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Harry : He's gone?! Now? |
Harry : But this is important! |
Harry : It's about...the Sorcerer's Stone. |
McGonagall : How do you know? |
Harry : Someone's going to try and steal it. |
McGonagall : I don't know how you three found out about the stone, but I can assure you it is perfectly well-protected. |
McGonagall : Now would you go back to your dormitories? Quietly. |
Harry : That was no stranger Hagrid met in the village. |
Harry : It was Snape, which means he knows how to get past Fluffy. |
Hermione : And with Dumbledore gone |
Snape : Good afternoon. |
Snape : Now, what would three young Gryffindors such as yourselves be doing inside on a day like this? |
Hermione : Uh...we were just... |
Snape : You want to be careful. |
Snape : People will think you're up to something. |
Hermione : Now what do we do? |
Harry: We go down the trapdoor. Tonight. |
Harry : Trevor. |
Ron : Trevor shh! |
Ron : Go, you shouldn't be here! |
Neville: Neither should you. |
Neville: You're sneaking out again, arent you? |
Harry : Now, Neville, listen. We were |
Neville : No! I won't let you! |
Neville : You'll get Gryffindor in trouble again! |
Neville : I-I'll fight you. |
Hermione : Neville, I'm really, really sorry about this |
Hermione : Petrificus Totalus. |
Ron: You're a little scary sometimes...you know that? |
Ron: Brilliant, but scary. |
Harry : Let's go. Sorry. |
Hermione : Sorry. |
Ron : It's for your own good, you know. |
Hermione : Ow! You stood on my foot! |
Ron : Sorry. |
Hermione : Alohomora. |
Ron : Wait a minute...he's.... |
Harry: Snoring |
Harry : Snape's already been here. |
Harry : He's put a spell on the harp. |
Ron : Uh. It's got horrible breath! |
Harry : We have to move its paw. |
Ron : What?! |
Harry : Come on! Okay. Push! |
Harry : I'll go first. |
Harry : Don't follow until I give you a sign. |
Harry : If something bad happens, get yourselves out… |
Harry : Does it seem a bit...quiet to you? |
Hermione : The harp. It stopped playing. |
Ron : Ew! Yuck! Ugh. |
Harry : Jump! Go! |
Ron : Ahh! Whoa. |
Ron : Lucky this plant-thing is here, really. |
Harry : Whoa! Oh. Ahh! |
Hermione : Stop moving, both of you. |
Hermione : This is Devil's Snare. |
Hermione : You have to relax. |
Hermione : If you don't, it will only kill you faster. |
Ron : Kill us faster?! |
Ron : Oh, now I can relax! |
Ron and Harry: Hermione!! |
Ron: Now what are we gonna do?! |
Hermione: Just relax! |
Harry : Hermione! Where are you?! |
Hermione: Do what I say. Trust me. |
Ron : Ahh! Harry! |
Ron: Harry! |
Hermione: Are you okay? |
Harry : Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. |
Ron : Help! |
Hermione : He's not relaxing, is he? |
Harry : Apparently not. |
Ron : Help! Help me! |
Hermione : We've got to do something! |
Harry : What? |
Hermione : Uh! I remember reading something in Herbology. |
Ron : Help! |
Hermione: Um Devil's Snare, Devil's Scare,it's deadly fun...but will sulk in the sun! |
Hermione: That's it! Devil's Snare hates sunlight! |
Hermione: Lumus Solem! |
Ron : Ahhh! |
Harry : Ron, are you okay? |
Ron: Yeah. |
Harry : Okay. |
Ron: Whew. Lucky we didn't panic! |
Harry : Lucky Hermione pays attention in Herbology. |
Hermione : What is that? |
Harry: I don't know. |
Harry: Sounds like wings. |
Hermione : Curious. I've never seen birds like these. |
Harry : They're not birds, they're keys. |
Harry : And I'll bet one of them fits that door. |
Hermione : What's this all about? |
Harry : I don't know. Strange. |
Ron : Alohomora! |
Ron : Well, it was worth a try. |
Hermione : Ugh! What're we going to do? |
Hermione : There must be 1000 keys up there! |
Ron : We're looking for a big old fashioned one. |
Ron : Probably rusty like the handle. |
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