-Hello, Harry. Bill Weasley. -Oh. Pleasure to meet you. FRED: He was never always this handsome. -Dead ugly. True enough. Owe it all to a werewolf, name of Greyback. -Hope to repay the favor one day. -You're still beautiful to me, William.
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Do I detect elm? Yes, my Lord.
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[SPEAKING IN PARSELTONGUE]
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[YELLS]
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What about you, Lucius? My Lord? "My Lord?"
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BURBAGE: Severus. Severus, please.
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Yeah, I think they would.
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I require your wand.
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Mm?
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HARRY: I thought you were looking after... -...the Prime Minister. -You are more important.
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Do you think they'd be in there, Hermione?
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HAGRID: Hello, Harry. HARRY: All right. Wow. Hello. HAGRID: You're looking fit. -Yeah, he's absolutely gorgeous. What say we get undercover before someone murders him? HARRY: Evening.
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Potter, you're underage, which means you've still got the Trace on you. What's the Trace? If you sneeze, the Ministry will know who wipes your nose. We have to use those means of transport the Trace can't detect: Brooms, Thestrals and the like. We go in pairs. That way, if anyone's out there waiting for us, and I reckon there will be... ...they won't know which Harry Potter is the real one. The real one? I believe you're familiar with this particular brew. No. Absolutely not. I told you he'd take it well. No, if you think I'm gonna let everyone risk their lives for me, I-- -Never done that before, have we? -No. No. This is different. I mean, taking that, becoming me. No. Well, none of us really fancy it, mate. Imagine if something went wrong, and we ended up a scrawny, specky git forever. MOODY: Everyone here is of age, Potter.