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I captured and cropped these in hours and hours of work.
If you take them for your website, please give me due credit, and don't link directly.
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This one was requested by Julie. Enjoy!
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Seamus: Cornish pixies? |
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Mrs Weasley: RONALD WEASLEY!!! |
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Aragog: Who is it? |
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Borgin: Looking for something? |
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Colin: Hi, Harry! *flashlight* |
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Lockhart: I see you've all bought a complete set of my books. Well done. |
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Draco: Oh, look, Potter! You got yourself a girlfriend! |
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Hermione: Even in the wizarding world, hearing voices isn't a good sign. |
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Ron: Look at all these questions! They're all about him! |
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Snape: Not to mention the damage you inflicted on a whomping willow
that's been on these grounds since before you were born!
Ron: Honestly, Professor Snape, I think it did more damage to us! |
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Wood: Hufflepuff doesn't stand a chance. We're stronger, quicker and smarter.
George: And not to mention they're dead scared that Harry'll petrify them if they fly anywhere near him.
Wood: That too. |
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Harry: You're running away? After all that stuff you did in your books?
Lockhart: Books can be misleading!
Harry: You wrote them! |
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Draco: You see, Weasley, unlike some, my father can afford the best.
Hermione: At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They
got in on pure talent!
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Lockhart: Can you possibly imagine a better way to serve detention
than by helping me to answer my fanmail?
Harry: Not really. |
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Myrtle: I wouldn't expect you to know me. Who would ever talk about
ugly, miserable, moping, moaning Myrtle?
Hermione: She's a little sensitive. |
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Hagrid: Get out of my house!
Lucius Malfoy: Believe me. I take absolutely no pleasure being inside your...
You call this a house? |
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Dumbledore: You possess many of the qualities that Voldemort himself
prizes: determination, resourcefulness, and if I may say so, a certain disregard for the
rules. |
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Harry: Are you going somewhere? |
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Tom Riddle: You'll find I can be very persuasive. |
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Dobby: *sound of Dobby snapping his fingers* |
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Lucius Malfoy: Now, now, Draco, play nicely. |