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DRACO: Dementor! Dementor! |
HERMIONE: Just ignore him. |
RON: You're supposed to stroke it. |
NEVILLE: Yeah. |
HERMIONE: Tah- tah- tah- dah! Isn't he beautiful? |
HERMIONE: Say hello to Buckbeak. |
RON: Hagrid, exactly what is that? |
HAGRID: That, Ron, is a hippogriff. |
HAGRID: First thing you wanna know is they're very proud creatures. |
HAGRID: Very easily offended. |
HAGRID: You do not want to insult a hippogriff. |
HAGRID: It may be the last thing you ever do. |
HAGRID: Now, who'd like to come and say hello? |
HAGRID: Well done, Harry. Well done. |
HAGRID: Come on now. |
HAGRID: Now you have to let him make the first move. |
HAGRID: It's only polite. So step up. Give him a nice bow. |
HAGRID: Then you wait and see if he bows back. |
HAGRID: If he does, you can go and touch him. |
HAGRID: If not... Well, we'll get to that later. |
HAGRID: Just make your bow. |
HAGRID: Nice and low. |
HAGRID: Back off, Harry. Back off. |
HAGRID: Keep still. Keep still. |
HAGRID: Well done, Harry. Well done. |
HAGRID: Here, you big brute, you. |
HAGRID: Right. I think you can go and pat him now. |
HAGRID: Go on. Don't be shy. |
HAGRID: Nice and slow, now. |
HAGRID: Nice and slow. Slow. |
HAGRID: Not so fast, Harry. |
HAGRID: Slow down, Harry. That's it... |
HAGRID: Nice and slow. |
HAGRID: Now let him come to you. |
HAGRID: Slowly, now, slowly, slowly... |
HAGRID: That's it鈥es! |
HAGRID: Well done! Well done, Harry, |
HAGRID: well done! |
BEM: Does he get to fly? |
HAGRID: I think he may let you ride him now. |
HARRY: What? |
HAGRID: Come on. |
HARRY: Hey, hey, hey! |
HAGRID: Put you over here, just behind the wing joint. |
HAGRID: Don't pull out any of his feathers, because he won't thank you for that. |
HAGRID: Well done, Harry, and well done, Buckbeak. |
HERMIONE: That was wicked, Harry! |
DRACO: Oh, please. |
HAGRID: Well done, well done. |
HAGRID: How am I doing me first day? |
HARRY: Brilliant, professor. |
DRACO: You're not dangerous at all, are you, you great ugly brute! |
HAGRID: Malfoy, no... |
HAGRID: No! |
HAGRID: Buckbeak! |
HAGRID: Whoa, whoa, whoa... |
HAGRID: Whoa! Buckbeak! |
HAGRID: Away, you silly creature... |
DRACO: It's killed me! |
HAGRID: Calm down. It's just a scratch! |
HERMIONE: Hagrid! He has to be taken to the hospital. |
HAGRID: I'm the teacher. I'll do it. |
DRACO: You're gonna regret this. |
HAGRID: Class dismissed! |
DRACO: You and your bloody chicken! |
PANSY PARKINSON: Does it hurt terribly, Draco? |
DRACO: It comes and it goes. |
DRACO: Still, I consider myself lucky. |
DRACO: Madam Pomfrey said another minute and I could've lost my arm. |
DRACO: I can't do homework for weeks. |
RON: Listen to the idiot. |
RON: He's really laying it on thick, isn't he? |
HARRY: At least Hagrid didn't get fired. |
HERMIONE: I hear Draco's father's furious. |
HERMIONE: We haven't heard the end of this. |
SEAMUS: He's been sighted! |
RON: Who? |
SEAMUS: Sirius Black! |
HERMIONE: Dufftown? That's not far from here. |
NEVILLE: You don't think he'd come to Hogwarts, do you? |
BOY: With dementors at every entrance? |
SEAMUS: Dementors? |
SEAMUS: He slipped past them once. |
SEAMUS: Who's to say he won't do it again? |
BEM: That's right. Black could be anywhere. |
BEM: It's like trying to catch smoke. |
BEM: Like trying to catch smoke with your bare hands. |
LUPIN: Intriguing, isn't it? |
LUPIN: Would anyone like to venture a guess as to what is inside? |
DEAN: That's a boggart, that is. |
LUPIN: Very good, Mr. Thomas. |
LUPIN: Now, can anybody tell me what a boggart looks like? |
HERMIONE: No one knows. |
RON: When did she get here? |
HERMIONE: Boggarts are shape-shifters. |
HERMIONE: They take the shape of whatever a person fears the most. |
HERMIONE: That's what makes them so... |
LUPIN: So terrifying, yes, yes, yes... |
LUPIN: Luckily, a very simple charm exists to repel a boggart. |
LUPIN: Let's practice it now. |