แฮร์รี่ พอตเตอร์กับภาคีนกฟีนิกซ์

Профессор Амбридж кашлянула громче, чем в предыдущие два раза.
— Позвольте предложить вам микстуру от кашля, Долорес, — сухо сказала МакГонагалл, не глядя на Амбридж.

— Таким образом, у этого мальчика столько же шансов сделаться мракоборцем, сколько у Дамблдора — когда-либо вернуться в эту школу.
— То есть довольно много, — сказала МакГонагалл.

Она толкнула Гарри к ступенькам мимо кондуктора, который вытаращился на него.
— А-а… да это Гарри!..
— Ещё раз выкрикнешь его имя — насмерть заколдую, — пообещала Тонкс, подталкивая уже Гермиону и Джинни.

— Гермиона, честно, ты самый прекрасный человек на свете, — пролепетал Рон, — и если я когда-нибудь опять буду с тобой груб…
— Я пойму, что ты снова стал самим собой, — докончила Гермиона.

‘Indeed, your failure to understand that there are things much worse than death has always been your greatest weakness -’

‘The thing about growing up with Fred and George,’ said Ginny thoughtfully, ‘is that you sort of start thinking anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve.

Гаррі геть розгубився при тлумаченні чайного листя і сказав, що професорка Марчбенкс має невдовзі зустрітися з круглим, темним і вогким незнайомцем. А завершив своє фіаско тим, що переплутав на її долоні лінію життя з лінією розуму й оголосив, що вона мала вмерти ще тиждень тому.

Равнодушие и пренебрежение порою пагубнее откровенной неприязни…

“Potter has no chance whatsoever of becoming an Auror!”

Professor McGonagall got to her feet too, and in her case this was a much more impressive move. She towered over Professor Umbridge.

“Potter,” she said in ringing tones, “I will assist you to become an Auror if it is the last thing I do! If I have to coach you nightly I will make sure you achieve the required results!”

“Leave him ALONE!”

James and Sirius looked around. James’s free hand jumped to his hair again.

It was one of the girls from the lake edge. She had thick, dark red hair that fell to her shoulders and startlingly green almond-shaped eyes — Harry’s eyes.

Harry’s mother …

“All right, Evans?” said James, and the tone of his voice was suddenly pleasant, deeper, more mature.

“I will if you go out with me, Evans,” said James quickly. “Go on … Go out with me, and I’ll never lay a wand on old Snivelly again.”

“LEAVE HIM ALONE!” Lily shouted. She had her own wand out now. James and Sirius eyed it warily.

“Ah, Evans, don’t make me hex you,” said James earnestly.

“Take the curse off him, then!”

James sighed deeply, then turned to Snape and muttered the countercurse.

“Messing up your hair because you think it looks cool to look like you’ve just got off your broomstick, showing off with that stupid Snitch, walking down corridors and hexing anyone who annoys you just because you can — I’m surprised your broomstick can get off the ground with that fat head on it. You make me SICK.”

Lupin had pulled out a book and was reading. Sirius stared around at the students milling over the grass, looking rather haughty and bored, but very handsomely so. James was still playing with the Snitch, letting it zoom farther and farther away, almost escaping but always grabbed at the last second.

“Put that away, will you?” said Sirius finally, as James made a fine catch and Wormtail let out a cheer. “Before Wormtail wets himself from excitement.”