Hogsmeade Quotes

What would your head have been doing in Hogsmeade, Potter?" said Snape softly. "Your head is not allowed in Hogsmeade. No part of your body has permission to be in Hogsmeade.

I, Sirius Black, Harry Potter's godfather, hereby give him permission to visit Hogsmead at weekends.

They make a fuss about Hogsmeade, but I assure you, Harry, it's not all it's cracked up to be. All right, the sweetshop's rather good, and Zonko's Joke Shop's frankly dangerous, and yes, the Shrieking Shack is always worth a visit, but really, Harry, apart from that, you're not missing anything.

Hogsmeade looked like a Christmas card; the little thatched cottages and shops were all covered in a layer of crisp snow; there were holly wreaths on the doors and strings of enchanted candles hanging in the trees.

The opportunity was too perfect to miss. Harry crept silently around behind Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, bent down, and scooped a large handful of mud out of the path. 'We were just talking about your friend Hagrid,' Malfoy said to Ron. 'Just trying to imagine what he's saying to the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures. D'you think he'll cry when they cut off his hippogriff's—' SPLAT. Malfoy's head jerked back as the mud hit him; his silverblond hair was suddenly dripping in muck.

The exceptions were two men a little ahead of them, standing just outside the Three Broomsticks. One was very tall and thin; squinting through his rain-washed glasses Harry recognized the barman who worked in the other Hogsmeade pub, the Hog’s Head. As Harry, Ron, and Hermione drew closer, the barman drew his cloak more tightly around his neck and walked away, leaving the shorter man to fumble with something in his arms. They were barely feet from him when Harry realized who the man was. “Mundungus!

Yo, Sirius Black, padrino de Harry Potter, autorizo por la presente a mi ahijado a visitar Hogsmeade los fines de semana.

I, Sirius Black, Harry Potter’s godfather, hereby give him permission to visit Hogsmeade on weekends.

I've been living off rats mostly. Can't steal too much food from Hogsmeade; I'd draw attention to myself." He grinned up at Harry, but Harry returned the grin only reluctantly. "What're you doing here, Sirius?" he said, "Fulfilling my duty as godfather," said Sirius, gnawing on the chicken bone in a very dog-like way. "Don't worry about me, I'm pretending to be a loveable stray." He was still grinning, but seeing the anxiety in Harry's face, said more seriously, "I want to be on the spot. Your last letter... well, let's just say things are getting fishier.

Kettleburn retired to Hogsmeade but was unable, due to his physical infirmities, to take part in the Battle of Hogwarts. Determined to play his part, he clambered into his attic and threw his entire stock of Flobberworms out of the skylight at passing Death Eaters. While this may not have had much effect on the outcome of the battle, it was generally felt to show the right spirit.

Neville was in total disgrace. Professor McGonagall was so furious with him she had banned him from all future Hogsmeade visits, given him a detention, and forbidden anyone to give him the password into the tower. Poor Neville was forced to wait outside the common room every night for somebody to let him in, while the security trolls leered unpleasantly at him.

Listen, don’t go asking too many questions about Hagrid,” said Sirius hastily, “it’ll just draw even more attention to the fact that he’s not back, and I know Dumbledore doesn’t want that. Hagrid’s tough, he’ll be okay.” And when they did not appear cheered by this, Sirius added, “When’s your next Hogsmeade weekend anyway? I was thinking, we got away with the dog disguise at the station, didn’t we? I thought I could —

And talking about Michael and Ginny . . . what about Cho and you?” “What d’you mean?” said Harry quickly. It was as though boiling water was rising rapidly inside him; a burning sensation that was causing his face to smart in the cold — had he been that obvious? “Well,” said Hermione, smiling slightly, “she just couldn’t keep her eyes off you, could she?” Harry had never before appreciated just how beautiful the village of Hogsmeade was.

