How do you feel, Georgie?" whispered Mrs. Weasley.
George's fingers groped for the side of his head.
"Saintlike," he murmured.
"What's wrong with him?" croaked Fred, looking terrified. "Is his mind affected?"
"Saintlike," repeated George, opening his eyes and looking up at his brother. "You see...I'm HOLEY, Fred, geddit?

Auteur: J.K. Rowling

How do you feel, Georgie?" whispered Mrs. Weasley.<br />George's fingers groped for the side of his head.<br />"Saintlike," he murmured.<br />"What's wrong with him?" croaked Fred, looking terrified. "Is his mind affected?"<br />"Saintlike," repeated George, opening his eyes and looking up at his brother. "You see...I'm HOLEY, Fred, geddit? - J.K. Rowling

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