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J.K. Rowling
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March 16 - September 21, 2025
Flying with the Cannons
Common Magical Ailments and Afflictions.
Dear Sirius, Thanks for your last letter. That bird was enormous; it could hardly get through my window. Things are the same as usual here. Dudley’s diet isn’t going too well. My aunt found him smuggling doughnuts into his room yesterday. They told him they’d have to cut his pocket money if he keeps doing it, so he got really angry and chucked his PlayStation out of the window. That’s a sort of computer thing you can play games on. Bit stupid really, now he hasn’t even got Mega-Mutilation Part Three to take his mind off things. I’m okay, mainly because the Dursleys are terrified you might turn
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Dear Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, We have never been introduced, but I am sure you have heard a great deal from Harry about my son Ron. As Harry might have told you, the final of the Quidditch World Cup takes place this Monday night, and my husband, Arthur, has just managed to get prime tickets through his connections at the Department of Magical Games and Sports. I do hope you will allow us to take Harry to the match, as this really is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; Britain hasn’t hosted the Cup for thirty years, and tickets are extremely hard to come by. We would of course be glad to have Harry
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Harry — DAD GOT THE TICKETS — Ireland versus Bulgaria, Monday night. Mum’s writing to the Muggles to ask you to stay. They might already have the letter, I don’t know how fast Muggle post is. Thought I’d send this with Pig anyway.
We’re coming for you whether the Muggles like it or not, you can’t miss the World Cup, only Mum and Dad reckon it’s better if we pretend to ask their permission first. If they say yes, send Pig back with your answer pronto, and we’ll come and get you at five o’clock on Sunday. If they say no, send Pig back pronto and we’ll come and get you at five o’clock on Sunday anyway. Hermione’s arriving this afternoon. Percy’s started work — the Department of International Magical Cooperation. Don’t mention anything about Abroad while you’re here unless you want the pants bored off you. See you soon —
Ron, it’s all okay, the Muggles say I can come. See you five o’clock tomorrow. Can’t wait.
If you want to contact me, I’ll be at my friend Ron Weasley’s for the rest of the summer. His dad’s got us tickets for the Quidditch World Cup!
“Incendio!”
“Ton-Tongue Toffee,”
O.W.L.s were Ordinary Wizarding Levels, the examinations Hogwarts students took at the age of fifteen.
Ron’s favorite Quidditch team, the Chudley Cannons,
“Er — why are you calling that owl Pig?” Harry asked Ron. “Because he’s being stupid,” said Ginny. “Its proper name is Pigwidgeon.”
“They saved my life, those cakes.”
No ambition, unless you count making as much trouble as they possibly can. . .
Hermione was hovering near the hedge, apparently torn between amusement and anxiety.
His brother, Otto, got into a spot of trouble — a lawnmower with unnatural powers — I smoothed the whole thing over.”
I’ll get your things for you tomorrow in Diagon Alley. I’m getting everyone else’s. There might not be time after the World Cup, the match went on for five days last time.”
“I shudder to think what the state of my in-tray would be if I was away from work for five days.” “Yeah, someone might slip dragon dung in it again, eh, Perce?” said Fred. “That was a sample of fertilizer from Norway!” said Percy, going very red in the face. “It was nothing personal!” “It was,” Fred whispered to Harry as they got up from the table. “We sent it.”
“Why can’t we Apparate too?” “Because you’re not of age and you haven’t passed your test,”
“Er — Splinched?” said Harry. “They left half of themselves behind,” said Mr. Weasley, now spooning large amounts of treacle onto his porridge. “So, of course, they were stuck. Couldn’t move either way. Had to wait for the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad to sort them out. Meant a fair old bit of paperwork,
You don’t mess around with Apparition. There are plenty of adult wizards who don’t bother with it. Prefer brooms — slower, but safer.”
“Accio!”
Ton-Tongue Toffees.
we have to stagger the arrivals. People with cheaper tickets have to arrive two weeks beforehand.
For those who don’t want to Apparate, or can’t, we use Portkeys. They’re objects that are used to transport wizards from one spot to another at a prearranged time.
Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.
“Obliviate!”
Mr. Bagman was Head of Magical Games and Sports,”
Wimbourne Wasps
THE SALEM WITCHES’ INSTITUTE.
“I’m not putting them on,” said old Archie in indignation. “I like a healthy breeze ’round my privates, thanks.”
Puddlemere United reserve team.
Cuthbert Mockridge, Head of the Goblin Liaison Office.
Gilbert Wimple; he’s with the Committee on Experimental Charms;
Arnold Peasegood, he’s an Obliviator — member of the Accidental M...
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Bode and Croaker . . . they’re Unspeakables. . . .” “They’re what?” “From the Department of Mysteries, top secret, no...
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Bagman did the smallest of double takes when he heard Harry’s name, and his eyes performed the familiar flick upward to the scar on Harry’s forehead.
Even being so young Harry picked up on people always trying to get a peek of his scar as soon as they hear who he is. You can see how people already defined who he was by that one moment (his parents murder) where he objectively had not even gained conciousness yet.
Agatha Timms has put up half shares in her eel farm on a week-long match.”
“Thank you for the tea, Weatherby.”
“Oh shut up, Weatherby,”
“Omnioculars,” said the saleswizard eagerly. “You can replay action . . . slow everything down . . . and they flash up a play-by-play breakdown if you need it. Bargain
