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DRACO: I didn't know you could read. |
DRACO: And what are you doing down here, Weasley? |
PERCY: Mind your attitude, Malfoy. |
DRACO: Well, sit down. |
DRACO: You'd never know the Weasleys were pure-bloods, the way they behave. |
DRACO: They're an embarrassment to the wizarding world. All of them. |
DRACO: What's wrong with you, Crabbe? |
RON: Stomachache. |
DRACO: I'm surprised the Daily Prophet hasn't done a report on all these attacks. |
DRACO: I suppose Dumbledore is trying to hush it all up. |
DRACO: Father always said Dumbledore was the worst thing that ever happened to this place. |
HARRY: You're wrong! |
DRACO: What? |
DRACO: You think there's someone here who's worse than Dumbledore? |
DRACO: Well? Do you? |
HARRY: Harry Potter? |
DRACO: Good one, Goyle. |
DRACO: You're absolutely right. |
DRACO: Saint Potter. |
DRACO: And people actually think that he's the Heir of Slytherin? |
HARRY: But then you must have some idea who's behind it all. |
DRACO: You know I don't, Goyle. |
DRACO: I told you yesterday. |
DRACO: How many times do I have to tell you? |
DRACO: Is this yours? |
DRACO: But my father did say this: |
DRACO: It's been 50 years since the Chamber was opened. |
DRACO: He wouldn't tell me who opened it. |
DRACO: Only that they were expelled. |
DRACO: The last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened, a Mudblood died. |
DRACO: So it's only a matter of time before one of them is killed this time. |
DRACO: As for me I hope it's Granger. |
DRACO: What's the matter with you two? |
DRACO: You're acting very odd. |
HARRY: It's his stomachache. |
HARRY: Calm down. |
RON: Scar! |
HARRY: Hair! |
DRACO: Hey! Where are you going? |
RON: That was close. |
HARRY: Hermione, come out. |
HARRY: We've got loads to tell you. |
HERMIONE: Go away. |
MOANING MYRTLE: Wait till you see. It's awful. |
HARRY: Hermione? |
HARRY: Are you okay? |
HERMIONE: Do you remember me telling you that the Polyjuice Potion was only for human transformations? |
HERMIONE: It was cat hair I plucked off Millicent Bulstrode's robes. |
HERMIONE: Look at my face. |
RON: Look at your tail. |
RON: Have you spoken to Hermione? |
HARRY: She should be out of hospital in a few days when she stops coughing up fur balls. |
HARRY: What's this? |
RON: Yuck! |
HARRY: Looks like Moaning Myrtle's flooded the bathroom. |
MOANING MYRTLE: Ohh-Uhh..Come to throw something else at me? |
HARRY: Why would I throw something at you? |
MOANING MYRTLE: Don't ask me. Here I am, minding my own business and someone thinks it's funny to throw a book at me. |
RON: But it can't hurt if someone throws something at you. |
RON: I mean, it'll just go right through you. |
MOANING MYRTLE: SURE! Let's all throw books at Myrtle because she can't feel it. |
MOANING MYRTLE: Ten points if you get it through her stomach! |
MOANING MYRTLE: Fifty points if it goes through her head! |
HARRY: But who threw it at you, anyway? |
MOANING MYRTLE: I don't know. I didn't see them. |
MOANING MYRTLE: I was just sitting in the U-bend, thinking about death and it fell through the top of my head. |
MOANING MYRTLE: Whoo-oooh-whoooo... |
HARRY: """Tom Marvolo Riddle.""" |
HARRY: My name is Harry Potter. |
DIARY: Hello Harry Potter, my name is Tom Riddle. |
HARRY: Do you know anything about the Chamber of Secrets? |
DIARY: Yes. |
HARRY: Can you tell me? |
DIARY: No. But I can show you. |
DIARY: Let me take you back fifty years ago. |
DIARY: 13th June.. |
HARRY: Excuse me. |
HARRY: Could you tell me what's going on here? |
HARRY: Are you Tom Riddle? |
HARRY: Hello, can you hear me? |
DUMBLEDORE: Riddle! Come. |
TOM RIDDLE: Professor Dumbledore. |
HARRY: Dumbledore? |
DUMBLEDORE: It is not wise to be wandering around this late hour, Tom. |
TOM RIDDLE: Yes, professor. I suppose I... |
TOM RIDDLE: I had to see for myself if the rumors were true. |
DUMBLEDORE: I'm afraid they are, Tom. |
DUMBLEDORE: They are true. |
TOM RIDDLE: About the school as well? |
TOM RIDDLE: I don't have a home to go to. |
TOM RIDDLE: They wouldn't really close Hogwarts, would they, professor? |
DUMBLEDORE: I understand, Tom, but I'm afraid Headmaster Dippet may have no choice. |
TOM RIDDLE: Sir, if it all stopped, if the person responsible was caught... |
DUMBLEDORE: Is there something you wish to tell me? |
TOM RIDDLE: No, sir. Nothing. |
DUMBLEDORE: Very well, then. Off you go. |
TOM RIDDLE: Good night, sir. |
HAGRID: Let's get you out of there. |
TOM RIDDLE: Evening, Hagrid. |
TOM RIDDLE: I'm going to have to turn you in Hagrid |
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