Цитаты из книги Ο Χάρι Πότερ και το τάγμα του Φοίνικα

Was he, Harry, <…>, going to sulk because he didn’t have a badge,

“Drop it, Hermione.”
“We’re going to have to watch our step, George,” said Fred, pretending to tremble, “with these two on our case . . .”
“Yeah, it looks like our law-breaking days are finally over,” said George, shaking his head.
And with another loud crack, the twins Disapparated.

“Prefect . . . ickle Ronnie the prefect . . .”

“W-what do you mean?” said Ron,<…>
“You’ve got to have a reward for this!” said Mrs. Weasley fondly.

And don’t forget to pack your trunks. . . .

“I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it! Oh, Ron, how wonderful! A prefect! That’s everyone in the family!”
“What are Fred and I, next-door neighbors?” said George indignantly, as his mother pushed him aside and flung her arms around her youngest son.
“Wait until your father hears! Ron, I’m so proud of you, what wonderful news, you could end up Head Boy just like Bill and Percy, it’s the first step!

“You were so keen to help the Order,” said Mrs. Weasley, “you can do your bit by making headquarters fit to live in.”
“I feel like a house-elf,” grumbled Ron.

“So you think he’s touched in the head?” said Harry heatedly.

“I wish he’d talked to me, though. Or even looked at me.”

Eric the security man was hidden behind his Daily Prophet again.

“Malfoy’s been giving generously to all sorts of things for years. . . . Gets him in with the right people . . . then he can ask favors . . . delay laws he doesn’t want passed . . . Oh, he’s very well connected, Lucius Malfoy . . .”

“I’m going to take you straight back so you can tell the others the good news,”<…>“I’ll drop you off on the way to that toilet in Bethnal Green. Come on . . .”
“So what will you have to do about the toilet?” Harry asked, grinning.

Fudge acted as though Mr. Weasley and Harry were part of the wall,

“Down here, down here,” panted Mr. Weasley, taking two steps at a time. “The lift doesn’t even come down this far . . . why they’re doing it there . . .”

“Why have they changed the time?” Harry said breathlessly as they hurtled past the Auror cubicles; people poked out their heads and stared as they streaked past. Harry felt as though he had left all his insides back at Perkins’s desk.

Everybody left the lift on this floor except Mr. Weasley, Harry, and a witch who was reading an extremely long piece of parchment that was trailing on the ground. The remaining memos continued to soar around the lamp as the lift juddered upward again,

“Here we are,” said Mr. Weasley brightly, pointing at an old red telephone box, which was missing several panes of glass and stood before a heavily graffittied wall. “After you, Harry.”
He opened the telephone box door.
Harry stepped inside, wondering what on earth this was about.

“I think we’ll go now,” he said. “We’re a bit early, but I think you’ll be better off there than hanging around here.”
“Okay,” said Harry automatically, dropping his toast and getting to his feet.

“Don’t lose your temper,” said Sirius abruptly. “Be polite and stick to the facts.”

“How are you feeling?”
Harry shrugged.
“It’ll all be over soon,” Mr. Weasley said bracingly.
<…>
Harry nodded, still unable to think of anything to say.