Draco!” — “What?” The blonde asked, irritation clear in his voice, even if he didn't turn around to face Harry. — “Tomorrow before lunch, Nev and I will be at the library; we’ll be researching on how to beat a dragon into a pulp,“ he explained, admittedly exaggerating a little, “so we shouldn't bore you completely.“ — “What are you even saying, Potter?“ Draco asked, while Neville looked at him as if the blonde Slytherin had beaten him to the punch on asking the same question. — “You could come over and not like us there, if you want.“ Draco seemingly stopped breathing for a moment. — “Why the hell not?“ He asked nobody in specific, before storming out of the clearing and back towards Hogsmeade. — “You know what, I'm not even going to ask what happened." Neville commented, five minutes later when he had managed to find his voice. "This is beyond the realm of possible things.

Dear Mr. Potter, Please note that the new school year will begin on September the first. The Hogwarts Express will leave from King’s Cross station, platform nine and three-quarters, at eleven o’clock. Third years are permitted to visit the village of Hogsmeade on certain weekends. Please give the enclosed permission form to your parent or guardian to sign. A list of books for next year is enclosed. Yours sincerely, Deputy Headmistress Harry

So, does the Hogwarts Express run year-round? Who operates it? Hogwarts? The Ministry of Magic? Do the residents of Hogsmeade get to use it? Or is it just an entire steam train (WHO MINES THE COAL?) dedicated solely to taking one hundred children to and from Hogwarts twice a year? And if that’s the case, how the fuck does the witch who runs the snack trolley pay her bills? Do wizards have bills? If they don’t, then WHAT DOES IT MEAN THAT THE WEASLEYS ARE POOR?

Where exactly the Hogwarts Express came from has never been conclusively proven, although it is a fact that there are secret records at the Ministry of Magic detailing a mass operation involving one hundred and sixty-seven Memory Charms and the largest ever mass Concealment Charm performed in Britain. The morning after these alleged crimes, a gleaming scarlet steam engine and carriages astounded the villagers of Hogsmeade (who had also not realised they had a railway station), while several bemused Muggle railway workers down in Crewe spent the rest of the year grappling with the uncomfortable feeling that they had mislaid something important.

Draco,” Harry said, because the heat of the sun was on his cheeks but he couldn’t look away from Draco’s thin, tired face. He was worn down here, the way he had never been in the curse world. He looked older, all the strain of the war and disaster taken out on him. He would never be the lighthearted kid who had kissed Harry at Hogsmeade in the fresh air after the rain. “We can’t be childhood sweethearts,” Draco said, with a sour little smile and the flicker of the Unbreakable Vow playing around his knuckles, “and we can’t have that weird, lovely life where everything was good and we always knew the right thing to do.” Harry stared at him. High up, away from him, he was aware of the faint, rough sound of Hermione crying. “We can have something else,” Draco said, and he held his free hand out to Harry.

Snape'in gözleri deşermişçesine Harry'ninkilere dikilmişti. Bunun bir hipogrife gözlerini kaçırmadan bakmaktan farkı yoktu. Harry göz kırpmamaya çalıştı. "Sonra Mr. Malfoy olağanüstü bir görüntüye tanık olmuş. Ne olduğunu tahmin edebiliyor musun, Potter?" "Hayır" dedi Harry, şimdi masum ve meraklı görünmeye çalışarak. 263 "Başınmış, Potter. Havada duruyormuş." Uzun bir sessizlik oldu. "Belki de Madam Pomfrey'ye gitmesi gerekir" dedi Harry. "Eğer böyle şeyler görüyorsa -" Snape yumuşak bir sesle, "Başın Hogsmeade'de ne yapıyor olabilir, Potter?" dedi. "Başının Hogsmeade'e gitmesine izin yok. Vücudunun herhangi bir bölümünün Hogsmeade'e gitmesine izin yok.

