You will find that help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it.
So all you need to do is cause enough mayhem to keep Snape busy for five minutes or so.
Harry smiled feebly. Deliberately causing mayhem in Snape's Potions class was about as safe as poking a sleeping dragon in the eye.
There was a dazzling flash of scarlet light and Lockhart was blasted off his feet: he flew backwards off the stage, smashed into the wall and slid down it to sprawl on the floor. Malfoy and some of the other Slytherins cheered. Hermione was dancing on tiptoes.
Do you think he's all right?she squealed through her fingers.
Who cares?said Harry and Ron together.
Lockhart cuffed Harry merrily on the shoulder.
Just do what I did, Harry!
What, drop my wand?
Well, you're expelling us aren't you?" said Ron.
„Not today, Mr. Weasley.”
Snape looked as though Christmas had been canceled.
It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.
Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain.
354. oldal (Bloomsbury, 2000)
'Dobby has got a sock,' said Dobby in disbelief. 'Master threw it, and Dobby caught it, and Dobby – Dobby is free.'
'Your aunt and uncle will be proud, though, won't they?' said Hermione, as they got off the train and joined the crowd thronging towards the enchanted barrier. 'When they hear what you did this year?'
'Proud?' said Harry. 'Are you mad? All those times i could've died, and I didn't manage it? They'll be furious…'
'I want more bacon.'
The Worst Birthday (7.)