Цитаты из книги Ο Χάρι Πότερ και ο ημίαιμος πρίγκιψ

It was, as Harry had anticipated, useless, boring work, punctuated (as Snape had clearly planned) with the regular jolt in the stomach that meant he had just read his father or Sirius’s names, usually coupled together in various petty misdeeds, occasionally accompanied by those of Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. And while he copied out all their various offenses and punishments, he wondered what was going on outside, where the match would have just started … Ginny playing Seeker against Cho …

Harry looked around; there was Ginny running toward him; she had a hard, blazing look in her face as she threw her arms around him. And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her.

“Listen, Hermione, I can tell it’s not a girl. I can just tell.”
“The truth is that you don’t think a girl would have been clever enough,” said Hermione angrily.
“How can I have hung round with you for five years and not think girls are clever?” said Harry, stung by this.

Malfoy stopped short at the sight of Harry, then gave a short, humorless laugh and continued walking.
“Where’re you going?” Harry demanded.
“Yeah, I’m really going to tell you, because it’s your business, Potter,”

“He accused me of being ‘Dumbledore’s man through and through.’ ”
“How very rude of him.”
“I told him I was.”
Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak and then closed it again. Behind Harry, Fawkes the phoenix let out a low, soft, musical cry. To Harry’s intense embarrassment, he suddenly realized that Dumbledore’s bright blue eyes looked rather watery, and stared hastily at his own knees. When Dumbledore spoke, however, his voice was quite steady.

“Promise me you’ll look after yourself. … Stay out of trouble. …”
“I always do, Mrs. Weasley,” said Harry. “I like a quiet life, you know me.”
She gave a watery chuckle and stood back. “Be good, then, all of you.

“Harry’s snogged Cho Chang!” shouted Ginny, who sounded close to tears now. “And Hermione snogged Viktor Krum, it’s only you who acts like it’s something disgusting, Ron, and that’s because you’ve got about as much experience as a twelve-year-old!”

“Yes,” said Harry stiffly.
“Yes, sir.”
“There’s no need to call me ‘sir,’ Professor.”

“It’s just hard,” Harry said finally, in a low voice, “to realize he won’t write to me again.”

“Black? Black?” said Fudge distractedly, turning his bowler rapidly in his fingers. “Sirius Black, you mean? Merlin’s beard, no. Black’s dead. Turns out we were — er — mistaken about Black. He was innocent after all. And he wasn’t in league with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named either. I mean,”

«Трупов бояться нечего, Гарри, так же, как и темноты.»

где сокровище ваше, там и сердце ваше будет.

Где сокровище ваше, там и сердце ваше будет.

им движет сознание правоты... не злоба... злоба - узел слабаков...

Оказывается, умирать - дело нелёгкое

Как это типично для дяди — возлагать надежды на официальное учреждение, даже если оно относится к миру, который дядя ни во что не ставит и которому не доверяет.

По-моему, моей к’гасоты вполне хватит на нас обоих!

Какой он всё-таки милый, а я-то хотел отрезать ему голову и приколоть её к стене.

Что говорят при расставании люди, прошившие шестнадцать лет в прочной нелюбви друг к другу?