Quotes About Broomstick

If Harry Potter's so magical, why cant he cure his own eyesight and get laid. A teenage lad shouldnt need a broomstick to cling onto.

Sanguine took a moment, finding it hard to process the information. "He... this guy uses a wand? For real? He actually uses a wand? Like a wizard?... Don't the other Necromancers have any sense of pride? What's he gonna do next, fly around on a broomstick? This ain't Harry Potter.

Fortunately...or unfortunately...through years of neglect I'm actually as skinny as an anorexic broomstick.

Of course! I'm far more used to working with a Ã¢â'¬Â¦ a Ã¢â'¬Â¦ a Nimbus 2000." Trish peers at me in surprise. "Isn't that the broomstick out of Harry Potter?" Damn. I knew I'd heard it somewhere. "Yes Ã¢â'¬Â¦ it is," I say at last, my face flaming. "And also a well-known ironing board. In fact, I think the broomstick was named Ã¢â'¬Â¦ er Ã¢â'¬Â¦ after the ironing board.

Few things can be pleasanter than riding a reliable broomstick through a moony autumn night. It is best of all when home is at the end of the journey.

A few months since the idea of witches riding through the air upon a broomstick, and that of philosophers upon a bag of smoke, would have appeared equally impossible and ridiculous

Vrei s? fii vr?jitor, a zis. — Nu ?tiu. — Mincinosule. Vrei s?-i fii ucenic ?i s? înve?i magia ?i s? c?l?re?ti pe o m?tur?. — Nu prea cred c? vr?jitorii adev?ra?i c?l?resc m?turi.

In the Children's Zoo, Enrichment meant presenting the goats with a trash can smeared with peanut butter or dangling keys at the end of a broomstick in front of the cow. The goats would knock their heads around the inside of the can and emerge giddy, peanut butter drunk.

I followed him through the halls of the enormous church until we got to the staff's kitchen. He went to the fridge, opened it, and came out with a bottle of bourbon. He poured some into a coffee cup, drank it down, and poured some more. He offered me the bottle. No, thanks. Aren't you supposed to drink vodka? Aren't you supposed to wear a pointy hat and ride on a flying broomstick? Touche, I said.

You have an instinct, Sophie, that's how, said Howl. Nothing is safe from you. If I were to court a girl who lived on an iceberg in the middle of the ocean, sooner or later—probably sooner—I'd look up to see you swooping overhead on a broomstick. In fact, by now I'd be disappointed in you if I didn't see you.

Nimbus 2000

Madam Hooch