The best Quotes by Fred and George Weasley

The best Quotes by Fred and George Weasley

Fred and George Weasley are fictional characters in the Harry Potter book series written by J. K. Rowling.

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"E" for "Exceeds Expectations". And I've always thought Fred and I should've got "E" in everything, because we exceeded expectations just by turning up for the exams.
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If we're not careful, we'll have another Head Boy in the family. I don't think I could stand the shame.
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"Now, you two – this year, you behave yourselves. If I get one more owl telling me you've – you've blown up a toilet or –"
"Blown up a toilet? We've never blown up a toilet."
"Great idea though, thanks, Mum."
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"You haven't got a letter on yours," George observed, "I suppose she thinks you don't forget your name. But we're not stupid - we know we're called Gred and Forge."
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"You're a prefect? Oh Ronnie! That's everyone in the family!"
"What are Fred and I? Next door neighbors?"
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Don't get lulled into a false sense of security, thinking he's out of the country. Maybe he is, maybe he isn't, but the fact remains he can move faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo.
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"You won't tease him, will you?" she added anxiously.
"Wouldn't dream of it," said Fred, who was looking as if his birthday had come early.
"Definitely not," said George, sn*ggering.
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"Percy's been acting very oddly this summer," said George, frowning. "And he has been sending a lot of letters and spending a load of time shut up in his room... I mean, there's only so many times you can polish a prefect badge."
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"You don't want to bottle up your anger like that, Harry, let it all out," said Fred, also beaming. "There might be a couple of people fifty miles away who didn't hear you."
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Time is Galleons, little brother.
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Ask us no questions and we'll tell you no lies.
2
"Don't, Ginny, we'll send you loads of owls."
"We'll send you a Hogwarts toilet seat."
"George!"
"Only joking, Mum."
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"Size is no guarantee of power," said George. "Look at Ginny."
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Give her hell from us, Peeves.
2
Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.
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Make way for the heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through!
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"Anyone can speak Troll," said Fred dismissively, "all you have to do is point and grunt."
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"Mad-Eye Moody?" said George thoughtfully, spreading marmalade on his toast. "Isn't he that nutter -"
"Your father thinks very highly of Mad-Eye Moody," said Mrs. Weasley sternly.
"Yeah, well, Dad collects plugs, doesn't he?" said Fred quietly as Mrs. Weasley left the room.
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Even Fred had said that Ron might yet make him and George proud, and that they were seriously considering admitting he was related to them, something they assured him they had been trying to deny for four years.
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"I can't see any boils," said Ron, staring at the twins.
"No, well, you wouldn't," said Fred darkly, "they're not in a place we generally display to the public."
"But it makes sitting on a broom a right pain in the -"
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"I love hearing Mum shouting at someone else," said Fred, with a satisfied smile on his face as he opened the door an inch or so to allow Mrs Weasley's voice to permeate the room better, "it makes such a nice change."
"The idiots are letting her get into her stride," said George, shaking his head. "You've got to head her off early otherwise she builds up a head of steam and goes on for hours."
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"Harry!" said Fred, elbowing Percy out of the way and bowing deeply. "Simply splendid to see you, old boy-"
"Marvelous," said George, pushing Fred aside and seizing Harry's hand in turn. "Absolutely spiffing."
Percy scowled.
"That's enough, now," said Mrs. Weasley.
"Mum!" said Fred as though he'd only just spotted her and seizing her hand too. "How really corking to see you-"
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George: "So what's the plan, Harry?"
Harry: "There isn't one."
Fred: "Just going to make it up as we go along, are we? My favourite kind."
1
"Would you like us to clean out your ears for you?" inquired George, pulling a long and lethal-looking metal instrument from inside one of the Zonko's bags.
"Or any part of your body, really, we're not fussy where we stick this," said Fred.
1
Well, none of us really fancy it, mate. Imagine if something went wrong, and we ended up a scrawny specky git forever.
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Moody: "For those of you who haven't taken Polyjuice Potion before, fair warning: It tastes like goblin piss."
Fred: "Have a lot of experience with that, do you, Mad-Eye?"
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"Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs," sighed George, patting the heading of the map. "We owe them so much."
"Noble men, working tirelessly to help a new generation of lawbreakers," said Fred solemnly.
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"George," said Fred, "I think we've outgrown full-time education."
"Yeah, I've been feeling that way myself," said George lightly.
1
"Fred, you next," the plump woman said.
"I'm not Fred, I'm George," said the boy. "Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother? Can't you tell I'm George?"
"Sorry, George, dear."
"Only joking, I am Fred," said the boy and off he went.
1
Fred and George turned to each other and said together, "Wow, we're identical!"
"I dunno though, I think I'm still better looking," said Fred, examining his reflection in the kettle.
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"Well, that's that plan scuppered," said George, "Obviously there's no chance at all of us getting a bit of your hair unless you cooperate."
"Yeah, thirteen of us against one bloke who's not allowed to use magic; we've got no chance," said Fred.
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"Where is Wood?" said Harry, suddenly realizing he wasn't there. "Still in the showers," said Fred. "We think he's trying to drown himself."
1
I thought it sounded a bit like Percy singing... maybe you've got to attack him while he's in the shower, Harry.
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"Can't stay long, Mother," he said. "I'm up front, the prefects have got two compartments to themselves."
"Oh, are you a prefect, Percy?" said one of the twins, with an air of great surprise. "You should have said something, we had no idea."
"Hang on, I think I remember him saying something about it," said the other twin. "Once-"
"Or twice-"
"A minute-"
"All summer."
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"I just can't justify taking more time off at the moment. Mr Crouch is really starting to rely on me."
"Yeah, you know what, Percy?" said George seriously. "I reckon he'll know your name soon."
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"What do we want to be Prefects for?" said George, looking revolted at the very idea. "It’d take all the fun out of life."
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"The Ministry's providing a couple of cars," said Mr Weasley. Everyone looked up at him.
"Why?" said Percy curiously.
"It's because of you, Perce," said George seriously. "And there'll be little flags on the bonnets, with HB on them -"
"- for Humungous Bighead," said Fred. Everyone except Percy and Mrs Weasley snorted into their pudding.
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Charlie had to take the test twice. He failed first time, Apparated five miles south of where he meant to, right on top of some poor old dear doing her shopping.
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George: "Remember old Fleur Delacour? She's got a job at Gringotts to eemprove 'er Eeenglish -"
Fred: "And Bill's been giving her a lot of private lessons."
