Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (Harry Potter, #3)

by J.K. Rowling

But Harry continued to stare at the front cover of the book; it showed a black dog large as a bear, with gleaming eyes. It looked oddly familiar …

Didn’t people always say that Dumbledore was the only person Lord Voldemort had ever been afraid of?

‘I don’t go looking for trouble,’ said Harry, nettled. ‘Trouble usually finds me.’

‘Very well. Kindly wait outside while I have a quick word with Miss Granger about her timetable, then we can go down to the feast together.’

Is se theon who gav hermione the thing to turn back time

‘All down ter you three,’ said Hagrid, wiping his shining face on his napkin as he looked up at them. ‘Can’ believe it … great man, Dumbledore … came straight down to me hut after Professor Kettleburn said he’d had enough … it’s what I always wanted …’

He's so cute

‘Hermione,’ said Ron, frowning as he looked over her shoulder, ‘they’ve messed up your timetable. Look – they’ve got you down for about ten subjects a day. There isn’t enough time.’ ‘I’ll manage. I’ve fixed it all with Professor McGonagall.’

‘You look in excellent health to me, Potter, so you will excuse me if I don’t let you off homework today. I assure you that if you die, you need not hand it in.’

‘Professor Trelawney said you didn’t have the right aura! You just don’t like being rubbish at something for a change!’

‘I … I thought they were funny,’ Hagrid said uncertainly to Hermione.

No baby he's just mean don't listen to him

Tears leaked out of the crinkled corners of Hagrid’s beetle-black eyes. He grabbed both Harry and Ron and pulled them into a bone-breaking hug.

‘Five more points from Gryffindor for being an insufferable know-it-all.’

‘Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs,’

‘Do you know, I still have trouble believing it,’ said Madam Rosmerta thoughtfully. ‘Of all the people to go over to the Dark side, Sirius Black was the last I’d have thought … I mean, I remember him when he was a boy at Hogwarts. If you’d told me then what he was going to become, I’d have said you’d had too much mead.’

‘It was not we who found him. It was little Peter Pettigrew – another of the Potters’ friends.

And Black standing there laughing, with what was left of Pettigrew in front of him … a heap of blood-stained robes and a few – a few fragments

i hope they explain what really happened here cause i don't understand why wuld siruis be laughing if it wasn't him.

‘I wish I could say that he was,’

You know, most of the prisoners in there sit muttering to themselves in the dark, there’s no sense in them … but I was shocked at how normal Black seemed. He spoke quite rationally to me.

Well that's because it wasn't him.

Why had nobody ever told him? Dumbledore, Hagrid, Mr Weasley, Cornelius Fudge … why hadn’t anyone ever mentioned the fact that Harry’s parents had died because their best friend had betrayed them?

‘You’re going to take Malfoy’s advice instead of ours?’

The Sneakoscope whirled and whistled in his palm. Crookshanks was hissing and spitting at it.

They're a bit dumb though. Like obviously it is not the cat, cause when he goes away, it stops.

‘OK, side with Ron, I knew you would!’ she said shrilly. ‘First the Firebolt, now Scabbers, everything’s my fault, isn’t it! Just leave me alone, Harry, I’ve got a lot of work to do!’

Neville was in total disgrace. Professor McGonagall was so furious with him she had banned him from all future Hogsmeade visits, given him a detention and forbidden anyone to give him the password into the Tower. Poor Neville was forced to wait outside the common room every night for somebody to let him in, while the security trolls leered unpleasantly at him. None of these punishments, however, came close to matching the one his grandmother had in store for him. Two days after Black’s break-in, she sent Neville the very worst thing a Hogwarts student could receive over breakfast – a Howler.

I'd don't think this is fair to him. He couldn't have known that Siruis or whoever would find his paper, furthermore, it is also not his fault that he can't remember the passwords, especially if they change every week.

‘What would your head have been doing in Hogsmeade, Potter?’ said Snape softly. ‘Your head is not allowed in Hogsmeade. No part of your body has permission to be in Hogsmeade.’

he said it softly, meaning he cares right ??

‘And did the Headmaster tell you the circumstances in which your father saved my life?’ he whispered. ‘Or did he consider the details too unpleasant for precious Potter’s delicate ears?’

‘Indeed?’ said Snape. His jaw had gone rigid with anger. ‘You think a joke-shop could supply him with such a thing? You don’t think it more likely that he got it directly from the manufacturers?’ Harry didn’t understand what Snape was talking about. Nor, apparently, did Lupin. ‘You mean, from Mr Wormtail or one of these people?’ he said. ‘Harry, do you know any of these men?’ ‘No,’ said Harry quickly.

Snape and Lupin just making sure harry know nothing lol

‘No,’ said Hermione. She was holding a letter in her hands and her lip was trembling. ‘I just thought you ought to know … Hagrid lost his case. Buckbeak is going to be executed.’

Harry and Ron both made furious moves towards Malfoy, but Hermione got there first – SMACK! She had slapped Malfoy around the face with all the strength she could muster.

yes girl

‘Hermione, I don’t know what’s got into you lately!’ said Ron, astounded. ‘First you hit Malfoy, then you walk out on Professor Trelawney –’ Hermione looked rather flattered.