Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix – Ravenclaw Edition

Ron came running toward him, beaming all over his face and slopping butterbeer down his front

“Well, I think I’ve made my point, Mr. Potter. You may go.”

These were rather feeble rays of light, it was true, but Harry was grateful for anything that might lighten his present darkness;

“The old hag!”

Harry sank back onto his bench and looked down at his steak-and-kidney pie, which he no longer fancied very much.

Harry felt the blood surge to his head and heard a thumping noise in his ears.

This is your punishment for spreading evil, nasty, attention-seeking stories,

Tired <…>, the Gryffindors trooped back up to the castle, none of them talking very much; it had been another long day.

Harry wished all the teachers would stop doing this;

“I just wish Hagrid would hurry up and get back, that’s all,”