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October arrived, spreading a damp chill over the grounds and into the castle. Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was kept busy by a sudden
spate of colds among the staff and students. Her Pepperup potion worked instantly, though it left the drinker smoking at the ears
for several hours afterward. Ginny Weasley, who had been looking pale, was bullied into taking some by Percy. The steam pouring from
under her vivid hair gave the impression that her whole head was on fire.
October arrived, spreading a damp chill over the grounds and into the castle. Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was kept busy by a sudden
spate of colds among the staff and students. Her Pepperup potion worked instantly, though it left the drinker smoking at the ears
for several hours afterward. Ginny Weasley, who had been looking pale, was bullied into taking some by Percy. The steam pouring from
under her vivid hair gave the impression that her whole head was on fire. You could feel the heat from her hair as far as a mile away.

Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams,
and Hagrid's pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds. Oliver Wood's enthusiasm for regular training sessions, however, was not
dampened, which was why Harry was to be found, late one stormy Saturday afternoon a few days before Halloween, returning to Gryffindor
Tower, drenched to the skin and splattered with mud.
Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams,
and Hagrid's pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds. Oliver Wood's enthusiasm for regular training sessions, however, was not
dampened, which was why Harry was to be found, late one stormy Saturday afternoon a few days before Halloween, returning to Gryffindor
Tower, drenched to the skin and splattered with mud.

Even aside from the rain and wind it hadn't been a happy practice session. Fred and George, who had been spying on the Slytherin team,
had seen for themselves the speed of those new Nimbus Two Thousand and Ones. They reported that the Slytherin team was no more than seven
greenish blurs, shooting through the air like missiles.
Even aside from the rain and wind it hadn't been a happy practice session. Fred and George, who had been spying on the Slytherin team,
had seen for themselves the speed of those new Nimbus Two Thousand and Ones. They reported that the Slytherin team was no more than seven
greenish blurs, shooting through the air like missiles.

As Harry squelched along the deserted corridor he came across somebody who looked just as preoccupied as he was. Nearly Headless Nick,
the ghost of Gryffindor Tower, was staring morosely out of a window, muttering under his breath, ". . . don't fulfill their
requirements . . . half an inch, if that . . ."
As Harry squelched along the deserted corridor he came across somebody who looked just as preoccupied as he was. Nearly Headless Nick,
the ghost of Gryffindor Tower, was staring morosely out of a window, muttering under his breath, ". . . don't fulfill their
requirements . . . half an inch, if that . . ."

"Hello, Nick," said Harry.
"Hello, Nick," said Harry.

"Hello, hello," said Nearly Headless Nick, starting and looking round. He wore a dashing, plumed hat on his long curly hair,
and a tunic with a ruff, which concealed the fact that his neck was almost completely severed. He was pale as smoke, and Harry
could see right through him to the dark sky and torrential rain outside.
"Hello, hello," said Nearly Headless Nick, starting and looking round. He wore a dashing, plumed hat on his long curly hair,
and a tunic with a ruff, which concealed the fact that his neck was almost completely severed. He was pale as smoke, and Harry
could see right through him to the dark sky and torrential rain outside.

"You look troubled, young Potter," said Nick, folding a transparent letter as he spoke and tucking it inside his doublet.
"You look troubled, young Potter," said Nick, folding a transparent letter as he spoke and tucking it inside his doublet.

"So do you," said Harry.
"So do you," said Harry.

"Ah," Nearly Headless Nick waved an elegant hand, "a matter of no importance. . . . It's not as though I really wanted to join. . . .
Thought I'd apply, but apparently I 'don't fulfill requirements' -"
"Ah," Nearly Headless Nick waved an elegant hand, "a matter of no importance. . . . It's not as though I really wanted to join. . . .
Thought I'd apply, but apparently I 'don't fulfill requirements' -"

In spite of his airy tone, there was a look of great bitterness on his face.
In spite of his airy tone, there was a look of great bitterness on his face.

"But you would think, wouldn't you," he erupted suddenly, pulling the letter back out of his pocket, "that getting hit forty-five
times in the neck with a blunt axe would qualify you to join the Headless Hunt?"
"But you would think, wouldn't you," he erupted suddenly, pulling the letter back out of his pocket, "that getting hit forty-five
times in the neck with a blunt axe would qualify you to join the Headless Hunt?"