I wish old Bilius Uncle Bilius was still with us, though; he was a right laugh at weddings. Before he went loopy he was the life and soul of the party. He used to down an entire bottle of Firewhisky, then run on to the dance floor, hoist up his robes and start pulling bunches of flowers out of his -
"When I get married," said Fred, tugging at the collar of his own robes, "I won't be bothering with any of this nonsense. You can all wear what you like, and I'll put a full Body-Bind Curse on Mum until it's all over."
"Excellent, I think I see a few Veela cousins," said George, craning his neck for a better look. "They'll need help understanding our English customs, I'll look after them..."
"Not so fast, Lugless," said Fred, and darting past the gaggle of middle-aged witches heading the procession he said, "Here - permettez-moi to assister vous," to a pair of pretty French girls, who giggled and allowed him to escort them inside.
"Yeah, someone might slip dragon dung in it again, eh, Perce?" said Fred.
"That was a sample of fertilizer from Norway!" said Percy, going very red in the face. "It was nothing personal!"
"It was," Fred whispered to Harry as they got up from the table. "We sent it."
She pointed at the brand-new silver badge on Percy's chest. "Second Head Boy in the family!" she said, swelling with pride.
"And last," Fred muttered under his breath.
For instance, this new idea that You-Know-Who can kill with a single glance from his eyes. That's a Basilisk, listeners. One simple test: check whether the thing that's glaring at you has got legs. If it has, it's safe to look into its eyes, although if it really is You-Know-Who, that's still likely to be the last thing you ever do.
"Ginny's got other brothers to set her an example, Mother," said Percy loftily. "I'm going up to change for dinner."
He disappeared and George heaved a sigh.
"We tried to shut him in a pyramid," he told Harry. "But Mum spotted us."
"What is this we hear from Ginny about you and a young lady called - unless our information is faulty - Lavender Brown?"
Ron turned a little pink, but did not look displeased as he turned back to the sprouts.
"Mind your own business."
"What a snappy retort," said Fred. "I really don't know how you think of them. No, what we wanted to know was... how did it happen?"
"What d'you mean?"
"Did she have an accident or something?"
"What?"
"Well, how did she sustain such extensive brain damage?"
"Get to that Snitch before Malfoy or die trying, Harry, because we've got to win today, we've got to."
"So no pressure, Harry," said Fred, winking at him.
"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 hol(e)y, Fred, geddit?"
Ron: "How much is this?"
Fred and George: "Five Galleons."
Ron: "How much for me?"
Fred and George: "Five Galleons."
Ron: "I'm your brother!"
Fred and George: "Ten Galleons."
"Best range of love potions you'll find anywhere."
Ginny raised an eyebrow sceptically. "Do they work?"
"Certainly they work, for up to twenty-four hours at a time depending on the weight of the boy in question -"
"- and the attractiveness of the girl," said George.
Why are you worrying about You-Know-Who? You should be worrying about U-No-Poo - the constipation sensation that's gripping the nation!
Where's the fun without a bit of risk?

Quotes about Fred and George Weasley

Only time I've ever seen Dad as angry as Mum. Fred reckons his left buttock has never been the same since.
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I believe your friends Misters Fred and George Weasley were responsible for trying to send you a toilet seat. No doubt they thought it would amuse you.
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"Kreacher said nothing," said the elf, with a second bow to George, adding in a clear undertone, "and there's its twin, unnatural little beasts they are."
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Nightmare, Muriel ist. She used to come for Christmas every year, then, thank God, she took offence because Fred and George set off a Dungbomb under her chair at dinner.
I must admit that I have always been afraid that you would take what we might call the "Fred and George" route, rather than following in my footsteps.

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Ron: "Who are you and what have you done with Hermione Granger?"
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Umbridge: "You will please copy the approved text four times to ensure maximum retention. There'll be no need to talk."
Hermione: "No need to think's more like it."
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Hermione drew herself to her full height; her eyes were narrowed and her hair seemed to crackle with electricity.
"No," she said, her voice quivering with anger, "but I will write to your mother."
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"Grawp's about sixteen feet tall, enjoys ripping up twenty-foot pine trees, and knows me," she snorted, "as Hermy."
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The mind is not a book, to be opened at will and examined at leisure.
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2
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Ron: "They're freckles!"
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Said Hufflepuff, "I'll teach the lot, and treat them just the same."
1
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And pass along their learning.
1
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"Yeah," said Harry, "but you, unlike me, are a git."
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Vernon: "Listening to the news! Again?"
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Ron: "Hermione's allowed in our dormitory, how come we're not allowed -?"
Hermine: "Well, it's an old-fashioned rule. But it says in Hogwarts: A History, that the founders thought boys were less trustworthy than girls."
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Master Sirius ran away, good riddance, for he was a bad boy and broke my Mistress's heart with his lawless ways.
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There's Phineas Nigellus... my great-great-grandfather, see? ... least popular Headmaster Hogwarts ever had.
You know, Minister, I disagree with Dumbledore on many counts... but you cannot deny he's got style.
"Never try to understand the students. They hate it. They would much rather be tragically misunderstood, wallow in self-pity, stew in their own -"
"That's enough, Phineas," said Dumbledore.
You know, this is precisely why I loathed being a teacher! Young people are so infernally convinced that they are right about everything.
Thank you so much, Professor! I could have got rid of the sparklers myself, of course, but I wasn't sure whether I had the authority.
Quills down, please! That means you too, Stebbins! Please remain seated while I collect your parchment! Accio!
My parents are Muggles, mate. They don't know nothing about no deaths at Hogwarts, because I'm not stupid enough to tell them.
Dolores Umbridge: "You have been exposed to some very irresponsible wizards in this class, very irresponsible indeed - not to mention, extremely dangerous half-breeds."
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Dolores Umbridge: "Hand, Mr Thomas!"
Going somewhere, Potter? You should be in the Gryffindor common room preparing for yet another year of academic underachievement.
It's Longbottom, isn't it? Well, your grandmother is used to losing family members to our cause... your death will not come as a great shock.
One of his jinxes backfired, the toilet exploded and they found him lying unconscious in the wreckage covered from head to foot in -
You don't understand - there are things worth dying for!
Never known kids like you three fer knowin' more'n yeh oughta'. An' I'm not complimentin' yeh, neither. Nosy, some'd call it. Interferin'.
Angelina: "They're two blokes called Crabbe and Goyle, I don't know much about them. They don't look bright enough to tell one end of a broom from the other. But then I was always surprised Derrick and Bole managed to find their way on to the pitch without signposts."
