Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (Harry Potter, #5)

by J.K. Rowling

Harry was again reminded forcibly of a large fly perched unwisely on top of an even larger toad.

“I’ve already read chapter two,” said Hermione. “Well then, proceed to chapter three.” “I’ve read that too. I’ve read the whole book.”

His large, pointed ears were now sticking out from beneath what looked like all the hats that Hermione had ever knitted;

Hermione was going skiing with her parents, something that greatly amused Ron, who had never before heard of Muggles strapping narrow strips of wood to their feet to slide down mountains.

“Just because you’ve got the emotional range of a teaspoon doesn’t mean we all have,” said Hermione nastily, picking up her quill again.