"Oh - yes," said Harry, who was obviously supposed to agree.
"Oh - yes," said Harry, who was obviously supposed to agree.

"I mean, nobody wishes more than I do that it had all been quick and clean, and my head had come off properly, I mean,
it would have saved me a great deal of pain and ridicule. However -" Nearly Headless Nick shook his letter open and read
furiously: "'We can only accept huntsmen whose heads have parted company with their bodies. You will appreciate that it would be
impossible otherwise for members to participate in hunt activities such as Horseback Head-Juggling and Head Polo. It is with the
greatest regret, therefore, that I must inform you that you do not fulfill our requirements. With very best wishes,
Sir Patrick Delaney-Podmore.'"
"I mean, nobody wishes more than I do that it had all been quick and clean, and my head had come off properly, I mean,
it would have saved me a great deal of pain and ridicule. However -" Nearly Headless Nick shook his letter open and read
furiously: "'We can only accept huntsmen whose heads have parted company with their bodies. You will appreciate that it would be
impossible otherwise for members to participate in hunt activities such as Horseback Head-Juggling and Head Polo. It is with the
greatest regret, therefore, that I must inform you that you do not fulfill our requirements. With very best wishes,
Sir Patrick Delaney-Podmore.'"

Fuming, Nearly Headless Nick stuffed the letter away.
Fuming, Nearly Headless Nick stuffed the letter away.

"Half an inch of skin and sinew holding my neck on, Harry! Most people would think that's good and beheaded, but oh, no,
it's not enough for Sir Properly Decapitated-Podmore."
"Half an inch of skin and sinew holding my neck on, Harry! Most people would think that's good and beheaded, but oh, no,
it's not enough for Sir Properly Decapitated-Podmore."
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Expand Up @@ -3,28 +3,28 @@ Quotes from Big Bang Theory:
Raj: I don't like bugs, okay. They freak me out.
Sheldon: Interesting. You're afraid of insects and women. Ladybugs must render you catatonic.

Leonard: My point is, while you're spending all this time on your own, building computers or practicing your cello,
what you're really doing is becoming interesting. When people finally do notice you, they're gonna find someone a lot
Leonard: My point is, while you're spending all this time on your own, building computers or practicing your cello,
what you're really doing is becoming interesting. When people finally do notice you, they're gonna find someone a lot
cooler than they thought. And for those of you that were popular in high school, it's over, sorry. Thank you. Congratulations.

Sheldon: Amy's mad at me, and I'm not clear why.
Penny: Okay, were you talking before she got upset?
Sheldon: Yes.
Sheldon: Amy's mad at me, and I'm not clear why.
Penny: Okay, were you talking before she got upset?
Sheldon: Yes.
Penny: That's probably it.

Sheldon: Sheldon Cooper does not cry.
Howard: That's true, you'd rust.

Sheldon: Scissors cuts paper, paper covers rock, rock crushes lizard, lizard poisons Spock, Spock smashes scissors,
scissors decapitates lizard, lizard eats paper, paper disproves Spock, Spock vaporizes rock, and as it always has,
Sheldon: Scissors cuts paper, paper covers rock, rock crushes lizard, lizard poisons Spock, Spock smashes scissors,
scissors decapitates lizard, lizard eats paper, paper disproves Spock, Spock vaporizes rock, and as it always has,
rock crushes scissors.

Stuart: Oh, Sheldon, I'm afraid you couldn't be more wrong.
Sheldon: More wrong? Wrong is an absolute state and not subject to gradation.
Stuart: Of course it is. It's a little wrong to say a tomato is a vegetable, it's very wrong to say it's a suspension bridge.

Howard: You know, I'm really glad you decided to learn Mandarin.
Sheldon: Why?
Howard: You know, I'm really glad you decided to learn Mandarin.
Sheldon: Why?
Howard: Once you're fluent, you'll have a billion more people to annoy instead of me.

Sheldon: This song is never going to stop.Have you ever dealt with something so relentlessly irritating?
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Amy: Yeah, but it's okay.
Penny: How is it okay?
Amy: I promised myself if I ever got friends I'd do whatever they said. Really, I'm lucky you found me before a cult did.
Penny: Date Sheldon
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Hi Theresa