Very gratifying,” said Dumbledore mildly. “We all like appreciation for our own hard work, of course. But you must have had an accomplice, all the same . . . someone in Hogsmeade, someone who was able to slip Katie the — the — aaaah . . .” Dumbledore closed his eyes again and nodded, as though he was about to fall asleep. “. . . of course . . . Rosmerta. How long has she been under the Imperius Curse?” “Got there at last, have you?” Malfoy taunted. There was another yell from below, rather louder than the last. Malfoy looked nervously over his shoulder again, then back at Dumbledore, who went on: “So poor Rosmerta was forced to lurk in her own bathroom and pass that necklace to any Hogwarts student who entered the room unaccompanied? And the poisoned mead . . . well, naturally, Rosmerta was able to poison it for you before she sent the bottle to Slughorn, believing that it was to be my Christmas present. . . . Yes, very neat . . . very neat . . . Poor Mr. Filch would not, of course, think to check a bottle of Rosmerta’s. Tell me, how have you been communicating with Rosmerta? I thought we had all methods of communication in and out of the school monitored.” “Enchanted coins,” said Malfoy, as though he was compelled to keep talking, though his wand hand was shaking badly. “I had one and she had the other and I could send her messages —” “Isn’t that the secret method of communication the group that called themselves Dumbledore’s Army used last year?” asked Dumbledore.

- Ministerio de magia 4/5 Midnight secrets, es una hermosa historia de romance y suspenso con el maldito hdp de uno de los protagonistas que pertenece al senado de los Estados Unidos. -Gringgots 5/5 La historia de Tana, Julian, Lucca y Tamara, es muy linda, tiene romance con un toque de misterio, Tana y Lucca, se hicieron millonarios con su trabajo, y Julian es parte de una familia adinerada. -Hogsmeade 5/5 Dangerous lover, la historia de Jack y Caroline, transcurre en Summerville, un pequeño pueblo de Washington, su trama tiene romance, misterio y mucha pasión entre los protagonistas. -Honeydukes 4/5 Secret santa, historia corta y muy empalagosa de navidad, Logan y Emma son muy dulces, tiernos y excelentes personas. -La madriguera 5/5 Poppy es una Bridgerton, esta acostumbrada a vivir rodeada de hermanos y primos, al ser secuestrada y estar rodeada de hombres en un barco pirata, no esta para nada asustada, como vuelve loco a Andrew, es muy divertido, -El caldero chorreante 3/5 My secret valentine baby, la historia de Archer y Mila, es rápida, un instalove lindo, pero no me termino de gustar al 100%, la historia transcurre en uno de los hoteles Valentine, del cual Archer es el dueño. -Azkaban 4/5 Punto de impacto, Russell investiga el crimen cometido a un adolescente, toda la trama de la historia transcurre con Russell tratando de saber si sus contactos con la policía tuvieron que ver o no con el crimen. -La casa de los gritos 5/5 Amigo imaginario, me resulto raro que unos niños de 7 años puedan sufrir todo lo que sufrieron Christopher y David, me gusto mucho el libro, pero demasiada fantasia para mi gusto. -Hogwarts 4/5 Hielo negro, me gusto la historia, no sabes quien es el bueno, y quien el malo, hasta mas de la mitad del libro, Britt no va a olvidar nunca sus ultimas vacaciones de la preparatoria.

Bingo 2022 Febrero- Marzo- Abril Ministerio de Magia: El principe de Kiera Cass. Historia corta que narra en antes y los primeros capitulos de la Seleccion desde el punto del principe Maxon. Gringgots: El vizconde que me amo. El primer Bridgerton busca esposa porque tiene que mantener un deber moral y buscar un heredero para mantener el legado Bridgerton. Aunque en el camino se termina enamorando. Hogsmeade: Heartstopper. Charlie y Nick son compañeros de clase y se hacen mas que amigos. Honeydukes: Morgan tiene sueños con una chica que se parece a la sirenita pero los sueños se hacen realidad... convirtiendose en algo más que una amistad. La madriguera: El duque y yo. Daphne Bridgerton busca esposo, ya que es la mayor (mujer) de 8 hermanos en la familia Bridgerton. El caldero chorreante: El hotel de los corazones rotos. Buffy, un actor retirado, se entera del fallecimiento de una antigua amiga y decide ir a remontar su hostel; siendo asi, que arranca un proyecto donde las personas toman cursos cuando se separan y son uno inutiles en la vida misma. Azkaban: La muerte visita al dentista. Nos envolvemos en otro caso del detective Poirot, esta vez involucrado su dentista de cabecera y una mujer misteriosa. La casa de los gritos: ¿Quién diablos eres? Alicia empieza a trabajar en una revista sobre sucesos paranormales y tiene una conexión de otro mundo con un fantasma llamado Duncan. Hogwarts: Caidos del mapa. Nos encontramos con cuatro amigos que estan en su último año de primaria y quieren ratearse al sótano del colegio, risas, amistad y amor es lo principal que conpone esta aventura

