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Harry lay flat on his back, breathing hard as though he had been running. He had awoken from a vivid dream with his hands pressed over his face. The old scar on his forehead, which was shaped like a bolt of lightning, was burning beneath his fingers as though someone had just pressed a white-hot wire to his skin.
Dumbledore, with his long silver beard, full-length wizard’s robes and pointed hat, stretched out on a beach somewhere, rubbing suntan lotion into his long crooked nose.
Dear Professor Dumbledore, Sorry to bother you, but my scar hurt this morning. Yours sincerely, Harry Potter.
Dudley had reached roughly the size and weight of a young killer whale.
‘Only after Dudley finished with them,’
The idea of being taught consideration by a man who had just blasted away half his living-room wall seemed to be causing him intense suffering.
like a healthy breeze round my privates, thanks.’
If I’ve told him once I’ve told him a hundred times:
Ron told Malfoy to do something that Harry knew he would never have dared say in front of Mrs Weasley.
‘Keep that big bushy head down, Granger,’
‘Good evening,’ he said, beaming at them. ‘Says who?’ said Harry,
‘A thousand years or more ago, When I was newly sewn, There lived four wizards of renown, Whose names are still well known: Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor, Fair Ravenclaw, from glen, Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad, Shrewd Slytherin, from fen. They shared a wish, a hope, a dream, They hatched a daring plan To educate young sorcerers Thus Hogwarts School began. Now each of these four founders Formed their own house, for each Did value different virtues In the ones they had to teach. By Gryffindor, the bravest were Prized far beyond the rest; For Ravenclaw, the cleverest Would always be the
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‘Hear, hear!’ said Harry and Ron loudly, as the empty dishes filled magically before their eyes.
We have worked hard over the summer to ensure that, this time, no champion will find himself or herself in mortal danger.
Longbottom, I’ve got some books that might interest you.’
Why don’t you get stabbed in the back by someone you thought was a friend?’ ‘Yeah … cool …’ said Harry, scribbling it down, ‘because … Venus is in the twelfth house.’
Harry laid down his quill, too, having just finished predicting his own death by decapitation.
No, I don’t think I will, thanks, said the other voice, a little more firmly … no, I don’t really want to …
‘The first task will take place on November the twenty-fourth,
I’m not stupid, you know.’ ‘You’re doing a really good impression of it,’
‘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.’
‘No, I’m fine,’ said Harry, wondering why he kept telling people this, and wondering whether he had ever been less fine.
‘Yeah, you can have a word,’ said Harry savagely. ‘Goodbye.’
‘He said we is free to call him a – a barmy old codger if we likes, sir!’
Harry and Ron, who had been having a sword fight with a couple of Fred and George’s fake wands at
Cedric was in fact a useless pretty-boy who didn’t have enough brains to fill an eggcup.
found myself in a beautifully proportioned room I have never seen before, containing a really rather magnificent collection of chamberpots. When I went back to investigate more closely, I discovered that the room had vanished.
Hagrid’s half-giant, she definitely is. Big bones … the only thing that’s got bigger bones than her is a dinosaur.’
‘Next time there’s a ball, ask me before someone else does, and not as a last resort!’
‘I have gone temporarily deaf and haven’t any idea what you said, Harry,’
Moody’s book and start drinking only from a private hip-flask.
If you want to know what a man’s like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.’
Hermione’s, however, was smaller than a chicken’s egg. Her face fell when she saw it. ‘Your mum doesn’t read Witch Weekly, by any chance, does she, Ron?’ she asked quietly. ‘Yeah,’ said Ron,
‘I think I can find the castle on my own, thanks.’
‘Rookwood?’
Ludo Bagman, a Death Eater?
Y r they letting ex death eaters in ministry
the day Ludo Bagman joins us will be a very sad day for the Ministry …’
‘they are insane. They are both in St Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. I believe Neville visits them, with his grandmother, during the holidays. They do not recognise him.’
A swishing noise and a second voice, which screeched the words to the night: ‘Avada Kedavra!’
Cedric was lying spread-eagled on the ground beside him. He was dead.
Lord Voldemort had risen again.
‘Crucio!’ It was pain beyond anything Harry had ever experienced;
‘And now you face me, like a man … straight backed and proud, the way your father died …
shouted ‘Expelliarmus!’, Voldemort cried, ‘Avada Kedavra!’
‘Harry …’ whispered the figure of Cedric, ‘take my body back, will you? Take my body back to my parents …’
‘He’s back,’ Harry whispered. ‘He’s back. Voldemort.’
power radiated from Dumbledore as though he was giving off burning heat.
Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.
Sirius’ grip on Harry’s shoulder was now so tight it was painful.
‘You have shown bravery beyond anything I could have expected of you tonight, Harry. You have shown bravery equal to those who died fighting Voldemort at the height of his powers. You have shouldered a grown wizard’s burden and found yourself equal to it – and you have now given us all that we have a right to expect. You will come with me to the hospital wing. I do not want you returning to the dormitory tonight. A Sleeping Potion, and some peace