Harry: "Crabbe and Goyle are in the same mould."
Some wounds run too deep for the healing.
Rita looked as though she would have liked nothing better than to seize the paper umbrella sticking out of Hermione's drink and thrust it up her nose.
This is night, Diddykins. That's what we call it when it goes all dark like this.
From now on, I don't care if my tea leaves spell "Die, Ron, Die," I'm chucking them in the bin where they belong.
Yeah, Quirrell was a great teacher. There was just that minor drawback of him having Lord Voldemort sticking out of the back of his head!
"You do care," said Dumbledore. He had not flinched or made a single move to stop Harry demolishing his office. His expression was calm, almost detached. "You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it."
The Gryffindor common room looked as welcoming as ever, a cosy circular tower room full of dilapidated squashy armchairs and rickety old tables. A fire was crackling merrily in the grate and a few people were warming their hands by it before going up to their dormitories.
Harry: "A Regurgitating Toilet?"
Arthur: "Anti-Muggle pranksters. Muggles are pulling the flush and instead of everything disappearing - well, you can imagine. The poor things keep calling in those - those pumbles, I think they're called - you know, the ones who mend pipes and things."
My Head of House said I lacked certain necessary qualities... like the ability to behave myself.
As everyone thinks I'm a mad mass-murderer and the Ministry's put a ten thousand Galleon price on my head, I can hardly stroll up the street and start handing out leaflets, can I?
Draco: "You wait. I'll have you. You can't land my father in prison."
Harry: "I thought I just had."
Yeah? Did he say you look like a pig that's been taught to walk on its hind legs? 'Cause that's not cheek, Dud, that's true.
Today, they suffered three quarters of an hour's droning on the subject of giant wars. Harry heard just enough within the first ten minutes to appreciate dimly that in another teacher's hands this subject might have been mildly interesting.
Professor Binns raised his eyes from his notes, looking amazed, as always, to find the room in front of him full of people.
"I thought," said Phineas Nigellus, stroking his pointed beard, "that to belong in Gryffindor house you were supposed to be brave? It looks to me as though you would have been better off in my own house. We Slytherins are brave, yes, but not stupid. For instance, given the choice, we will always choose to save our own necks."
"You applied first for the Defence Against the Dark Arts post, I believe?" Professor Umbridge asked Snape.
"Yes," said Snape quietly.
"But you were unsuccessful?"
Snape's lip curled. "Obviously."
I have already told you, that I have no further stocks of Veritaserum. Unless you wish to poison Potter - and I assure you I would have the greatest sympathy with you if you did - I cannot help you. The only trouble is that most venoms act too fast to give the victim much time for truth-telling.
"Make no mistake, we'll hear about it," added Lupin pleasantly.
"Yes," said Mr Weasley, "even if you won't let Harry use the fellytone."
Don't put your wand there, boy! What if it ignited? Better wizards than you have lost buttocks, you know!
I expect what you're not aware of would fill several books, Dursley.
Harry: "Professor Moody?"
Moody: "I don't know so much about 'Professor'. Never got round to much teaching, did I?"
"Are you threatening me, sir?" he said, so loudly that passersby actually turned to stare.
"Yes, I am," said Mad-Eye, who seemed rather pleased that Uncle Vernon had grasped this fact so quickly.
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"Well..." said Moody, pushing back his bowler hat to reveal his sinisterly revolving magical eye. Uncle Vernon leapt backward in horror and collided painfully with a luggage trolley. "Yes, I'd have to say you do, Dursley."
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"You can't give a Dementor the old one-two," said Harry through clenched teeth.
You may not like him, Minister, but you can't deny: Dumbledore's got style.
Exploding Snap's got nothing to do with Defence Against the Dark Arts, Professor! That's not information relating to your subject!
Severus Snape: "You - wait..."
Sirius Black: "Wait for what? What're you going to do, Snivelly, wipe your nose on us?"
Lily Evans: "Leave him alone. What's he done to you?"
James Potter: "Well, it's more the fact that he exists, if you know what I mean..."
You think you're funny. But you're just an arrogant, bullying toerag, Potter. Leave him alone.
James Potter: "Apologise to Evans!"
Lily Evans: "I don't want you to make him apologise. You're as bad as he is."
James Potter: "You're lucky Evans was here, Snivellus -"
Severus Snape: "I don't need help from filthy little Mudbloods like her!"
Lily Evans: "Fine. I won't bother in future. And I'd wash your pants if I were you, Snivellus."
Messing up your hair because you think it looks cool to look like you've just got off your broomstick, showing off with that stupid Snitch, walking down corridors and hexing anyone who annoys you just because you can - I'm surprised your broomstick can get off the ground with that fat head on it. You make me sick.
Hagrid: "Bit o' fresh air, yeh know?"
Umbridge: "Yes, as gamekeeper fresh air must be so difficult to come by."
Well, it looks as though Hogwarts will shortly be a Weasley-free zone, doesn't it?
I expect you'd like my autograph, would you?
But of course, Little Miss Perfect wouldn't want that story out there, would she?
How many autographs would you like? I can do joined-up writing now, you know!
Bellatrix: "Neville Longbottom, isn't it? How's mum and dad?"
Neville: "Better, now they're about to be avenged!"
Dispatch an owl to the Daily Prophet if we hurry we should make the morning edition. Dawlish, Shacklebolt! You will escort Dumbledore to Azkaban, to await trial for conspiracy and sedition.
The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives.
Augusta Longbottom: "Haven't you told your friends about your parents, Neville? Well, it's nothing to be ashamed of! You should be proud, Neville, proud! They didn't give their health and their sanity so their only son would be ashamed of them, you know!"
Neville Longbottom: "I'm not ashamed."
Harry witnessed Professor McGonagall walking right past Peeves who was determinedly loosening a crystal chandelier and could have sworn he heard her tell the poltergeist out of the corner of her mouth, "It unscrews the other way."
He has achieved high marks in all Defense Against the Dark Arts tests set by a competent teacher.
"I wonder," said Professor McGonagall in cold fury, turning on Professor Umbridge, "how you expect to gain an idea of my usual teaching methods if you continue to interrupt me? You see, I do not generally permit people to talk when I am talking."
Lucius: "You see, there are ten of us and only one of you... or hasn't Dumbledore ever taught you how to count?"
Neville: "He's dot alone! He's still god be!"
Are you quite sure you wouldn't like a cough drop, Dolores?
