...if she could have disappeared forever...but the solid surface of things refused to dissolve around her, and her body, her hateful hermaphrodite's body, continued in its stubborn, lumpen way, to live...
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Naturlich passiert es in deinem Kopf, Harry, aber warum um alles in der Welt sollte das bedeuten, dass es nicht wirklich ist?
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He put Harry's wand back into its box and wrapped it in brown paper, still muttering, "Curious . . . curious . . ." "Sorry," said Harry, "but curious?" Mr. Ollivander fixed Harry with his pale stare. "I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter. Every single wand. It so happens that the phoenix whose tail feather is in your wand, gave another feather -- just one other. It is very curious indeed that you should be destined for this wa..
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Messers Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs Purveyors of Aids to magical Mischief-Makers are proud to present THE MARAUDER'S MAP
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Worrying means you suffer twice
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INT. MINISTERE DES AFFAIRES MAGIQUES, RECORDS ROOM ATRIUM--NIGHT MELUSINE: Puis-je vous aider? NEWT: Er--yes, this is Leta Lestrange. And--I'm her-- TINA: Fiance. There is an increased awkwardness between them. NEWT: Tina, about that fiancee business-- TINA (brittle): Sorry, yeah. I should have congratulated you-- The doors to the records office open. They enter briskly. INT. MINISTERE DES AFFAIRES MAGIQUES, RECORDS ROOM--NIGHT The doors cl..
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tina-goldstein
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The Dark Lord lies alone and friendless, abandoned by his followers. His servant has been chained these twelve years. Tonight, before midnight ... the servant will break free and set out to rejoin his master. The Dark Lord will rise again with his servant's aid, greater and more terrible than ever he was. Tonight ... before midnight ... the servant ... will set out ... to rejoin ... his master. ...
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Odd words floated back to them over the hundreds of heads. "Nobility of spirit"..."intellectual contribution"..."greatness of heart"...It did not mean very much. It had little to do with Dumbledore as Harry had known him. He suddenly remembered Dumbledore's idea of a few words, "nitwit," "oddment," "blubber," and "tweak," and again had to suppress a grin..."
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Ron held up his badge. Mrs Weasley let out a shriek just like Hermione's. '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 neighbours?' said George indignantly, as his mother pushed him aside and flung her arms around her youngest son.
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Oh, most think he's barking, the potty wee lad, but some are more kindly and think he's just sad, but Peevesy knows better and says that he's mad.
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You're just as sane as I am.
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you're pleased with yourselves. We could all have been killed - or worse, expelled.
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Time is making fools of us again
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Harry was speechless. Hermione was the last person to do anything against the rules, and here she was pretending she had, to get them out of trouble. It was as if Snape had started handing out sweets.
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I don't think you're a waste of space.
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The hook-nosed teacher looked past Quirrell's turban straight into Harry's eyes -- and a sharp, hot pain shot across the scar on Harry's forehead.
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Both could feel the relationship crumbling to pieces beneath the weight of everything that Gavin refused to say.
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I am about to die.
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Harry Potter has kindly joined us for my rebirthing party. One might go so far as to call him my guest of honor.
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You think the dead we loved ever truly leave us? You think that we don't recall them more clearly than ever in times of great trouble? Your father is alive in you, Harry, and shows himself most plainly when you have need of him. How else could you produce that particular Patronus? Prongs rode again last night.
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But Colin's only understanding of love was of limitless loyalty, boundless tolerance:
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Harry is the best hope we have. Trust him.
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You haven't given me any ink," he said. "Oh, you won't need ink," said Professor Umbridge with the merest suggestion of a laugh in her voice. Harry placed the point of the quill on the paper and wrote: . He let out a gasp of pain. The words had appeared on the parchment in what appeared to be shining red ink. At the same time, the words had appeared on the back of Harry's right hand, cut into his skin as though traced there by a scalpel -..
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Harry had the impression that even the barman was listening in. He was wiping the same glass with the filthy rag; it was becoming steadily dirtier.
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