So, young Harry,’ said Fred, in an uncanny impersonation of Percy, ‘mind you behave yourself.’ ‘See you in Honeydukes,’ said George, winking. They left the room, both smirking in a satisfied sort of way. Harry stood there, gazing at the miraculous map. He watched the tiny ink Mrs Norris turn left and pause to sniff at something on the floor. If Filch really didn’t know … he wouldn’t have to pass the Dementors at all … But even as he stood there, flooded with excitement, something Harry had once heard Mr Weasley say came floating out of his memory. Never trust anything that can think for itself, if you can’t see where it keeps its brain. This map was one of those dangerous magical objects Mr Weasley had been warning against … Aids to Magical Mischief-Makers … but then, Harry reasoned, he only wanted to use it to get into Hogsmeade, it wasn’t as though he wanted to steal anything or attack anyone … and Fred and George had been using it for years without anything horrible happening … Harry traced the secret passage to Honeydukes

Sirius Black, Harry Potter’s godfather, hereby give him permission to visit Hogsmeade on weekends.

Third years are permitted to visit the village of Hogsmeade on certain weekends. Please give the enclosed permission form to your parent or guardian to sign. A

Potter!” Aberforth Dumbledore stood blocking the corridor ahead, his wand held ready. “I’ve had hundreds of kids thundering through my pub, Potter!” “I know, we’re evacuating,” Harry said. “Voldemort’s--” “--attacking because they haven’t handed you over, yeah,” said Aberforth, “I’m not deaf, the whole of Hogsmeade heard him. And it never occurred to any of you to keep a few Slytherins hostage? There are kids of Death Eaters you’ve just sent to safety. Wouldn’t it have been a bit smarter to keep ’em here?

Potter!” Aberforth Dumbledore stood blocking the corridor ahead, his wand held ready. “I’ve had hundreds of kids thundering through my pub, Potter!” “I know, we’re evacuating,” Harry said. “Voldemort’s--” “--attacking because they haven’t handed you over, yeah,” said Aberforth, “I’m not deaf, the whole of Hogsmeade heard him. And it never occurred to any of you to keep a few Slytherins hostage? There are kids of Death Eaters you’ve just sent to safety. Wouldn’t it have been a bit smarter to keep ’em here?” “It wouldn’t stop Voldemort,” said Harry, “and your brother would never have done it.” Aberforth grunted and tore away in the opposite direction. Your brother would never have done it…Well, it was the truth, Harry thought as he ran on again; Dumbledore, who had defended Snape for so long, would never have held students ransom…

Ron marched through the common room and out of sight up the stairs to the boys’ dormitories. * Ron was still in a bad mood with Hermione next day. He barely talked to her all through Herbology, even though he, Harry and Hermione were working together on the same Puffapod. ‘How’s Scabbers?’ Hermione asked timidly, as they stripped fat pink pods from the plants and emptied the shining beans into a wooden pail. ‘He’s hiding at the bottom of my bed, shaking,’ said Ron angrily, missing the pail and scattering beans over the greenhouse floor. ‘Careful, Weasley, careful!’ cried Professor Sprout, as the beans burst into bloom before their very eyes. They had Transfiguration next. Harry, who had resolved to ask Professor McGonagall after the lesson whether he could go into Hogsmeade with the rest, joined the queue outside the classroom,

