You Need Your Inner Eye Tested, If

Ron's Eyebrows Rose So High That They Were In Danger Of Disappearing Into His Hair.

Voldemort’s Fury At The Fall Of His Last, Best Lieutenant Exploded With The Force Of A Bomb.

Why Don't You Confer With Mr. Finnigan? As I Recall, He Has A Particular Proclivity For Pyrotechnics.

Sirius Looked Slightly Disconcerted For A Moment, Then Said, "i'll Look For Him Later, I Expect I'll Find Him Upstairs Crying His Eyes Out Over My Mother's Old Bloomers Or Something... Of Course, He Might Have Crawled Into The Airing Cupboard And Died... But I Mustn't Get My Hopes Up.

Er — Have The Bludgers Ever Killed Anyone?” Harry Asked, Hoping He Sounded Offhand. “never At Hogwarts. We’ve Had A Couple Of Broken Jaws But Nothing Worse Than That. You Don’t Have To Worry About The Quaffle Or The Bludgers —” “— Unless They Crack My Head Open.” “don’t Worry, The Weasleys Are More Than A Match For The Bludgers — I Mean, They’re Like A Pair Of Human Bludgers Themselves.