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Wizarding World - Everything Magical
Communication

Music, Rhyme, and Dance

"Ah, music! A magic beyond all we do here!"
     -- Albus Dumbledore
(PS7)

"Music is myth, metaphysics, and magic."
     -- Ferruccio Busoni

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Songs, Riddles, and Poems
Book One

Book Two

  • Ode to Harry (CS11)
    Oh Potter, you Rotter
    Oh look what you've done.
    You're killing off students,
    You think it's good fun!

  • the singing valentine for Harry (CS13)

Book Three

Book Four

  • Sorting Hat's Song 1994: GF12

  • The merpeople in the Lake sing a song to tell the Champions what the Second Task will require (GF25).

    • Merpeople's Song (GF25)

      Come and seek us where our voices sound.
      We cannot sing above the ground.
      And while you're searching, ponder this:
      We've taken what you'll sorely miss.
      An hour long you'll have to look,
      And to recover what we took.
      But past an hour - the prospect's black.
      Too late, it's gone, it won't come back.
    • Merpeople's Song (Version 2)

      An hour long you'll have to look
      And to recover what we took.
      You're time's half gone, so tarry not.
      Lest what you seek stays here to rot.
  • the riddle of the sphinx (GF31)

  • Voldemort's revival (GF32)

    Bone of the father, unknowingly given,
    You will renew your son.
    Flesh of the servant, willingly given,
    You will revive your master.
    Blood of the enemy, forcibly taken,
    You will resurrect your foe.

Book Five

Book Six

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"Eez eet over? Thank goodness, what an 'orrible -"
    - Fleur Delacour (HBP16)

Quidditch Through the Ages

  • A tragic Gaelic poem of the 11th Century tells of the sad outcome of a game of Creaothceann:

    The players assembled, twelve fine, hearty men
    The strapped on their cauldrons, stood poised to fly,
    At the sound of the horn they were swiftly airborne
    But ten of their number were fated to die...
    (QA2)


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