Get Up, You Useless Lump, Get Up!

Harry, This Is No Time To Be A Gentleman!" Wood Roared As Harry Swerved To Avoid Collision. "knock Her Off Her Broom If You Have To!

I Seem To Remember Telling You Both That I Would Have To Expel You If You Broke Any More School Rules,” Said Dumbledore. Ron Opened His Mouth In Horror. “which Goes To Show That The Best Of Us Must Sometimes Eat Our Words,” Dumbledore Went On, Smiling.

That's Right," Said Luna Encouragingly, As If They Were Back In The Room Of Requirement And This Was Simply Spell Practice For The D.a. "that's Right, Harry... Come On, Think Of Something Happy..." "something Happy?" He Said, His Voice Cracked. "we're All Still Here," She Whispered, "we're Still Fighting. Come On, Now.

You Place Too Much Importance... On The So-called Purity Of Blood! You Fail To Recognize That It Matters Not What Someone Is Born, But What They Grow To Be!

Where Is Wood?" Said Harry, Suddenly Realizing He Wasn't There. "still In The Showers," Said Fred. "we Think He's Trying To Drown Himself.