— Well Hermione, you're a girl.
— Oh well spotted.
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— What a night! Nine raids! Nine!
— Raids?
— Dad works at the Ministry of Magic. In the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office.
— The Misuse of Muggle Artefacts...?
— That's when wizards bewitch something to drive Muggles mad. Shrinking door keys, that kind of thing. Dad loves Muggles. Thinks they're fascinating.
— Well now. Who are you?
— Harry, sir. Harry Potter.
— Good Lord, are you really? Ron's told us all about you, of course. When did you get here? So, Harry. You must know all about Muggles. Tell me, what exactly is the function of a parking meter?
— Now. Which of you can tell me the difference between an Animagus and a werewolf? No one? How... disappointing.
— Please, sir, an Animagus is a wizard who elects to turn into an animal. A werewolf has no choice in the matter. Furthermore, the werewolf actively hunts humans and responds only to the call of its own kind... That is the second time you have spoken out of turn, Miss Granger. Tell me. Are you incapable of restraining yourself? Or do you take pride in being an insufferable know-it-all?
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— He's got a point, you know.
— Egypt! Whats it like?
— Brilliant, Loads of old stuff, Like Mummies, Tombs... Even Scrabers enjoyed himself. <...>
— Not flashing that clipping again, Are you Ron?
— I haven't shown anyone!
— No, not a soul! Just Tom. The day maid. The night maid. The cook. That bloke who came to fix the toilet. And that wizard from Belgium!
— My wand! Look at my wand!
— Be thankful it's not your neck.
— I'm telling you, it's spooky. She knows more about you than you do.
— Who doesn't?
— I can't understand why you don't want to wear it, Ronald.
— I look like a bloody idiot, that's why.
— No more than usual, Ron.
— Do you ever stop eating?
— What? I'm hungry.
— Who d'you reckon he is?
— Professor R. J. Lupin.
— You know everything. How is it she knows everything?
— It's on his case.
— That even though we've got a fight ahead of us... we've got one thing that Voldemort doesn't have.
— Yeah?
— Something worth fighting for.
— What are you doing?
— You heard Hagrid. Follow the spiders.
— They're heading into the Dark Forest.
— Why spiders. Why couldn't it be 'Follow the butterflies'?
— No underaged wizards allow in today. Shut the dammed door.
— So rude.
— Thickheads!
— Thickheads?
— How dare they...
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