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Don’t know about you guys, but I spent last weekend with Harry!
Here’s another Potter-Riddle:
One of four
Bloodline pure
History and secrets
I buried them low and deep
Listened
Spoke
Disagreed
Left
If you heard me speak
You may not understand
But the last words your hear
Were my sole command
I left behind
My virtues; my beliefs
And one day
My work will be finished
Who am I?
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Finally, after tonight we’ll know what happens to Harry and his friends in the final installment of the Harry Potter series! So I looked uop a Potter Riddle. Let’s see if you can solve it….
A married leader and a single slave
The toothless elder now gone to his grave
The death for which the younger took the blame
Committed by the one he could not name
They’ve ten between them, ten that do not see
Now name the leader and his enemy.
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A place of solitude
and contemplation
Most made of porcelain
Some made of steel
And a river runs though it
What am I? (more…)
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Remember Canadian writer L.M. Montgomery’s classic Anne of Green Gables? In one of its parts (Rainbow Valley) Susan (Anne’s trusted housekeeper) has this riddle:
I have 9 sons and a sister for each of them:
how many children do I have? (more…)
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This Language Riddle is very old, it’s from the Exeter Book, a collection of Old English poetry. Copied c. 975, the manuscript was given to Exeter Cathedral by Bishop Leofric (died 1072).
I am the lone wood in the warp of battle,
Wounded by iron, broken by blade,
Weary of war. Often I see
Battle-rush, rage, fierce fight flaring–
I hold no hope for help to come
Before I fall finally with warriors
Or feel the flame. The hard hammer-leavings
Strike me; the bright-edged, battle-sharp
Handiwork of smiths bites in battle.
Always I must await the harder encounter
For I could never find in the world any
Of the race of healers who heal hard wounds
With roots and herbs. So I suffer
Sword-slash and death-wound day and night.
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It cannot be seen, cannot be felt
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.
What am I?
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Language Riddle:
What force and strength cannot get through,
I with a gentle touch can do.
And many in the street would stand,
were I not a friend at hand
What am I? (more…)
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On their way to school, two children who had trouble with the days of the week stopped to sort things out. Lisa said: “If the day after tomorrow is yesterday, then “today” is as far from Saturday as the day which was “today” when the day before yesterday was tomorrow!” On what day of the week did this puzzling conversation take place? (more…)
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Be Miss Marple for a day - solve this murder mystery :
Lord Edgeware was found murdered in his library one Sunday morning.
His wife immediately called on her dear freind Miss Jane Marple to help solve the mystery.
Miss Marple questioned everyone in the house and was given these alibis:
The Wife said she was in bed reading a book.
The Cook claimed she cooking breakfast.
The Gardener claimed he was planting seeds.
The Maid claimed she was getting the mail.
The Butler claimed he polishing the silver.Miss Marple didn’t need long to think about this mystery and emediately pointed out the murderer. Who did it and how did she know? (more…)
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my first is a Spanish
shout for approval
my second is a big place
with bright lights
All of me is very lively
None of me is death
What am I? (more…)