Quaff at the Three Broomsticks inn

Usage examples of butterbeer.

Fred and George had bewitched a large cauldron of stew, an iron flagon of Butterbeer and a heavy wooden breadboard, complete with knife, to hurtle through the air towards them.

Ginny was kneeling amid a pile of abandoned Butterbeer corks, watching the conversation with her mouth slightly open.

Hermione looked as though she did not know whether to smile or not and compromised by taking an extra large gulp of Butterbeer and choking on it.

Perhaps it was the fact that she had stuck her wand behind her left ear for safekeeping, or that she had chosen to wear a necklace of Butterbeer corks, or that she was reading a magazine upside-down.

Ron came running towards him, beaming all over his face and slopping Butterbeer down his front from the goblet he was clutching.

Fred pulled the parchment out of George's hands and read it for himself, then looked up at Harry, who felt his hand shaking on his Butterbeer bottle again and clenched it more tightly to stop the trembling.

Ron gave a very shaky laugh and downed the rest of his Butterbeer in one.

He scram­bled through the portrait hole while they were still arguing about how many black-market Butterbeers they would need and was climbing back out of it, the Invisibility Cloak and Sirius's knife secure in his bag, before they noticed he had left them.

Weasley raged at the twins as she slammed a fresh flagon of Butterbeer on to the table, and spilling almost as much again.

Harry asked, wrenching open the rusty top of his Butterbeer and taking a swig.

He scrambled through the portrait hole while they were still arguing about how many black-market Butterbeers they would need and was climbing back out of it, the Invisibility Cloak and Sirius's knife secure in his bag, before they noticed he had left them.

He could have her under the Imperius Curse, I suppose…" Harry watched Fred, George and Lee Jordan juggling empty Butterbeer bottles for a moment.

There were mountains of cakes and flagons of pumpkin juice and butterbeer on every surface.

Heart sinking, he went up to the bar with Ron and Hermione, ordered three butterbeers from Madam Rosmerta, and thought gloomily that he might just as well have stayed behind and listened to the egg wailing after all.

She was clutching a bottle of butterbeer and swaying slightly on her stool, staring into the fire.