It's changing out there. Just like last time. There's a storm coming, Harry. And we all best be ready.
A good first impression can work wonders.
Trains! Underground! Ingenious, these Muggles!
Don't get upset, Molly, but Augustus Pye had an idea.... He's the Trainee Healer, you know, lovely young chap and very interested in... um... complementary medicine.... I mean, some of these old Muggle remedies... well, they're called stitches, Molly, and they work very well on - on Muggle wounds.
"And in our first year," said Neville to the group at large, "he saved that Philological Stone."
According to Madam Pomfrey, thoughts could leave deeper scars than almost anything else.
Shut your mouth! You dare speak his name with your unworthy lips, you dare besmirch it with your half-blood's tongue.
My mother didn't have a heart, Kreacher. She kept herself alive out of pure spite.
Harry: "Five against one, very brave."
Dudley: "Well, you're one to talk. Moaning in your sleep every night. At least, I'm not afraid of my pillow."
Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears. "After all this time?"
"Always", said Snape.
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It is the quality of one's convictions that determines success, not the number of followers.
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But he was home. Hogwarts was the first and best home he had known. He and Voldemort and Snape, the abandoned boys, had all found home here.
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Albus Severus, you were named after two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I ever knew.
2
"You - will - never - touch - our - children - again!" screamed Mrs. Weasley. Bellatrix laughed, the same exhilarated laugh her cousin Sirius had given as he toppled backwards through the veil, and suddenly Harry knew what was going to happen before it did. Molly's curse soared beneath Bellatrix's outstretched arm and hit her squarely in the chest, directly over her heart.
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Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.
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Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
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It is a curious thing, Harry, but perhaps those who are best suited to power are those who have never sought it. Those who, like you, have leadership thrust upon them, and take up the mantle because they must, and find to their own surprise that they wear it well.
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Hermione: "We didn't hear stories like that when we were little, we heard 'Snow White and the Seven Dwarves' and 'Cinderella'..."
Ron: "What's that? An illness?"
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Power was my weakness and my temptation.
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Words are, in my not so humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic, capable of both inflicting injury and remedying it.
12
The dedication of this book is split seven ways: To Neil, to Jessica, to David, to Kenzie, to Di, to Anne, and to you, if you have stuck with Harry until the very end.
12
If you're not in Gryffindor, we'll disinherit you, but no pressure.
10
Every second he breathed, the smell of the grass, the cool air on his face, was so precious: to think that people had years and years, time to waste, so much time it dragged, and he was clinging to each second.
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Actually, I’m highly logical which allows me to look past extraneous detail and perceive clearly that which others overlook.
8
Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living. And above all, all those who live without love.
8
"Are you planning to follow a career in Magical Law, Miss Granger?" asked Scrimgeour.
"No, I’m not," retorted Hermione. "I'm hoping to do some good in the world!"
8
I mean, you could claim that anything's real if the only basis for believing in it is that nobody's proved it doesn't exist!
8
Wands are only as powerful as the wizards who use them. Some wizards just like to boast that theirs are bigger and better than other people's.
5
Hermione: "You think it's all going to be all right if you just say sorry?"
Ron: "Well, what else can I say?"
Hermione: "Oh, I don't know! Rack your brains, Ron, that should only take a couple of seconds."
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"So that's little Scorpius," said Ron under his breath. "Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank God you inherited your mother's brains."
"Ron, for heaven's sake," said Hermione, half-stern, half-amused. "Don't try to turn them against each other before they've even started school!"
"You're right, sorry," said Ron, but unable to help himself he added, "don't get too friendy with him, though, Rosi. Granddad Weasley would never forgive you if you married a pure-blood."
5
Harry: "You're not still mad at him, are you?"
Hermione: "I'm always mad at him."
5
"My word, Severus, that I shall never reveal the best of you?" Dumbledore sighed, looking down into Snape's ferocious, anguished face. "If you insist..."
3
If we die for them, I'll kill you, Harry!
3
And leave Hermione? You mad? We wouldn't last two days without her. Don't tell her I said that.
3
Hermione launched herself forwards and started punching every inch of him that she could reach.
"Ouch - ow - gerroff! What the -? Hermione - OW!"
"You - complete - arse - Ronald - Weasley!"
She punctuated every word with a blow: Ron backed away, shielding his head as Hermione advanced.
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There are no more Horcruxes. It's just you and me. Neither can live while the other survives, and one of us is about to leave for good.
2
Come, daddy. Harry doesn't want to talk to us right now. He's just too polite to say it.
2
"Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?"
Luna: "I think the answer is that a circle has no beginning."
2
I've interrupted a deep thought, haven't I? I can see it growing smaller in your eyes.
2
Snape: "I wish... I wish I were dead..."
Dumbledore: "And what use would that be to anyone?"
2
"Oh, I'm so sorry," hissed Hermione, and as she dragged the waitress out of sight of the windows, Harry heard her mutter a suggestion as to where Ron could stick his wand instead.
2
"They think I'm a waste of space, actually, but I'm used to -"
"I don't think you're a waste of space."
If Harry had not seen Dudley's lips move, he might not have believed it.
1
I've modified my parents' memories so that they're convinced that they're really called Wendell and Monica Wilkins, and that their life's ambition is to move to Australia, which they have now done.
1
Phineas Nigellus: "Headmaster! They are camping in the Forest of Dean! The Mudblood -"
Severus Snape: "Do not use that word!'
1
Snape: "I am not such a coward."
Dumbledore: "No. You are a braver man by far than Igor Karkaroff. You know, I sometimes think we Sort too soon."
1
You didn't just lose a mother that night in Godric's Hollow, you know. I lost a sister.
1
"Why would Harry Potter try to get inside Ravenclaw Tower? Potter belongs in my house!"
Beneath the disbelief and anger, Harry heard a little strain of pride in her voice, and affection for Minerva McGonagall gushed up inside him.
1
"NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU B*TCH!" Mrs. Weasley threw off her cloak as she ran, freeing her arms. Bellatrix spun on the spot, roaring with laughter at the sight of her new challenger. "OUT OF MY WAY!" shouted Mrs. Weasley to the three girls, and with a swipe of her wand she began to duel.
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"We protest! And I'm hunted quite as much as any goblin or elf, Griphook! I'm a Mudblood!"
"Don't call yourself -" Ron muttered.
"Why shouldn't I?" said Hermione. "Mudblood, and proud of it!"
1
"I'll join you when Hell freezes over," said Neville. "Dumbledore's Army!" he shouted, and there was an answering cheer from the crowd, whom Voldemort's Silencing Charms seemed unable to hold.
