( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

I'm tired of inside! When can I go out to play?

[Filtered to Harry, Ginny and Ron]

I'm sick of just sitting around and taking potshots at these things from the windows. Have any of you had any success with anything else? My best approximation of lightning doesn't work, a Stunner only bounces off the shell, flames and ice don't do much of anything, and a Body-Bind doesn't have a body to latch onto.

Failing that, who wants to come and try combining bolts of lightning with me?

Okay, someone want to tell me what all the weird suit of armor stuff is about? How did I just get from an orange grove to here anyway?

Where the hell am I?

Crews, if this is one of your jokes? You're going to be in a lot of trouble.

Those things. The toclafane. They are evil metal things with human faces and they talk. Not only that - they laugh.

Doctor, I'll get you however many you want to talk to if it'll help you get rid of them. I've got one for you already. I might've made the first one explode when it said it killed because it was fun and laughed

( filtered to Arthur, Gwen, Uther, Morgause, Regulus, and Sirius )

These...things, they are unlike anything I've seen before.

And they are immune to fire. My hands...are not.

I am unaccustomed to being indoors for so long at a stretch. It is distressing.

I hear we have wizards in the house. We need to pow-wow. Preferably in person.

Those nasty little Deathstar wannabes must be coming from somewhere. I can hex them 'til the cows come home but if there's a rift in the never-never they're sneaking in through, it's like putting a bandaid on a severed artery. Someone wanna throw me some ideas before this thing craps out on me again? Anyone? Buelle--