All 50 Uses of
prophecy
in
Harry Potter (#5) and the Order of the Phoenix
- 'I'm not making prophecies,' said Harry.†
Chpt 18 *
- 'No,' said Tonks musingly, 'no, I suppose it's not really prophecy you're doing, is it?†
Chpt 22
- Now, give me the prophecy Potter.†
Chpt 35
- Now give me the prophecy, Potter.†
Chpt 35
- Now give me the prophecy, or we start using wands.†
Chpt 35
- 'Hand over the prophecy and no one need get hurt,' said Malfoy coolly.†
Chpt 35
- I give you this — prophecy, is it?†
Chpt 35
- Harry felt the others close in around Ginny; he stepped sideways so that he was right in front of her, the prophecy held up to his chest.†
Chpt 35
- So,' said Harry, 'what kind of prophecy are we talking about, anyway?†
Chpt 35
- 'What kind of prophecy?' repeated Bellatrix, the grin fading from her face.†
Chpt 35
- WE NEED THE PROPHECY!†
Chpt 35
- 'WAIT UNTIL WE'VE GOT THE PROPHECY!' bawled Malfoy.†
Chpt 35
- 'You haven't told me what's so special about this prophecy I'm supposed to be handing over,' he said, playing for time.†
Chpt 35
- Because the only people who are permitted to retrieve a prophecy from the Department of Mysteries, Potter, are those about whom it was made, as the Dark Lord discovered when he attempted to use others to steal it for him.†
Chpt 35
- And why did he want to steal a prophecy about me?†
Chpt 35
- Was this prophecy the reason Harry's parents had died, the reason he carried his lightning-bolt scar?†
Chpt 35
- 'Someone made a prophecy about Voldemort and me?' he said quietly, gazing at Lucius Malfoy, his fingers tightening over the warm glass sphere in his hand.†
Chpt 35
- …to sprint in earnest; he could hear footsteps right behind him and Hermione's voice urging Neville on; straight ahead, the door through which they had come was ajar; Harry could see the glittering light of the bell jar; he pelted through the doorway, the prophecy still clutched tight and safe in his hand, and waited for the others to hurtle over the threshold before slamming the door behind them — 'Colloportus!' gasped Hermione and the door sealed itself with an odd squelching noise.†
Chpt 35
- Footsteps and shouts echoed from behind the door they had just sealed; Harry put his ear close to the door to listen and heard Lucius Malfoy roar, 'Leave Nott, leave him, I say — his injuries will be nothing to the Dark Lord compared to losing that prophecy.†
Chpt 35
- We'll split into pairs and search, and don't forget, be gentle with Potter until we've got the prophecy, you can kill the others if necessary —Bellatrix, Rodolphus, you take the left; Crabbe, Rabastan, go right —Jugson, Dolohov, the door straight ahead — Macnair and Avery, through here — Rookwood, over there — Mulciber, come with me!'†
Chpt 35
- Both Harry's and the Death Eater's wands flew out of their hands and soared back towards the entrance to the Hall of Prophecy; both scrambled to their feet and charged after them, the Death Eater in front, Harry hot on his heels, and Neville bringing up the rear, plainly horrorstruck by what he had done.†
Chpt 35
- There was no time to argue the point; Harry could hear more I footsteps growing louder from the Hall of Prophecy and knew, too late, that he ought not to have shouted and given away their position.†
Chpt 35
- With his free hand, he pointed from the prophecy still clutched in Harrys hand, to himself, then at Hermione.†
Chpt 35
- Give me the prophecy, or you get the same as her… 'Like you won't kill us all anyway, the moment I hand it over!' said Harry.†
Chpt 35
- 'Get Potter!' shrieked Bellatrix, and she ran at him; he dodged her and sprinted back up the room; he was safe as long as they thought they might hit the prophecy — 'Hey!' said Ron, who had staggered to his feet and was now tottering drunkenly towards Harry, giggling.†
Chpt 35
- Harry ran for it as Bellatrix Lestrange raced right at him: holding the prophecy high above his head, he sprinted back up the room; all he could think of doing was to draw the Death Eaters away from the others.†
Chpt 35
- It seemed to have worked; they streaked after him, knocking chairs and tables flying but not daring to bewitch him in case they hurt the prophecy, and he dashed through the only door still open, the one through which the Death Eaters themselves had come; inwardly praying that Neville would stay with Ron and find some way of releasing him.†
Chpt 35
- Harry got to his feet though his legs were trembling so badly they barely supported him: the prophecy was still miraculously unbroken in his left hand, his wand clutched tightly in his right.†
Chpt 35
- Potter, your race is run,' drawled Lucius Malfoy, pulling off his mask, 'now hand me the prophecy like a good boy.†
Chpt 35
- No, let's see how long Longbottom lasts before he cracks like his parents… unless Potter wants to give us the prophecy.†
Chpt 35
- Now, Potter, either give us the prophecy, or watch your little friend die the hard way!†
Chpt 35
- The prophecy was hot with the heat of his clutching hand as he held it out.†
Chpt 35
- 'Give it to me,' growled a voice in his ear, 'give me the prophecy —'†
Chpt 35
- He turned his wand backwards towards the man's side, but had no breath to utter an incantation, and the man's free hand was groping towards the hand in which Harry was grasping the prophecy — 'AARGH!'†
Chpt 35
- For a moment he thought he had dropped the prophecy, but then he saw Moody's magical eye spinning away across the floor.†
Chpt 35
- The prophecy had again flown to the tips of Harry's fingers but he had managed to cling on to it.†
Chpt 35
- Harry, take the prophecy, grab Neville and run!†
Chpt 35
- The prophecy, give me the prophecy, Potter!' snarled Lucius Malfoy's voice in his ear, and Harry felt the tip of Malfoy's wand pressing hard between his ribs.†
Chpt 35
- The prophecy, give me the prophecy, Potter!' snarled Lucius Malfoy's voice in his ear, and Harry felt the tip of Malfoy's wand pressing hard between his ribs.†
Chpt 35
- Harry flung the prophecy across the floor, Neville span himself around on his back and scooped the ball to his chest.†
Chpt 35
- Neville sank to the ground, his legs still jerking and thrashing, and he thrust the prophecy into his pocket.†
Chpt 35
- As both of them stared at the place where it had broken, appalled at what had happened, a pearly-white figure with hugely magnified eyes rose into the air, unnoticed by any but them…Harry could see its mouth moving, but in all the crashes and screams and yells surrounding them, not one word of the prophecy could he hear.†
Chpt 35
- 'Give me the prophecy — roll it out towards me now — and I may spare your life!†
Chpt 36
- 'The prophecy smashed when I was trying to get Neville up the steps!†
Chpt 36
- Accio prophecy!†
Chpt 36
- ACCIO PROPHECY!†
Chpt 36
- 'So, you smashed my prophecy?' said Voldemort softly, staring at Harry with those pitiless red eyes.†
Chpt 36
- — CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN — The Lost Prophecy Harry's feet hit solid ground; his knees buckled a little and the golden wizard's head fell *ith a resounding dunk to the floor.†
Chpt 37
- Voldemort, of course, had been obsessed with the possibility of hearing the prophecy ever since he regained his body; and as he dwelled on the door, so did you, though you did not know what it meant.†
Chpt 37
- 'And then you saw Rockwood, who worked in the Department of Mysteries before his arrest, telling Voldemort what we had known all along —that the prophecies held in the Ministry of Magic are heavily protected.†
Chpt 37
Definition:
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(prophecy) a prediction of the future (usually said to be obtained in a supernatural way)