1
Hermione: "It's impossible to make good food out of nothing! You can summon it if you know where it is, you can transform it, you can increase the quantity if you've already got some -"
Ron: "- well, don't bother increasing this, it's disgusting."
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We're all human, aren't we? Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving.
1
Ron: "What are we doing with all these books, anyway?"
Hermine: "Just trying to decide which ones to take with us when we're looking for the Horcruxes."
Ron: "Oh, of course. I forgot we'll be hunting down Voldemort in a mobile library."
1
I think you're like James, who would have regarded it as the height of dishonour to mistrust his friends.
1
Lily: "Does it make a difference, being Muggle-born?"
Severus: "No. It doesn't make any difference."
1
Harry: "Why are you here? All of you?"
Lily: "We never left."
1
Kill me, then, Voldemort, I welcome death! But my death will not bring you what you seek... there is so much you do not understand...
1
Carrow: "Couple of kids more or less, what's the difference?"
McGonagall: "Only the difference between truth and lies, courage and cowardice. A difference, in short, which you and your sister seem unable to appreciate."
1
Bellatrix: "How dare you defy your masters?"
Dobby: "Dobby has no master! Dobby is a free elf, and Dobby has come to save Harry Potter and his friends!"
1
"And what will you give me in return, Severus?"
"In - in return?" Snape gaped at Dumbledore, and Harry expected him to protest, but after a long moment he said, "Anything."
1
I have spied for you and lied for you, put myself in mortal danger for you. Everything was supposed to be to keep Lily Potter’s son safe. Now you tell me you have been raising him like a pig for slaughter.
1
"Would you like me to do it now?" asked Snape, his voice heavy with irony. "Or would you like a few moments to compose an epitaph?"
1
James lifted an invisible sword. "Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart! Like my dad."
Snape made a small, disparaging noise. James turned on him. "Got a problem with that?"
"No," said Snape, though his slight sneer said otherwise. "If you'd rather be brawny than brainy -"
"Where're you hoping to go, seeing as you're neither?" interjected Sirius.
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"I've already got a house, my godfather left me one. So why would I want this one? All the happy memories?"
There was silence. Harry thought he had rather impressed his uncle with this argument.
1
He will know why I died and I hope he will understand. I was trying to make a world in which he could live a happier life.
1
There's a time and a place for getting a smart mouth.
1
Vot is the point of being an international Quidditch player if all the good-looking girls are taken?
1
Harry stunned the Death Eater as they passed. Malfoy looked around, beaming, for his savior, and Ron punched him from under the cloak. Malfoy fell backward on top of the Death Eater, his mouth bleeding, utterly bemused.
"And that's the second time we've saved your life tonight, you two-faced bastard!" Ron yelled.
1
Bless him, and to think I used to dream of chopping off his head.
Master Regulus was strange, not as he usually was, disturbed in his mind, Kreacher could tell ... and he asked Kreacher to take him to the cave, the cave where Kreacher had gone with the Dark Lord.
Fight! Fight for my master, the defender of the house-elves! Fight the Dark Lord, in the name of brave Regulus!
Kreacher: "Kreacher needed water, he crawled to the island's edge and he drank from the black lake ... and hands, dead hands, came out of the water and dragged Kreacher under the surface..."
Harry: "How did you get away?"
Kreacher: "Master Regulus told Kreacher to come back."
Harry: "I know – but how did you escape the Inferi?"
Kreacher: "Master Regulus told Kreacher to come back."
The diadem of Ravenclaw? A little extra wisdom never goes amiss Potter, but I hardly think it would be much use in this situation.
You'll do no more murder at Hogwarts!
You realize, of course, that nothing we do will be able to keep out You-Know-Who indefinitely?
Dirk Cresswell: "Muggle-born, eh?"
Dean Thomas: "Not sure. My dad left my mum when I was a kid. I've got no proof he was a wizard, though."
I know Harry Potter. And I reckon he's the real thing - the Chosen One, or whatever you want to call it.
We're fighting, aren't we? The message said Harry was back, and we were going to fight! I'll have to get a wand, though...
My brother sacrificed many things, Mr. Potter, on his journey to find power, including Ariana, and she was devoted to him. He gave her everything... but time.
Harry: "You're the one who sent Dobby!"
Aberforth: "Where have you left him?"
Harry: "He's dead."
Aberforth: "Sorry to hear it. I liked that elf."
"That old berk," muttered Aberforth, taking another swig of mead. "Thought the sun shone out of my brother's every orifice, he did."
The Order's finished. You-Know-Who's won. Anyone who says otherwise is killing themselves.
Ron: "The silver doe. Was that you too? Someone sent a doe Patronus to us!"
Aberforth: "Brains like that, you could be a Death Eater, son. Haven't I just proven my Patronus is a goat?"
I could get her to eat when she wouldn't do it for my mother, I could calm her down, when she was in one of her rages, and when she was quiet, she used to help me feed the goats.
It's not a job my brother's given you. It's a suicide mission. Do yourself a favor, boy, and go home. Live a little longer.
Harry: "It's... he left me a job."
Aberforth: "Did he now? Nice job, I hope? Pleasant? Easy? Sort of thing you'd expect an unqualified wizard kid to be able to do without over-stretching themselves?"
What makes you think you can trust him? What makes you think you can believe anything my brother told you? In all the time you knew him, did he ever mention my name? Did he ever mention hers?
Harry: "Why should he...-"
Aberforth: "Keep secrets? You tell me."
Harry: "I trusted him."
Aberforth: "That's a boy's answer. A boy who goes chasing horcruxes on the word of a man who wouldn't even tell you where to start. You're lying!"
"All the same, we should get to bed," whispered Hermione. "It wouldn't do to oversleep tomorrow."
"No," agreed Ron. "A brutal triple murder by the bridegroom's mother might put a bit of a damper on the wedding."
You are the true master of death, because the true master does not seek to run away from Death. He accepts that he must die, and understands that there are far, far worse things in the living world than dying.
I won't blast people out of my way just because they're there. That's Voldemort's job.
This isn't your average book, it's pure gold: Twelve Fail-Safe Ways to Charm Witches. Explains everything you need to know about girls. if only I'd had this last year I'd have known exactly how to get rid of Lavender and I would've known how to get going with... Well Fred and George gave me a copy, and I've learned a lot. You'd be surprised, it's not all about wandwork, either.
