NO!” The scream was the more terrible because he had never expected or dreamed that Professor McGonagall could make such a sound. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Our Headmaster is taking a short break," said Professor McGonagall, pointing at the Snape-shaped hole in the window. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Professor McGonagall had a way of making him feel he must have done something wrong.” — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
Actually, Dean, better tell Professor McGonagall we may need two or three more wands on this side. -Kingsley Shacklebolt — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Why don't you confer with Mr. Finnigan? As I recall, he has a particular proclivity for pyrotechnics. — J. K. Rowling Copy Share Image
Hogwarts is threatened!” shouted Professor McGonagall. “Man the boundaries, protect us, do your duty to our school! — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Under a tuft of jet-black hair over his forehead they could see a curiously shaped cut, like a bolt of lightning. "Is… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“How did you know it was me?” she asked. “My dear Professor, I’ve never seen a cat sit so stiffly.” “You’d be… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
- With respect, Professor McGonagall, I'm not quite sure you understand what I'm trying to do here. - With respect, Mr. Potter,… — Eliezer Yudkowsky Copy Share Image
“Potter,” said Professor McGonagall, hurrying up to him, as students flooded the platform, jostling for position, receiving instructions, “ Aren’t you supposed… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Is it true that you shouted at Professor Umbridge?' 'Yes,' said Harry. 'You called her a liar?' 'Yes.' 'You told her He… — JK Rowling Copy Share Image
“Harry!” he panted, massaging his immense chest beneath his emerald-green silk pajamas. “My dear boy…what a surprise…Minerva, do please explain…Severus…what…?” “Our headmaster… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Hmph,” snorted Professor McGonagall. “It’s high time your grandmother learned to be proud of the grandson she’s got, rather than the one… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
So,” sneered Fudge, recovering himself, “you intend to take on Dawlish, Shacklebolt, Dolores, and myself single-handed, do you, Dumbledore?” “Merlin’s beard, no,”… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Miss Granger, you foolish girl, how could you think of tackling a mountain troll on your own? Five points will be taken… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“A letter?” repeated Professor McGonagall faintly, sitting back down on the wall. “Really Dumbledore, you think you can explain all this in… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“There was a sound of movement, of clinking glass: Amycus was coming round. Before Harry or Luna could act, Professor McGonagall rose… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“You realize, of course, that nothing we do will be able to keep out You-Know-Who indefinitely?” squeaked Flitwick. “But we can hold… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“He and Luna ran after Professor McGonagall, who had taken up a position in the middle of the corridor and raised her… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“He hardly heard what Professor McGonagall was telling them about Animagi (wizards who could transform at will into animals), and wasn’t even… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Professor Flitwick, the Charms teacher, was a tiny little wizard who had to stand on a pile of books to see over… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“You're mine now, Harry thought at the walls of Diagon Alley, and all the shops and items, and all the shopkeepers and… — Eliezer Yudkowsky Copy Share Image
“Leave him alone! Alone, I say!” said Professor McGonagall’s voice through the darkness. “On what grounds are you attacking him? He has… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“False hope?’ repeated Professor McGonagall, still refusing to look round at Professor Umbridge. ‘He has achieved high marks in all his Defence… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Harry!” he panted, massaging his immense chest beneath his emerald-green silk pajamas. “My dear boy…what a surprise…Minerva, do please explain…Severus…what…?” “Our headmaster… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Potter! Weasley! What are you doing?” It was Professor McGonagall, and her mouth was the thinnest of thin lines. “We were —… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“You are not going to pass off your many ineptitudes on the students of Hogwarts. I shall not permit it.” “Excuse me?”… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Harry!” he panted, massaging his immense chest beneath his emerald-green silk pajamas. “My dear boy…what a surprise…Minerva, do please explain…Severus…what…?” “Our headmaster… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“I shall expect you and the Slytherins in the Great Hall in twenty minutes, also,” said Professor McGonagall. “If you wish to… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Who’s there?” “It is I,” said a low voice. From behind a suit of armor stepped Severus Snape. Hatred boiled up in… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“You’re JOKING!” said Fred Weasley loudly. The tension that had filled the Hall ever since Moody’s arrival suddenly broke. Nearly everyone laughed,… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Got Potter’?” said Professor McGonagall sharply. “What do you mean, ‘got Potter’?” “He told us Potter might try and get inside Ravenclaw… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Hello, Professor McGonagall,” said Moody calmly, bouncing the ferret still higher. “What — what are you doing?” said Professor McGonagall, her eyes… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“The fireworks continued to burn and spread all over the school that afternoon. Though they caused plenty of disruption, the other teachers… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“I think so,' said Professor McGonagall dryly, 'we teachers are rather good at magic, you know.” — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Professor McGonagall, the Headmaster set fire to a chicken!” "He wha-” — Eliezer Yudkowsky Copy Share Image
“I dare say you'll find you can,' said Professor McGonagall through tightly gritted teeth” — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
Professor McGonagall: "Why don't you confer with Mr. Finnigan? As I recall, he has a particular proclivity for pyrotechnics. — J. K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Fifty?” Harry gasped. “Fifty points each,” said Professor McGonagall, breathing heavily. “Professor — please —” “You can’t —” “Don’t tell me what… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
