I think they should keep it in the old wizarding families. Some of them have never even heard of Hogwarts until they get the letter, imagine. ‘I really don’t think they should let the other sort in, do you? They’re just not the same, they’ve never been brought up to know our ways. I heard he’s a sort of savage – lives in a hut in the school grounds and every now and then he gets drunk, tries to do magic and ends up setting fire to his bed.’ ( PS5) ‘Well, no one really knows until they get there, do they, but I know I’ll be in Slytherin, all our family have been – imagine being in Hufflepuff, I think I’d leave, wouldn’t you?’ ( PS5) On playing Quidditch: ‘I do – Father says it’s a crime if I’m not picked to play for my house, and I must say, I agree.’ ( PS5) You don’t want to go making friends with the wrong sort. “My father told me all the Weasleys have red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford…You’ll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. I think I’ll bully father into getting me one and I’ll smuggle it in somehow.’ ( PS5) ‘Then I’m going to drag them off to look at racing brooms, I don’t see why the first-years can’t have their own. ‘My father’s next door buying my books and mother’s up the street looking at wands,’ said the boy. Uncle Vernon and Dudley sit at the table while Aunt Petunia is busy fixing breakfast.Quotes by and about Draco Malfoy From Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone [Harry leaves the living room area into the hallway and picks up some letters, one of which had his name on it with his address of where he slept. It'll fit me like bits of old Elephant skin. And this is what you're gonna be wearing when I've finished dyeing it. Petunia: Oh, don't be so stupid, you're going to the state school where you belong. Petunia: What, you? Go to Smeltings? Vernon: Ha! In just a week you'll be off to Smeltings. Petunia: AShe gasps in joy.] Vernon, just look at him. Harry: Ow! Vernon: What happened?! Harry: I swear I don't know! One minute, the glass was there and then it was gone! It was like magic! Vernon: There's no such thing as magic! Man: SNAKE! Dudley: Mom, mommy! Petunia: AHH! Dudley: Mom, help! Help me! Petunia: My darling boy! How did you get in there?! How did you get in there? Dudley, oh, Dudley! Letters from No One Petunia: It's all right, sweetheart. Dudley: Mommy, dad, come here! You won't believe what this snake is doing! Dudley: Whoa! Ahh! Ahh!! Do you.I mean.do you talk to people often? You're from Burma, aren't you? Was it nice there, do you miss your family? I see. Can you.hear me? It's just.I've never talked to a snake before. He doesn't understand what it's like, lying there day after day, having people press their ugly faces in on you. Vernon: Move! Dudley: MOVE! Harry: He's asleep! Dudley: He's boring. Any funny business, any at all, and you won't have any meals for a week. This is what we're going to do, is that when we go out, we're going to buy you two new presents! How's that, pumpkin? Petunia: This will be a lovely day at the zoo. Dudley: I don't care how big they are! Petunia: Oh, now, now, now. Dudley: Thirty-six?! But last year last year I had thirty-seven!! Vernon: Err yes, well, some of them are quite a bit bigger than last year. Petunia: Aren’t they wonderful, darling? Dudley: How many are there? Vernon: Thirty-six. Vernon: Hurry up! Bring my coffee, boy! Harry: Yes, Uncle Vernon. Petunia: I want everything to be perfect for my Dudley's special day. Petunia: Why don't you just cook the breakfast, and try not to burn anything. Now! Dudley: Wake up, cousin! We're going to the zoo! Petunia: Oh, here he comes, the birthday boy! Vernon: Happy birthday, son. Until he is ready.ĭumbledore: There, there, Hagrid. He's better off growing up away from all that. There won't be a child in our world who doesn't know his name.ĭumbledore: Exactly. They're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. McGonagall: Albus, do you really think it's safe, leaving him with these people? I've watched them all day. Little tyke fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol. Professor McGonagall.ĭumbledore: No problems, I trust, Hagrid? McGonagall: Do you think it wise to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?ĭumbledore: Ah, Professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life. Are the rumors true, Albus?ĭumbledore: I'm afraid so, Professor. McGonagall: Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Dumbledore: I should have known that you would be here.Professor McGonagall.
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