"The fire's lit, but the cauldron's empty," as Ivor Dillonsby put it to me, or, in Enid Smeek's slightly earlier phrase, "She's nutty as squirrel poo."
"Our Headmaster is taking a short break," said Professor McGonagall, pointing at the Snape-shaped hole in the window.
Luna had decorated her bedroom ceiling with five beautifully painted faces: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville. They were not moving as the portraits at Hogwarts moved, but there was a certain magic about them all the same: Harry thought they breathed. What appeared to be fine golden chains wove around the pictures, linking them together, but after examining them for a minute or so, Harry realized that the chains were actually one word, repeated a thousand times in golden ink: friends... friends... friends...
"Look... at... me..." he whispered. The green eyes found the black, but after a second, something in the depths of the dark pair seemed to vanish, leaving them fixed, blank, and empty. The hand holding Harry thudded to the floor, and Snape moved no more.
The idea of a teenage Dumbledore was simply odd, like trying to imagine a stupid Hermione or a friendly Blast-Ended Skrewt.
Apparently wizards poke their noses in everywhere!
I'm going to keep going until I succeed - or die. Don't think I don't know how this might end. I've known it for years.
Severus Snape wasn't yours. Snape was Dumbledores, Dumbledores from the moment you started hunting down my mother.
Harry: "There's already a good chance Umbridge has chucked it away; the thing doesn't open."
Ron: "Unless she's found a way of opening it and she's now possessed."
Harry: "Wouldn't make any difference to her, she was so evil in the first place."
Scrimgeour: "It's time you learned some respect!"
Harry: "It's time you earned it."
You may wear that scar like a crown, Potter, but it is not up to a seventeen-year-old boy to tell me how to do my job!
Scrimgeour: "I notice that your birthday cake is in the shape of a Snitch. Why is that?"
Hermione: "Oh, it can't be a reference to the fact Harry's a great Seeker, that's way too obvious. There must be a secret message from Dumbledore hidden in the icing!"
Hermione launched herself forwards and started punching every inch of him that she could reach. "You - complete - arse - Ronald - Weasley!" She punctuated every word with a blow: Ron backed away, shielding his head as Hermione advanced.
Ginny: "I think Mum thinks that if she can stop the three of you getting together and planning, she'll be able to delay you leaving."
Harry: "And then what does she think's going to happen? Someone else might kill off Voldemort while she's holding us here making vol-au-vents?"
There was a clatter as the basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermione's arms. Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet.
"Is this the moment?" Harry asked weakly, and when nothing happened except that Ron and Hermione gripped each other still more firmly and swayed on the spot, he raised his voice. "Oi! There's a war going on here!"
Snape: "Mediocre, arrogant as his father, a determined rule-breaker, delighted to find himself famous, attention-seeking and impertinent -"
Dumbledore: "You see what you expect to see, Severus. Other teachers report that the boy is modest, likeable and reasonably talented. Personally, I find him an engaging child."
Harry: "Dumbledore would have given me the sword? Maybe he thought it would look nice on my wall."
Scrimgeour: "This is not a joke, Potter! Did he give you that sword, Potter, because he believed, as do many, that you are the one destined to destroy He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?"
Harry: "Interesting theory. Has anyone ever tried sticking a sword in Voldemort? Maybe the Ministry should put some people onto that."
"Hello, Minister!" bellowed Percy, sending a neat jinx straight at Thicknesse, who dropped his wand and clawed at the front of his robes, apparently in awful discomfort. "Did I mention I'm resigning?"
Thank you so much, Dobby, for rescuing me from that cellar. It's so unfair that you had to die, when you were so good and so brave. I'll always remember what you did for us. I hope you're happy now.
Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple.
Luna: "I'd want some peace and quiet, if it were me."
Harry: "I'd love some."
Luna: "I'll distract them all. Use your cloak. Oooh, look, a Blibbering Humdinger!"
Harry: "You don't learn from your mistakes, Riddle, do you?"
Voldemort: "You dare -"
Harry: "Yes I dare. I know things you don't know, Tom Riddle. I know lots of important things that you don't. Want to hear some, before you make another big mistake?"
Snape: "And why may I not have the same information?"
Dumbledore: "I prefer not to put all of my secrets in one basket, particularly not a basket that spends so much time dangling on the arm of Lord Voldemort."
Death is coming for me as surely as the Chudley Cannons will finish bottom of this year's league.
You call everyone of my birth Mudblood, Severus. Why should I be any different?
"You're a witch," whispered Snape. She looked affronted.
"That's not a very nice thing to say to somebody!"
I have been careless, and so have been thwarted by luck and chance, those wreckers of all but the best-laid plans.
"Penelope and I have got a bet on," he told the team. "Ten Galleons on the outcome of the match!"
Penelope put the Firebolt down again, thanked Harry and went back to her table.
"Harry - make sure you win," said Percy, in an urgent whisper. "I haven't got ten Galleons."
"I was a fool!" Percy roared, so loudly that Lupin nearly dropped his photograph. "I was an idiot, I was a pompous prat, I was a - a -"
"Ministry-loving, family-disowning, power-hungry moron," said Fred.
Percy swallowed. "Yes I was!"
Percy: "That's Professor Snape, head of Slytherin House."
Harry: "What's he teach?"
Percy: "Potions. But everyone knows it's the Dark Arts he fancies. He's been after Quirrell's job for years."
It's never too early to think about the future, so I'd recommend Divination.
"Follow the spiders"... Why spiders? Why couldn't it be "follow the butterflies"?
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You're a little scary sometimes, you know that? Brilliant... but scary.
20
"Ron!", she said furiously. "Don't you ever let me see you throwing knives again!"
"I won't," said Ron, "let you see," he added under his breath, as he turned back to the sprout mountain.
16
She needs to sort out her priorities!
10
Neville will play Quidditch for England before Hagrid lets Dumbledore down.
3
Don't let the Muggles get you down!
2
McGonagall: "Why is it, when something bad happens, it's always you three?"
Ron: "Believe me, professor, I've been asking myself the exact same thing for the past six years."
2
Hermione: "I don't think anyone should ride that broom just yet!"
Ron: "What d'you think Harry's going to do with it - sweep the floor?"
2
"How do you spell 'belligerent'?" said Ron, shaking his quill very hard while staring at his parchment. "It can't be B-U-M-"
"No, it isn't," said Hermione, pulling Ron's essay toward her. "And 'augury' doesn't begin O-R-G either. What kind of quill are you using?"
"It's one of Fred and George's Spell-Check ones, but I think the charm must be wearing off."
