Harry Potter Adult Hardback Boxed Set x 7

На мгновение громадный чёрный пёс встал на задние лапы и положил передние Гарри на плечи. Миссис Уизли, толкнув Гарри к двери вагона, прошипела:
— Ради всего святого, Сириус, веди себя как положено собаке!

"This... this is exactly why we need you... we need to know what it's r-really like... facing him... facing V-Voldemort."
It was the first time she had ever said Voldemort's name and it was this, more than anything else, that calmed Harry.

«E' for 'Exceeds Expectations.' And I've always thought Fred and I should've got 'E' in everything, because we exceeded expectations just by turning up for the exams.»

"Is it true that you shouted at Professor Umbridge?"
"Yes," said Harry.
"You called her a liar?"
"Yes."
"You told her He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is back?"
"Yes."
Professor McGonagall sat down behind her desk, watching Harry closely. Then she said, "Have a biscuit, Potter."

"Who do you imagine wants to attack children like yourselves?" enquired Professor Umbridge in a horribly honeyed voice.
"Hmm, let's think..." said Harry in a mock thoughtful voice. "Maybe... Lord Voldemort?"

Molly Weasley: "I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Oh, Ron, how wonderful! A prefect! That's everyone in the family!"
George: "What are Fred and I, next-door neighbours?"

– Нет ничего хуже смерти, Дамблдор!

– Ты ошибаешься. Что ж, твоя неспособность понять, что в мире есть вещи, которые гораздо хуже смерти, всегда была твоей главной слабостью... (Волан-де-Морт и Дамблдор)

"What's wrong, Harry, is that you are not your father, however much you might look like him!" said Mrs. Weasley, her eyes still boring into Sirius. "You are still at school and adults responsible for you should not forget it!"

"He's not a child!" said Sirius impatiently
"He's not an adult either!" said Mrs. Weasley, the colour rising in her cheeks. "He's not James, Sirius!"
"I'm perfectly clear who he is, thanks, Molly," said Sirius coldly.
"I'm not sure you are!" said Mrs. Weasley. "Sometimes, the way you talk about him, it's as though you think you've got your best friend back!"

Гарри смотрел на расхаживающего по кабинету Дамблдора и думал. Он думал о матери, об отце, о Сириусе. Думал о Седрике Диггори. Думал обо всех известных ему страшных деяниях лорда Волан-де-Морта. И ему казалось, что в груди его разгорается, доставая до горла, пламя.