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COLIN: Wow! Can you turn him around, Harry? |
HARRY: No, Colin, get out of the way. |
HARRY: Let's take him to Hagrid's. |
HARRY: He'll know what to do. |
HAGRID: This calls for a specialist's equipment. |
HAGRID: Nothing to do but wait till it stops, I'm afraid. |
HAGRID: Okay. |
HAGRID: Better out than in. |
HAGRID: Who was Ron trying to curse, anyway? |
HARRY: Malfoy. He called Hermione... |
HARRY: Well, I don't know exactly what it means. |
HERMIONE: He called me a Mudblood. |
HAGRID: He did not. |
HARRY: What's a Mudblood? |
HERMIONE: "It means ""dirty blood." |
HERMIONE: Mudblood's a foul name for someone who's Muggle-born. |
HERMIONE: Someone with non-magic parents. |
HERMIONE: Someone like me. |
HERMIONE: It's not a term one usually hears in civilized conversation. |
HAGRID: See, the thing is, Harry, there are some wizards, like the Malfoy family...who think they're better than everyone else because they're pure-blood. |
HARRY: That's horrible. |
RON: It's disgusting. |
HAGRID: And it's codswallop to boot. |
HAGRID: Dirty blood. |
HAGRID: Why, there isn't a wizard alive today that's not half-blood or less. |
HAGRID: More to the point, they've yet to think of a spell that our Hermione can't do. |
HAGRID: Come here. |
HAGRID: Don't you think on it, Hermione. |
HAGRID: Don't you think on it for one minute. |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: Harry, Harry, Harry. |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: Can you possibly imagine a better way to serve detention than by helping me to answer my fan mail? |
HARRY: Not really. |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: Fame is a fickle friend, Harry. |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: Celebrity is as celebrity does. |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: Remember that. |
VOICE: Come. |
VOICE: Come to me. |
HARRY: What? |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: Sorry? |
HARRY: That voice. |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: Voice? |
HARRY: Didn't you hear it? |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: What are you talking about, Harry? |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: I think you're getting a bit drowsy. |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: And great Scott, no wonder. |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: Look at the time. |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: We've been here nearly four hours. |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: Spooky how the time flies when one is having fun. |
HARRY: Spooky. |
VOICE: Blood. |
VOICE: I smell blood. |
VOICE: Let me rip you. |
VOICE: Let me kill you. |
VOICE: Kill! |
VOICE: Kill! |
VOICE: Kill! |
HERMIONE: Harry! |
HARRY: Did you hear it? |
RON: Hear what? |
HARRY: That voice. |
HERMIONE: Voice? What voice? |
HARRY: I heard it first in Lockhart's office. |
HARRY: And then again just... |
VOICE: It's time. |
HARRY: It's moving. |
HARRY: I think it's going to kill. |
RON: Kill? |
HERMIONE: Harry, wait! Not so fast! |
HARRY: Strange. |
HARRY: I've never seen spiders act like that. |
RON: I don't like spiders. |
RON: What's that? |
HERMIONE: "The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. |
Enemies of the Heir, beware." |
HERMIONE: Enemies of the Heir, beware. |
HERMIONE: It's written in blood. |
HARRY: Oh, no. |
HARRY: It's Filch's cat. |
HARRY: It's Mrs. Norris. |
DRACO: Enemies of the Heir, beware. |
DRACO: You'll be next, Mudbloods. |
FILCH: What's going on here? |
FILCH: Go on. Make way, make way. |
FILCH: Potter? |
FILCH: What are you...? |
FILCH: Mrs. Norris? |
FILCH: You've murdered my cat. |
HARRY: No. No. |
FILCH: I'll kill you. |
FILCH: I'll kill you! |
DUMBLEDORE: Argus! |
DUMBLEDORE: Argus, I... |
DUMBLEDORE: Everyone will proceed to their dormitories immediately. |
DUMBLEDORE: Everyone except you three. |
BOY: Ravenclaws, follow me. |
DUMBLEDORE: She's not dead, Argus. |
DUMBLEDORE: She has been Petrified. |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: Aghh! Thought so. |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: So unlucky I wasn't there. |
GILDEROY LOCKHART: I know exactly the countercurse that could've spared her. |
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