2
Percy: "We're trying to standardise cauldron thickness. Some of these foreign imports are just a shade too thin - leakages have been increasing at a rate of almost three per cent a year -"
Ron: "That'll change the world, that report will."
2
So you’re telling me that the whole of history rests on... Neville Longbottom? This is pretty wild.
2
Hermione: "Everyone knows. Well, everyone who has read 'Hogwarts: A History'."
Ron: "Just you, then."
1
"Er - how are the flobberworms?"
"Dead," said Hagrid gloomily. "Too much lettuce."
"Oh no!" said Ron, his lip twitching.
1
"What would it have been for you?" said Ron sn*ggering. "A piece of homework that got nine out of ten?"
1
"A study of Hogwarts' Prefects and their later careers," Ron read aloud off the back cover. "That sounds fascinating."
1
"And what if I wave my wand and nothing happens?"
"Throw it away and punch him on the nose," Ron suggested.
1
"Excuse me, I don't like people just because they're handsome!" said Hermione indignantly.
Ron gave a loud false cough, which sounded oddly like "Lockhart!"
1
Percy wouldn't recognize a joke if it danced naked in front of him wearing Dobby's tea cozy.
1
I like a nice chat before I go to bed. Now all you do is ready that bloody book. It's just like being with Hermione.
1
The Sorting Hat urged us all to be brave and strong in these troubled times. Easy for it to say, huh? It's a hat, isn't it?
1
Hermione: "There's been a lot of talk recently that Dumbledore got a bit old."
Harry: "Rubbish! Well, he's only... what is he?"
Ron: "150? Give or take a few years."
1
Lockhart'll sign anything if it stands still long enough.
1
Harry: "You're going to have 'trials and suffering' - sorry about that - but there's a thing that could be the sun... hang on... that means 'great happiness'... so you're going to suffer but be very happy."
Ron: "You need your Inner Eye tested, if you ask me."
1
"Aaaaah," said Ron, imitating Professor Trelawney's mystical whisper, "when two Neptunes appear in the sky, it is a sure sign that a midget in glasses is being born, Harry."
1
"Have either of you seen my copy of Numerology and Gramatica?"
"Oh, yeah, I borrowed it for a bit of bedtime reading," said Ron, but very quietly.
1
Harry: "I wouldn't mind knowing how Riddle got an award for special services to Hogwarts either."
Ron: "Could've been anything. Maybe he got thirty O.W.L.s or saved a teacher from the giant squid. Maybe he murdered Myrtle; that would've done everyone a favor."
1
"Would anyone like me to help interpret the shadowy realms within their orb?"
"I don't need help," Ron whispered. "It’s obvious what this means. There’s going to be loads of fog tonight."
1
Hagrid howled still more loudly. Harry and Hemione looked at Ron to help them.
"Er - shall I make a cup of tea? It's what my mum does whenever someone's upset."
1
"Because I want to fix that in my memory for ever," said Ron, his eyes closed and an uplifted expression on his face. "Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret."
1
"Wild!" Ron said, twiddling the replay knob on the side. "I can make that old bloke down there pick his nose again... and again... and again..."
"Don't play," said Hermione at once.
"Say you're ill," said Ron.
"Pretend to break your leg," Hermione suggested.
"Really break your leg," said Ron.
Myrtle: "We had lots in common... I'm sure he felt it..."
Ron: "When you say you had lots in common, d'you mean he lives in an S-bend too?"
"Yeah, we'll call you," muttered Ron as the knight disappeared, "If we ever need someone mental."
"Er - is this the new stand on elf rights?" said Ron. "You're going to make yourself puke instead?"
"No," said Hermione, with as much dignity as she could muster with her mouth bulging with sprouts.
"You're eating again, I notice," said Ron, watching Hermione add liberal amounts of jam to her buttered toast.
"I've decided there are better ways of making a stand about elf rights," said Hermione haughtily.
"Yeah... and you were hungry," said Ron, grinning.
Harry: "If I dropped dead every time that old bat said I would, I'd be a medical miracle."
Ron: "You'd be some sort of extra-concentrated ghost."
D'you think we've got nothing better to do in Potions than listen to Snape?
Neville laughed gleefully. "What did you do with the dragon?"
"Released it into the wild," said Ron. "Hermione was all for keeping it as a pet."
Harry: "Percy's enjoying work, then?"
Ron: "Enjoying it? I don't reckon he'd come home if Dad didn't make him. He's obsessed. Just don't get him onto the subject of his boss. 'According to Mr Crouch'... 'as I was saying to Mr Crouch'... 'Mr Crouch is of the opinion'... 'Mr Crouch was telling'... they'll be announcing their engagement any day now."
"Death's got an Invisibility Cloak?" Harry interrupted again.
"So he can sneak up on people," said Ron. "Sometimes he gets bored of running at them, flapping his arms and shrieking."
Hermione: "We need to offer him something else, something just as valuable."
Ron: "Brilliant. I'll go and get one of our other ancient goblin-made swords and you can gift-wrap it."
Nearly Headless Nick: "I would rather die than betray his trust."
"That's not saying much, seeing as you're already dead," Ron observed.
"I didn't think ghosts provided food fit for living people at their parties."
"We weren't hungry," said Ron loudly as his stomach gave a huge rumble.
"Why are they all staring?" demanded Albus as he and Rose craned around to look at the other students.
"Don't let it worry you," said Ron. "It's me. I'm extremely famous."
Delphi: "Then kill me."
Harry: "I can't do that either."
Albus: "What? Dad? She's dangerous."
Harry: "No, Albus."
Albus: "But she's a murderer- I've seen her murder-"
Harry: "Yes, Albus, she's a murdurer, and we're not."
Hermione: "We have to be better than them."
Ron: "Yeah, it's annoying but it's what we learnt."
Well, if they end up having children, they'll be setting a world record, any baby of theirs would weigh about a ton.
"It is Uranus, my dear," said Professor Trelawney, peering down at the chart.
"Can I have a look at Uranus too, Lavender?" said Ron.
"Harry, we saw Uranus up close!" said Ron, still giggling feebly. "Get it, Harry? We saw Uranus."
Of all the trees we could've hit, we had to get one that hits back.
Oh I can't wait to see McGonagall inspected. Umbridge won't know what's hit her.
One of those superstitions, isn't it?
"May-born witches will marry Muggles."
"Jinx by twilight, undone by midnight."
"Wand of elder, never prosper."
You must've heard them. My mum's full of them.
