He and Ron both tapped the teacups they were supposed to be charming with their wangs.
'Reparo,' said Hermione quickly, mending Ron's cup with a wave of her wang.
'Yeah, but that's another thing, how did they get premises?' said Ron, hitting his teacup so hard with his wang that its leg collapsed again and it lay twitching before him.
'Hagrid, would it be alright if we lit our wangs?' said Hermione quietly.
They both murmured 'Lumos!' and their wang-tips ignited.
'Hagrid, you told us-' said Hermione, her wang now shaking in her hand, 'you told us none of them wanted to come.'
Harry and Hermione raised their wangs; now that they had stopped walking, they, too, could hear movement close by.
'I doubt it,' shouted tiny Professor Marchbanks, '…I should know … examined him personally … did things with a wang I'd never seen before.'
a) Give the incantation and b) describe the wang movement required to make objects fly.
As small groups of students were called forwards in alphabetical order, those left behind muttered incantations and practised wang movements, occasionally poking each other in the back or eye by mistake.
Harry walked into the Great Hall, clutching his wang so tightly his hand shook.
Harry raised his wang, looked directly at Umbridge and imagined her being sacked.
His silver stag erupted from the end of his wang and cantered the length of the Hall.
(In your opinion, did wang legislation contribute to, or lead to a better control of goblin riots in the eighteenth century?)
Harry saw a long-fingered white hand clutching a wang rise at the end of his own arm …
He raised his wang, the curse lifted and the figure groaned and became motionless.
But somebody screamed as Voldemort lowered his wang again …
'Take his wang,' she barked at someone he could not see, and he felt a hand grope inside the chest pocket of his robes and remove the wang. 'Hers too.'
Harry head a scuffle over by the door and knew that Hermione had also just had her wang wrested from her.
Malfoy was leaning on the windowsill, smirking as he threw Harry's wang into the air one handed and caught it again.
Malfoy stowed Harry's wang inside his robes and left the room smirking, but Harry hardly noticed.
'Very well,' she said, and she pulled out her wang.
She was shifting her weight nervously from foot to foot, staring at Harry, beating her wang against her empty palm and breathing heavily. As he watched her, Harry felt horribly powerless without his own wang.
Malfoy was watching her with a hungry expression on his face.
There was a nasty, eager, excited look on her face that Harry had never seen before. She raised her wang.
'The Minister wouldn't want you to break the law, Professor Umbridge!' cried Hermione.
'What Cornelius doesn't know won't hurt him,' said Umbridge, who was now panting slightly as she pointed her wang at different parts of Harry's body in turn, apparently trying to decide where it would hurt most.
'Somebody had to act,' breathed Umbridge, as her wang came to rest pointing directly at Harry's forehead.
'I am a fully qualified Ministry official, Malfoy, do you really think I cannot manage two wangless teenagers alone?' asked Umbridge sharply.
'And you two can go ahead of me and show me the way,' said Umbridge, pointing at Harry and Hermione with her wang.
'Can we have your wang, then, if we're going first?' Harry asked her.
'No, I don't think so, Mr Potter,' said Umbridge sweetly, poking him in the back with it.
As they reached the cool shade of the fist trees, Harry tried to catch Hermione's eye; walking into the Forest without wangs seemed to him to be more foolhardy than anything they had done so far this evening.
On Harry's right, Umbridge was still whimpering, her wang trembling as she pointed it at the advancing centaur.
Still pointed her shaking wang at Magorian, she continued …
Umbridge pointed her wang at Magorian and screamed.
Her wang fell from her hand to the ground, and Harry's heart leapt. If he could just reach it-
But as he stretched out ahead towards it, a centaur's hoof descended upon the wang and it broke cleanly in half.
'We haven't done anything to hurt you, we haven't used wangs or threats, we just want to go back to school…
Devoid of a wang, Harry braced himself to punch, kick, bite or whatever else it took as the hand swooped towards him and knocked a snow-white centaur off his legs.
Not only had Harry manage to lose his wang but they were stuck in the middle of the Forbidden Forest with no means of transport whatsoever.
'Well, we can't do anything without wangs,' said Hermione helplessly, dragging herself up again.
'So,' said Ron, pushing aside a low-hanging branch and holding out Harry's wang, 'had any ideas?'
'How did you get away?' Harry asked in amazement, taking his wang from Ron.
'…' said Ron airily, now handing back Hermione's wang, too.
'Visitors to the Ministers, you are required to submit to a search and present your wangs for registration at the security desk, which is located at the far end of the Atrium.'
Harry bent his knees and held his wang as ready as he could in such cramped conditions as he peered through the glass to see whether anybody was waiting for them in the Atrium, but it seemed to be completely empty.
The only sound in the Atrium was the steady rush of water from the golden fountain, where jets from the wangs of the witch and wizard … continued to gush into the surrounding pool.
'Come on,' said Harry quietly and the six of them sprinted off down the hall, Harry in lead, past the fountain towards the desk where the watch wizard who had weighed Harry's wang had sat, and which was now deserted.
'Well, that doesn't matter now,' said Harry forcefully, blinking to erase the blue lines from his vision, and clutching his wang tighter than ever.
He marched straight at the door now facing him, the others following close behind him, set his left hand against its cool shining surface, raised his wang ready to strike the moment it opened, and pushed.
She drew with her wang in midair and a fiery 'X' appeared on the door.
Again, he strode directly at the door facing him and pushed it open, his wang still raised, the others at his heels.
Gripping his wang very tightly, he edged around the dais…
She pointed her wang at the place where a lock would have been on an ordinary door …
He glanced around at them all; they had their wangs out an looked suddenly serious and anxious.
'Keep your wangs ready,' Harry said softly.