Цитаты из книги Ο Χάρι Πότερ και ο ημίαιμος πρίγκιψ

“Remind me what other subjects you’re taking, Harry?” asked Slughorn. “Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, Transfiguration, Herbology . . .” “All the subjects required, in short, for an Auror,” said Snape, with the faintest sneer. “Yeah, well, that’s what I’d like to do,” said Harry defiantly. “And a great one you’ll make too!” boomed Slughorn. “I don’t think you should be an Auror, Harry,” said Luna unexpectedly. Everybody looked at her. “The Aurors are part of the Rotfang Conspiracy, I thought everyone knew that. They’re working to bring down the Ministry of Magic from within using a combination of Dark Magic and gum disease.” Harry inhaled half his mead up his nose as he started to laugh. Really, it had been worth bringing Luna just for this.

“But I don’t think I’ve ever known such a natural at Potions!” said Slughorn, regarding Harry with a fond, if bloodshot, eye. “Instinctive, you know — like his mother! I’ve only ever taught a few with this kind of ability, I can tell you that, Sybill — why even Severus —” And to Harry’s horror, Slughorn threw out an arm and seemed to scoop Snape out of thin air toward them. “Stop skulking and come and join us, Severus!” hiccuped Slughorn happily. “I was just talking about Harry’s exceptional potion- making! Some credit must go to you, of course, you taught him for five years!” Trapped, with Slughorn’s arm around his shoulders, Snape looked down his hooked nose at Harry, his black eyes narrowed. “Funny, I never had the impression that I managed to teach Potter anything at all.” “Well, then, it’s natural ability!” shouted Slughorn. “You should have seen what he gave me, first lesson, Draught of Living Death — never had a student produce finer on a first attempt, I don’t think even you, Severus —” “Really?” said Snape quietly.

— Мама ее ненавидит, — тихо сказала Джинни.

— При чем тут «ненавидит»? — сердитым шепотом возразила миссис Уизли. — Просто я считаю, что они поторопились с помолвкой, вот и все!

— Они уже целый год знакомы, — сказал Рон. Он таращился на закрытую дверь с несколько обалделым видом.

— Год — это не так уж много! Я понимаю, отчего так получилось. Все потому, что Сами-Знаете-Кто вернулся, теперь люди не знают, доживут ли до завтра, вот и принимают поспешные решения, которые при нормальной жизни следовало бы еще десять раз обдумать. Точно так же было, когда он в прошлый раз пришел к власти, молодые люди сплошь и рядом убегали из дому, женились без согласия родителей...

— Например, вы с папой, — ехидно ввернула Джинни.

— Ну, мы с папой были созданы друг для друга, так чего же нам было ждать?