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We have some amazing people in prop making that were able to use images from those films and from recreations that fans may have made over the past few years to make these new versions – I would look at these and think these were pretty accurate and very good representations of [them]!’ Why couldn’t Harry just… just think really hard at Hermione, and have her understand him? Why did everything seem so complicated, when they felt so simple inside Harry’s chest, kept safe behind his ribs? It had seemed so much safer to stay quiet, to simply avoid Hermione for a while until Harry somehow managed to find the right words, or hope that Hermione somehow managed to trip over them all on her own in a book somewhere, hear what Harry was thinking from ink and parchment, without all the hard part of Harry having to speak. One of them used it in Hogsmeade to summon Harry's Cloak of Invisibility, but was unsuccessful, as the cloak resisted spells. [61] I tried,” she protested, softly, “I tried to talk to you, and you thought everything would be fine, and Ron didn’t think anything was wrong either and I just… Harry, you can’t die, you just can’t.” Certainly I knew, Minerva," she said quietly. "But one does not parade the fact that one is All-Knowing. I frequently act as though I am not possessed of the Inner Eye, so as not to make others nervous."
Suggested pronunciation includes (AT-chee-oh), the Anglo-Catholic pronunciation, whereas the original Latin translation sounds like (AK-ee-oh). [ citation needed] It’s… it’s not something you talk about, really. Not outside of family circles.” Ron looked very uncomfortable, but he met their eyes bravely. “But you’re right, you’re both right. We’re… we’re closer than family. And if we’re sharing truths and all… I wanted you two to know.” Used it to summon his broom from Umbridge's office when escaping from Hogwarts in his seventh year. [49] GR: Unless I am mistaken about Wizarding law, that means that he was not, in fact, lawfully convicted of these crimes. He remembers them all becoming friends, always being in each other’s orbit, sharp edges grating and scratching at each other until a troll’s club and a destroyed bathroom and a barefaced lie told to their Housemistress…
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Ron sighed and muttered a little under his breath, but finally he nodded. “Yeah. ‘M sorry I shouted at you like that.” You need to let us help you more, is what you need.” Ron broke in, decisively. “Harry’s right, Hermione, you’d pitch a right fit if either of us looked this bad. And if I suggested that going to class and doing homework weren’t part of the same thing, you’d, you’d, you’d turn me into something horrible and send me off to live in the Forbidden Forest forever!" He shook his head, huffed. "You keep this up, Hermione, and you’ll never reach the end of the year, never mind sit the exams! At least you’ve got to let us make sure you get enough to eat.” The summoning of a Golden Snidget by Modesty Rabnott in the book Quidditch Through the Ages as well as Newton Scamander's use of the charm to summon a Niffler in the film Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald seemingly clashes with the rule that living creatures supposedly can't be summoned. Ted Tonks also summons salmon in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, though it is not entirely clear if the salmon was alive at the time. Used it to summon books about Horcruxes from the Headmaster's office; it flew through an opened window. [40]
The important things that happen in this Chapter are more about Harry's feelings (and Hagrid's) than about Harry receiving the new Firebolt broom. Perhaps even Professor McGonagall had not entirely understood what living for months upon months of time-turned life would do to a person? Hermione wonders, sometimes, if such a thing has been done before, and – if it had – what the people who tried it were like by the end? Used it in the Brain Room during the Battle of the Department of Mysteries to summon a brain in a tank to himself while under the effects of a spell. [39]
Hermione tried not to think about it too much – a coward’s response, she’d have scolded the boys for avoiding a difficult issue like this. Like a child peeping out at a monster through their fingers, hiding from hard topics did not make them go away, of course it didn’t. But Hermione just couldn’t bring herself to face anything harder than classwork right now. It was all too much, she was unravelling at the seams, pulled in too many directions for too long, trying to make her way through three days on one night’s sleep… Oh, really?" Hermione spat. "So that's why you’re quite willing to send him off, spinning around a hundred feet in the air, on a probably-cursed branch of twigs so he can go and fall to his death all over again, is it? Was seeing Harry in the hospital ward before Christmas not enough for you? D’you want to bury him afterwards this time, is that it?” Harry hummed. “It… It was pretty awful, but… the thing I wanted to, what I mean is… I didn’t have toys, when I was little. Never anything that wasn’t Dudley’s first, and only after he’d broken it. Sometimes Dudley would pretend something was for me, hold it out for me to take it, then snatch it away again and laugh, before he’d go running to Aunt Petunia and pretend to cry and say that I’d tried to steal what was his. And then I’d really catch it. Freaks don’t get presents. Don’t get to have toys.”
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