When Ottaline Gambol commandeered a Muggle train to serve as the new mode of transport for Hogwarts students, she also had constructed a small station in the wizarding village of Hogsmeade: a necessary adjunct to the train. The Ministry of Magic felt strongly, however, that to construct an additional wizarding station in the middle of London would stretch even the Muggles’ notorious determination not to notice magic when it was exploding in front of their faces. It was Evangeline Orpington, Minister from 1849–1855, who hit upon the solution of adding a concealed platform at the newly (Muggle) built King’s Cross station, which would be accessible only to witches and wizards. On the whole, this has worked well, although there have been minor problems over the ensuing years, such as witches and wizards who have dropped suitcases full of biting spellbooks or newt spleens all over the polished station floor, or else disappeared through the solid barrier a little too loudly. There are usually a number of plain-clothed Ministry of Magic employees on hand to deal with any inconvenient Muggle

If you remember, the Ministry decree banning all student societies was not put into effect until two days after Harry’s Hogsmeade meeting, so he was not breaking any rules in the Hog’s Head at all.

BY ORDER OF THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC Customers are reminded that until further notice, Dementors will be patrolling the streets of Hogsmeade every night after sundown. This measure has been put in place for the safety of Hogsmeade residents and will be lifted upon the recapture of Sirius Black. It is therefore advisable that you complete your shopping well before nightfall. Merry Christmas!

Harry prese la lettera. Era indirizzata a lui. Strappò la busta ed esclamò: «È di Sirius!» «Cosa?» chiesero Ron e Hermione eccitati. «Leggila ad alta voce!» Caro Harry, spero che questa lettera ti venga recapitata prima che tu arrivi dai tuoi zii. Non so se sono abituati alla posta via gufo. Io e Fierobecco siamo in clandestinità. Non ti dirò dove, nel caso che questo messaggio finisca nelle mani sbagliate. Ho qualche dubbio sull’affidabilità del gufo, ma è il migliore che ho trovato, e sembrava impaziente di affrontare la missione. Credo che i Dissennatori mi stiano ancora cercando, ma non hanno alcuna speranza di trovarmi qui dove sono. Sto progettando di farmi vedere al più presto da alcuni Babbani, molto lontano da Hogwarts, di modo che venga tolta la sorveglianza al castello. C’è una cosa che non sono riuscito a dirti nel nostro unico breve incontro. Sono stato io a mandarti la Firebolt... «Ah!» esclamò Hermione trionfante. «Visto? Te l’avevo detto che era lui!» «Sì, ma non l’aveva affatturata, vero?» disse Ron. «Ahia!» Il gufetto, che ora tubava allegramente nella sua mano, gli aveva beccato un dito in quello che a suo parere era un gesto di affetto. Grattastinchi ha portato l’ordine all’Ufficio Gufi per conto mio. Ho usato il tuo nome, ma ho dato disposizione di prelevare il denaro dal sotterraneo numero 711 della Gringott, il mio. Prendila come dono del tuo padrino per tutti i tuoi tredici compleanni. Voglio anche chiederti scusa per lo spavento che temo di averti fatto prendere quella notte dell’anno scorso, quando te ne sei andato dalla casa dei tuoi zii. Speravo solo di poterti vedere per un attimo prima di intraprendere il viaggio verso nord, ma credo di averti fatto paura. Accludo un’altra cosa per te, una cosa che credo renderà più piacevole il tuo prossimo anno a Hogwarts. Se hai bisogno di me, manda un messaggio. Il tuo gufo mi troverà. Ti scriverò presto. Sirius Harry guardò con ansia dentro la busta. C’era un altro foglio di pergamena. Lo lesse in fretta e all’improvviso si sentì caldo e soddisfatto come se avesse inghiottito una bottiglia di Burrobirra bollente in un sol sorso. Io, Sirius Black, padrino e tutore di Harry Potter, con la presente gli concedo il permesso di visitare Hogsmeade nei finesettimana. «A Silente basterà!» disse Harry allegramente. Guardò di nuovo la lettera di Sirius. «Aspettate! C’è un poscritto...» Ho pensato che il tuo amico Ron potrebbe essere felice di tenersi questo gufo, visto che per colpa mia non ha più un topo.

