Mein Gott j'ai tellement de retard sur le marathon que j'ai honte >< (je lis mes chapitres mais je commente pas en fait =_=)
donc ce message va faire trois milles km de long. (et il risque d'y avoir pas mal de choses que vous avez dites)
chapitre 10
Spoilers fin tome 5 et tome 7
Spoilers
chapitre 11
Raaaaah Hermiooooone (en même temps je la comprends parce qu'elle s'inquiète mais en même temps je peux pas m'empêcher d'être un peu en colère contre elle)
chapitre 12
Ron putain arrête avec Hermione la pauvre, elle est surbookée et en plus il arrête pas de l'enfoncer, c'est un chat par le caleçon de Merlin !
d'ailleurs
ici
chapitre 13
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii du Quidditch hiiiiiiiiiiii
chapitre 14
Lupin (il est parfait, le prof hyper cool mais qui sait te reprendre quand tu dérapes, PARFAIT)
oh et puis :
j'ai cru que j'en verrais jamais le bout >__< merci mille fois à Yana qui a posté le lien du livre en ligne, j'aurais jamais tenu sinon !
donc ce message va faire trois milles km de long. (et il risque d'y avoir pas mal de choses que vous avez dites)
chapitre 10
 "But Sirius Black escaped from them," Harry said slowly. "He got away..."   Lupin's briefcase slipped from the desk; he had to stoop quickly to catch it.
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j'adore ce passage"This, Harry, is the secret of our success," said George, patting the parchment fondly.   "It's a wrench, giving it to you," said Fred, "but we decided last night, your need's greater than ours."
  "Anyway, we know it by heart," said George. "We bequeath it to you. We don't really need it anymore."
  "And what do I need with a bit of old parchment?" said Harry.
  "A bit of old parchment!" said Fred, closing his eyes with a grimace as though Harry had mortally offended him. "Explain, George."
  "Well... when we were in our first year, Harry -- young, carefree, and innocent --"
  Harry snorted. He doubted whether Fred and George had ever been innocent.
  "Well, more innocent than we are now -- we got into a spot of bother with Filch."
  "We let off a Dungbomb in the corridor and it upset him for some reason --"
  "So he hauled us off to his office and started threatening us with the usual --" detention disembowelment and we couldn't help noticing a drawer in one of his filing cabinets marked Confiscated and Highly Dangerous.
  "Don't tell me --" said Harry, starting to grin.
  "Well, what would you've done?" said Fred. "George caused a diversion by dropping another Dungbomb, I whipped the drawer open, and grabbed -- this."
  "It's not as bad as it sounds, you know," said George. "We don't reckon Filch ever found out how to work it. He probably suspected what it was, though, or he wouldn't have confiscated it."
  "And you know how to work it?"
  "Oh yes," said Fred, smirking. "This little beauty's taught us more than all the teachers in this school."
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j'adore ce gamin"How about these?" said Ron, shoving a jar of Cockroach Clusters under Hermione's nose.   "Definitely not," said Harry.
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chapitre 11
But the dementors don't affect him, Harry thought, staring into the handsome, laughing face. He doesn't have to hear my Min screaming if they get too close -
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Oh Hagrid (en anglais le passage est beaucoup plus poignant je trouve, ça doit être l'accent)Thought o' jus' letting Buckbeak go... tryin' ter make him fly away... but how d'yeh explain ter a hippogriff it's gotta go inter hidin'? An' -an' I'm scared o' breakin' the law...." He looked up at them, tears leaking down his face again. "I don' ever want ter go back ter Azkaban."
Crookshanks's claws ripped his pajamas and Scabbers attempted a wild escape over his shoulder
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Raaaaah Hermiooooone (en même temps je la comprends parce qu'elle s'inquiète mais en même temps je peux pas m'empêcher d'être un peu en colère contre elle)
chapitre 12
j'aurais réagis pareil, encore plus si j'étais fâchée avec les gens qui en parlent There was a loud and impatient "tuh" from behind them. It was Hermione, who had been sitting at the feet of a suit of armor, repacking her bag, which was so full of books it wouldn't close.   "And what are you tutting at us for?" said Ron irritably.
  "Nothing," said Hermione in a lofty voice, heaving her bag back over her shoulder.
  "Yes, you were," said Ron. "I said I wonder what's wrong with Lupin, and you --"
  "Well, isn't it obvious?" said Hermione, with a look of maddening superiority.
  "If you don't want to tell us, don't," snapped Ron.
  "Fine," said Hermione haughtily, and she marched off.
  "She doesn't know," said Ron, staring resentfully after Hermione. "She's just trying to get us to talk to her again."
ce passage "Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off --"   The sounds of someone stumbling ftom a room -- a door bursting open -- a cackle of high- pitched laughter --
  "Harry! Harry... wake up...."
  Lupin was tapping Harry hard on the face. This time it was a minute before Harry understood why he was lying on a dusty classroom floor.
  "I heard my dad," Harry mumbled. "That's the first time I've ever heard him -- he tried to take on Voldemort himself, to give my mum time to run for it...."
  Harry suddenly realized that there were tears on his face mingling with the sweat. He bent his face as low as possible, wiping them off on his robes, pretending to do up his shoelace, so that Lupin wouldn't see.
  "You heard James?" said Lupin in a strange voice.
  "Yeah..." Face dry, Harry looked up. "Why -- you didn't know my dad, did you?"
  "I -- I did, as a matter of fact," said Lupin. "We were friends at Hogwarts. Listen, Harry -- perhaps we should leave it here for tonight. This charm is ridiculously advanced.... I shouln't have suggested putting you through this...."
