Saker som kan misstolkas i Harry Potter..

Jag har också funderat på det, jag menar tror inte att varken Fred och George är typen som missar ett tillfälle att reta Ron...

Ahh, ser lite skumt ut!

"Harry var frestad att lägga händerna på Bathildas bastanta rumpa"

Om man inte läser klart meningen så låter det väldigt fel.

"Du har skrikit och stönat och... andra grejer"

Haha gud, aldrig tänkt på!

Har också hittat några...


"What d'you mean, I'm not brave in bed?" said Harry, completely nonplussed.

"He was rather taller than Snape, who, Harry noticed, had balled his fist in the pocket of his cloak over what Harry was sure was the handle of his wand."

"Well?" said Ron finally, looking up at Harry. "How was it?" Harry considered for a moment.
"Wet." He said truthfully.

"I see," said Uncle Vernon, looking from his white-faced wife to Harry and hitching up his trousers. He seemed to be swelling..

She pressed hard on the top of his head. "Doesn't it ever lie flat?" she said desperately. Harry shook his head.


Oh, herregud...

"When I was in the graveyard my wand got conected with Voldemort's" - Ur Goblet of fire.
Vet inte om det var exakt så, men typ. xD

"Dudley hissade upp byxorna som höll på att glida ner över hans tjocka bak.

"Varför stirrar du på häcken?"

HAHAHAHAHAH GUD DET BLIR SÅ FRUKTANSVÄRT FEL

Hittat fler:

"You two just Apparated on my knees!"
"Yeah, well, it's harder in the dark --

"He's having a go at my mother!" Seamus yelled.

"Or any part of your body, really, we're not fussy where we stick this."

"She's somethin' when she's roused, Olympe...fiery, you know...'spect it's the French in her..."

"I thought not," said Snape, watching him closely. "You let me get in too far. You lost control."

"But whether James really did take off Snape's pants, Harry never found out."

"He bit hard on his pillow, to stop himself from making a noise."

"... every part of him screaming for release, Harry felt the creature use him again..."

"He let out a long, slow breath and stared up at the brilliant blue sky. Every day this summer had been the same: the tension, the expectation, the temporary relief, and then mounting tension again...and always, growing more insistent all the time, the question of why nothing had happened yet."

"...which left Harry free to sit down on the grass between the beech and the bushes and watch the foursome under the tree."

Dear Lord... Kommer aldrig kunna läsa böckerna/se filmerna igen...

Jag typ dog lite där DX lol