Once back under the starry sky, Harry heaved Dumbledore on to the top of the nearest boulder and then to his feet. Sodden and shivering, Dumbledore’s weight still upon him, Harry concentrated harder than he had ever done upon his destination: Hogsmeade. Closing his eyes, gripping Dumbledore’s arm as tightly as he could, he stepped forwards into that feeling of horrible compression.

Dealing with Phineas Nigellus Black is rather like having Snape around. He is snide, waspish, and quick to take offense. But as the portrait of Armando Dippet says, portraits of former headmasters are “honor-bound to give service to the present headmaster of Hogwarts.” (HP/OotP, 473) After the first time Hermione blindfolds him, he declares he will never return, but that decision is not his to make. Through this connection, Snape learns that Harry, Ron, and Hermione are alive. In return, they learn that Dumbledore used the sword of Gryffindor to kill a Horcrux, that Dumbledore’s Army is still active, that Snape sends them to Hagrid for detentions, and that Ginny has been banned from Hogsmeade visits. Anytime Phineas Nigellus asks for hints about their location, Hermione puts the painting away, but Snape manages to get them some information and assurance that Ginny is safe.

After all the precautions put in place for Lupin’s protection as a student, after all the special treatment, Lupin still led his friends into danger, out-of-bounds, at night, and visited Hogsmeade as a werewolf. Yet when Sirius nearly got him to kill another student, nobody was expelled; there is no evidence that anyone was even punished. The only consequence we know for sure is that Snape was “forbidden by Dumbledore to tell anybody” (HP/PoA, 357) that Lupin is a werewolf. He was forbidden to speak of his terrifying experience. His near murder, and his need to work through it by talking, were considered less important than Lupin’s privacy and, perhaps, Dumbledore’s chagrin.

Please note that the new school year will begin on September the first. The Hogwarts Express will leave from King’s Cross station, platform nine and three-quarters, at eleven o’clock. Third years are permitted to visit the village of Hogsmeade on certain weekends. Please give the enclosed permission form to your parent or guardian to sign.

What's Hogsmeade like? Where did you go?" By the sound of it- everywhere. Dervish and Banges, the wizarding equipment shop, Zonko's Joke Shop, into the Three Broomsticks for foaming mugs of hot butterbeer, and many places besides. "The post office, Harry! About two hundred owls, all sitting on shelves, all color-coded depending on how fast you want your letters to get there!" "Honeydukes has got a new kind of fudge; they were giving out free samples, there's a bit, look-" "We think we saw an ogre, honestly, they get all sorts at the Three Broomsticks-" "Wish we could have brought you some butterbeer, really warms you up-

Do you know much about Hogsmeade?" asked Hermione keenly. "I've read it's the only entirely non-Muggle settlement in Britain-" "Yeah, I think it is," said Ron in an offhand sort of way, "but that's not why I want to go. I just want to get inside Honeydukes!" "What's that?" said Hermione. "It's the sweetshop," said Ron, a dreamy look coming over his face, "where they've got everything.... Pepper Imps- they make you smoke at the mouth- and great fat Chocoballs full of strawberry mousse and clotted cream, and really excellent sugar quills, which you can suck in class and just look like you're thinking what to write next-" "But Hogsmeade's a very interesting place, isn't it?" Hermione pressed on eagerly. "In Sites of Historical Society it says the inn was the headquarters for the 1612 goblin rebellion, and the Shrieking Shack's supposed to be the most severely haunted building in Britain-" "- and massive sherbert balls that make you levitate a few inches off the ground while you're sucking them," said Ron, who was plainly not listening to a word Hermione was saying.