Wood"Bad news, Harry. I've just been to see Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt. She -- er -- got a bit shirty with me. Told m' I'd got my priorities wrong. Seemed to think I cared more about winning the Cup than I do about you staying alive. Just because I told her I didn't care if it threw you off, as long as you caught the Snitch first." Wood shook his head in disbelief. "Honestly, the way she was yelling at me... you'd think I'd said something terrible...
"He deserves it," he said suddenly.   "You think so?" said Lupin lightly. "Do you really think anyone deserves that?"
  "Yes," said Harry defiantly. "For... for some things..."
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Ron putain arrête avec Hermione la pauvre, elle est surbookée et en plus il arrête pas de l'enfoncer, c'est un chat par le caleçon de Merlin !
d'ailleurs
ici
chapitre 13
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii du Quidditch hiiiiiiiiiiii
et en fait comment connait-il l'existence du parchute alors que c'est moldu et que son père fait un malaise dès qu'il entend le mot moldu ?  "Got plenty of special features, hasn't it?" said Malfoy, eyes glittering maliciously. "Shame it doesn't come with a parachute -- in case you get too near a dementor."
(aaaah les hormones) attendez mais elle fait 1,40m ou quoi Cho ? (oui Harry est petit et a treize ans, pour moi il fait 1,55m maximum là)She was shorter than Harry by about a head, and Harry couldn't help noticing, nervous as he was, that she was extremely pretty. She smiled at Harry as the teams faced each other behind their captains, and he felt a slight lurch in the region of his stomach that he didn't think had anything to do with nerves.
Voila en fait Lee c'est comme une blogueuse mode, il a des sponsors (ok c'était facile je l'admets)"JORDAN! ARE YOU BEING PAID TO ADVERTISE FIREBOLTS? GET ON WITH THE COMMENTARY!"
franchement Ron là DEUX CLAQUES DANS TA GUEULE.  There was no arguing with this, as Ron chose that moment to say loudly, "If Scabbers hadn't just been eaten, he could have had some of those Fudge Flies. He used to really like them --"
  Hermione burst into tears. Before Harry could say or do anything, she tucked the enormous book under her arm, and, still sobbing, ran toward the staircase to the girls' dormitories and out of sight.
  "Can't you give her a break?" Harry asked Ron quietly.
  "No," said Ron flatly. "If she just acted like she was sorry -- but she'll never admit she's wrong, Hermione. She's still acting like Scabbers has gone on vacation or something."
j'adore ce passage (aaaah Neville, que ferions nous sans toi ?) surtout la réaction de McGonagall "mais mais et le mot de passe ?""Sir Cadogan, did you just let a man enter Gryffindor Tower?" "Certainly, good lady!" cried Sir Cadogan.   There was a stunned silence, both inside and outside the common room.
  "You -- you did?" said Professor McGonagall. "But -- but the password!"
  "He had 'em!" said Sir Cadogan proudly. "Had the whole week's, my lady! Read 'em off a little piece of paper!"
  Professor McGonagall pulled herself back through the portrait hole to face the stunned crowd. She was white as chalk.
  "Which person," she said, her voice shaking, "which abysmally foolish person wrote down this week's passwords and left them lying around?"
  There was utter silence, broken by the smallest of terrified squeaks. Neville Longbottom, trembling from head to fluffy slippered toes, raised his hand slowly into the air.
chapitre 14
bim dans ta gueule. "All right, Hagrid!" said Ron. "S'pose you want to hear about Saturday night, do you?"   "I've already heard all abou' it," said Hagrid, opening the front doors and leading them outside.
  "Oh," said Ron, looking slightly put out.
+3000 pour Hagrid "Because her cat acted like all cats do," Hagrid continued doggedly. "She's cried a fair few times, yeh know. Goin' through a rough time at the moment. Bitten off more'n she can chew, if yeh ask me, all the work she's tryin' ter do. Still found time ter help me with Buckbeak's case, mind.... She's found some really good stuff fer me... reckon he'll stand a good chance now..."   "Hagrid, we should've helped as well -- sorry --" Harry began awkwardly.
  "I'm not blamin' yeh!" said Hagrid, waving Harry's apology aside. "Gawd knows yeh've had enough ter be gettin' on with. I've seen yeh practicin' Quidditch ev'ry hour o' the day an' night -- but I gotta tell yeh, I thought you two'd value yer friend more'n broomsticks or rats. Tha's all."
Snape me fait mourrir de rire par contre c'était totalement ingrat et inutile de vanner James."Your head is not allowed in Hogsmeade. No part of your body has permission to be in Hogsmeade."
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Lupin (il est parfait, le prof hyper cool mais qui sait te reprendre quand tu dérapes, PARFAIT)
oh et puis :
Mooney presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business."   Snape froze. Harry stared, dumbstruck, at the message. But the map didn't stop there. More writing was appearing beneath the first.
  "Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugle git."
  It would have been very funny if the situation hadn't been so serious. And there was more....
  "Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor."
  Harry closed his eyes in horror. When he'd opened them, the map had had its last word.
  "Mr. Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair , the slimeball."
 "No," said Hermione. She was holding a letter in her hands and her lip was trembling. "I just thought you ought to know... Hagrid lost his case. Buckbeak is going to be executed."
j'ai cru que j'en verrais jamais le bout >__< merci mille fois à Yana qui a posté le lien du livre en ligne, j'aurais jamais tenu sinon !