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J.K. Rowling
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July 6 - July 7, 2015
Hagrid could be seen from the upstairs windows, defrosting broomsticks on the Quidditch pitch, bundled up in a long moleskin overcoat, rabbit-fur gloves and enormous beaverskin boots.
Weird take? But I've always thought Hagrid would be Vegan bc he loves animals so much.
‘This is it.’ ‘The big one,’ said Fred Weasley. ‘The one we’ve all been waiting for,’ said George.
‘This is the best team Gryffindor’s had in years. We’re going to win. I know it.’ He glared at them all as if to say, ‘Or else.’
Fuck, i love him.
Marcus Flint, a fifth-year. Harry thought Flint looked as if he had some troll blood in him.
Marcus Flint intro
The Weasley twins’ friend, Lee Jordan, was doing the commentary for the match, closely watched by Professor McGonagall.
I'd be interested to know what Lee did after the battle bc hes actually pretty funny.
When i say I'm interested I mean, i don't actually want to know, but i hope he's happy!
‘Bin watchin’ from me hut,’ said Hagrid, patting a large pair of binoculars round his neck, ‘But it isn’t the same as bein’ in the crowd. No sign of the Snitch yet, eh?’
Aww Hagrid came to his first match!
‘Kept outta trouble, though, that’s somethin’,’
First and last time anyone will say that about Harry Potter
‘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,
‘Can’t nothing interfere with a broomstick except powerful Dark Magic – no kid could do that to a Nimbus Two Thousand.’
Literally how does that make any kind of sense?
‘Leave it to me.’
Hermione, 11: "leave it to me"
And they did, for the rest of their lives
as the Weasleys flew up to try and pull Harry safely on to one of their brooms,
This is why we love the Wesleys, they've all adopted him now
she didn’t even stop to say sorry as she knocked Professor Quirrell headfirst into the row in front.
Scooping the fire off him into a little jar in her pocket she scrambled back along the row
She's a fucking 1st year. I love her.
‘Neville, you can look!’ Ron said. Neville had been sobbing into Hagrid’s jacket for the last five minutes.
Gryffindor had won by one hundred and seventy points to sixty.
Quidditch makes no sense as a sport but yay Gryffindor, i guess?
‘I know a jinx when I see one, Hagrid, I’ve read all about them!
Hermione 'I've read all about them' Granger
‘Aha!’ said Harry. ‘So there’s someone called Nicolas Flamel involved, is there?’
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.
‘I do feel so sorry,’ said Draco Malfoy, one Potions class, ‘for all those people who have to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because they’re not wanted at home.’
And this is exactly why i have conflicting feelings about Draco. He's so needlessly awful.
‘Be that as it may, fighting is against Hogwarts rules, Hagrid,’ said Snape silkily.
How old is Snape? Like 30/31??? Idk why this is suddenly important, but like, imagine getting in trouble from some greasy emo teacher who barely graduated 10 yrs ago like???
And then, of course, there was the sheer size of the library; tens of thousands of books; thousands of shelves; hundreds of narrow rows.
They need Wizard Google
Harry wandered over to the Restricted Section.
Why is this even a thing??? Especially after Tom Riddle...
‘And you could ask your parents if they know who Flamel is,’ said Ron. ‘It’d be safe to ask them.’
Literally why doesn't Ron ask his WIZARD parents??
Ron also started teaching Harry wizard chess.
YUSSSS
However, old chessmen weren’t a drawback at all. Ron knew them so well he never had trouble getting them to do what he wanted.
I kind of love the idea of Ron bondoing with his chess pieces over games
‘My mum. I told her you didn’t expect any presents and – oh, no,’ he groaned, ‘she’s made you a Weasley jumper.’
Okay but imagine Ron writing to his mum about his new friend who probably won't get any presents and Mrs Weasley hurriedly getting out the knitting needles again!
Something fluid and silvery grey went slithering to the floor, where it lay in gleaming folds. Ron gasped.
Your father left this in my possession before he died. It is time it was returned to you. Use it well.
‘You haven’t got a letter on yours,’ George observed. ‘I suppose she thinks you don’t forget your name. But we’re not stupid – we know we’re called Gred and Forge.’
‘I – don’t – want –’ said Percy thickly, as the twins forced the jumper over his head, knocking his glasses askew. ‘And you’re not sitting with the Prefects today, either,’ said George. ‘Christmas is a time for family.’ They frog-marched Percy from the room, his arms pinned to his sides by his jumper.
They do love him!
losing spectacularly to Ron. He suspected he wouldn’t have lost so badly if Percy hadn’t tried to help him so much.
This shit makes me so happy
Where should he go? He stopped, his heart racing, and thought. And then it came to him.
Harry: *has the ability to go anywhere unseen*
Harry: *goes to the library*
Bless him
He’d be able to read as long as he liked,
Every reader's dream
She was a very pretty woman. She had dark red hair and her eyes – her eyes are just like mine, Harry thought, edging a little closer to the glass. Bright green – exactly the same shape, but then he noticed that she was crying; smiling, but crying at the same time. The tall, thin, black-haired man standing next to her put his arm around her. He wore glasses, and his hair was very untidy. It stuck up at the back, just like Harry’s did.
Harry was looking at his family, for the first time in his life.
‘I’d like to see your mum and dad,’ Ron said eagerly.
‘No – I’m alone – but I’m different – I look older – and I’m Head Boy!’
‘I don’t need a cloak to become invisible,’ said Dumbledore gently.
But I'll take your dad's anyway so he can't use it to hide his family from Voldemort
It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live,
‘One can never have enough socks,
Over and over again he dreamed about his parents disappearing in a flash of green light while a high voice cackled with laughter.
‘Pretend to break your leg,’ Hermione suggested. ‘Really break your leg,’ said Ron.
Harry felt in the pocket of his robes and pulled out a Chocolate Frog, the very last one from the box Hermione had given him for Christmas. He gave it to Neville, who looked as though he might cry.
I feel like we don't have many genuinely nice characters out there, or maybe I'm just reading the wrong books. Harry might be a little shit and snarky as all hell but he is genuinely a nice person.
‘You’re worth twelve of Malfoy,’ Harry said.
defeat of the Dark wizard Grindelwald in 1945, for the discovery of the twelve uses of dragon’s blood and his work on alchemy with his partner, Nicolas Flamel”!’
Who even is this man
penalty because George Weasley had hit a Bludger at him.
See, there’s Potter, who’s got no parents, then there’s the Weasleys, who’ve got no money – you should be on the team, Longbottom, you’ve got no brains.’
He's witty, it's a shame he's such a dickhead.