If you want to see the true measure of a man, watch how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.
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We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided.
42
Soon we must all face the choice between what is right and what is easy.
24
Understanding is the first step to acceptance, and only with acceptance can there be recovery.
23
Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.
22
Curiosity is not a sin. But we should exercise caution with our curiosity.
18
A true leader does what is right, no matter what others think.
17
You place too much importance... on the so-called purity of blood! You fail to recognize that it matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be!
16
Differences of habit and language are nothing at all if our aims are identical and our hearts are open.
11
It is my belief that the truth is generally preferable to lies.
9
You have shown bravery beyond anything I could have expected of you tonight, Harry. You have shown bravery equal to those who died fighting Voldemort at the height of his powers. You have shouldered a grown wizard's burden and found yourself equal to it.
8
For a fleeting instant, Harry thought he saw a gleam of something like triumph in Dumbledore's eyes.
7
Just because it's taken you three years to notice, Ron, doesn't mean no one else has spotted I'm a girl!
4
"Not spew," said Hermione impatiently. "It's S-P-E-W. Stands for Society for the promotion of Elfish Welfare."
"Never heard of it," said Ron.
"Well, of course you haven't," said Hermione briskly, "I've only just started it."
"Yeah?" said Ron in mild surprise. "How many members have you got?"
"Well - if you two join - three," said Hermione.
3
What's got your wand in a knot?
3
Times like that bring out the best in some people and the worst in others.
2
Really, Hagrid, if you are holding out for universal popularity, I'm afraid you will be in this cabin for a very long time.
2
My own brother, Aberforth, was prosecuted for practicing inappropriate charms on a goat. It was all over the papers, but did Aberforth hide? No, he did not! He held his head high and went about his business as usual! Of course, I’m not entirely sure he can read, so that may not have been bravery.
2
Dark times lie ahead of us and there will be a time when we must choose between what is easy and what is right.
2
Never be ashamed, there's some who'll hold it against you, but they're not worth botherin' with.
1
You take it. You should win. That's twice you've saved my neck in here.
1
Hey, listen, about the badges. I've asked them not to wear them.
1
Come out, Harry... come out and play, then it will be quick. It might even be painless, I would not know, I have never died.
1
"They run off eckeltricity, do they?" he said knowledgeably. "Ah yes, I can see the plugs. I collect plugs."
1
By Gryffindor, the bravest were prized far beyond the rest;
For Ravenclaw, the cleverest would always be the best;
For Hufflepuff, hard workers were most worthy of admission;
And power-hungry Slytherin loved those of great ambition.
1
But Ron was staring at Hermione as though suddenly seeing her in a whole new light.
"Hermione, Neville's right - you are a girl..."
"Oh well spotted," she said acidly.
1
Ron: "Blimey, Harry. You've slayed dragons. If you can't get a date, who can?"
Harry: "I think I'd take the dragon right now."
1
A thousand years or more ago,
When I was newly sewn,
There lived four wizards of renown,
Whose name are still well-known:

Bold Gryffindor from wild moor,
Fair Ravlenclaw from glen,
Sweet Hufflepuff from valley broad,
Shrewd Slytherin from fen.

They share a wish, a hope, a dream,
They hatched a daring plan,
To educate young sorcerers,
Thus Hogwarts school began.
1
Neville's aim was so poor that he kept accidentally sending much heavier things flying across the room - Professor Flitwick, for instance.
"Do us a favor, Perce," said Bill, yawning, "and shut up."
I would never dream of assuming I know all Hogwarts' secrets.
I tell you now - take the steps I have suggested, and you will be remembered, in office or out, as one of the bravest and greatest Ministers for Magic we have ever known. Fail to act - and history will remember you as the man who stepped aside, and allowed Voldemort a second chance to destroy the world we have tried to rebuild!
"Muggle women wear them, Archie, not the men, they wear these," said the Ministry wizard, and he brandished the pinstriped trousers.
"I'm not putting them on," said old Archie in indignation. "I like a healthy breeze 'round my privates, thanks."
"I wonder if you could give me a quick word? How you felt facing that dragon? How do you feel now about the fairness of the scoring?"
"Yeah, you can have a word," said Harry savagely. "Goodbye!"
Skeeter: "I hope you saw my piece over the summer about the International Confederation of Wizards' Conference?"
Dumbledore: "Enchantingly nasty. I particularly enjoyed your description of me as an obsolete dingbat."
Skeeter: "The Prophet does a zoological column every Wednesday, as I'm sure you know. We could feature these - er - Bang-Ended Scoots."
Hagrid: "Blast-Ended Skrewts."
Mum, no one at the bank gives a damn about how I dress as long as I bring home plenty of treasure.
Bill was - there was no other word for it - cool. He was tall, with long hair that he had tied back in a ponytail. He was wearing an earring with what looked like a fang dangling from it. Bill's clothes would not have looked out of place at a rock concert, except that Harry recognized his boots to be made, not of leather, but of dragon hide.
He began to splutter, still goggling at Dumbledore. "You-Know-Who... returned? Preposterous."
Wormtail, I need someone with brains, someone whose loyalty has never wavered, and you unfortunately fulfil neither requirement.
Harry thought it was a bit rich of Uncle Vernon to call anyone "dumpy", when his own son had finally achieved what he'd been threatening to do since the age of three, and become wider than he was tall.
"I am not joking, Mr Weasley," he said, "though, now you mention it, I did head an excellent one over the summer about a troll, a hag and a leprechaun who all go into a bar -"
Professor McGonagall cleared her throat loudly.
"Er - but maybe this is not the time..."
It is a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up.
Time will not slow down when something unpleasant lies ahead.
"I know things about Ludo Bagman that would make your hair curl… not that it needs it -" she added, eyeing Hermione's bushy hair.
Attractive blonde Rita Skeeter, forty-three, whose savage quill has punctured many inflated reputations.
Miss Granger has developed a taste for famous wizards which Potter alone cannot satisfy.
Miss Granger remains the only person in this class who has managed to turn a hedgehog into a satisfactory pincushion. I might remind you that your pincushion, Thomas, still curls up in fright if anyone approaches it with a pin!
You know your mother, Malfoy? That expression she's got, like she's got dung under her nose? Has she always looked like that, or was it just because you were with her?
Draco: "Father and I are in the minister's box. By personal invitation of Cornelius Fudge himself."
Lucius: "Don't boast, Draco. There's no need with these people."
And then I ask myself, but how could they have believed I would not rise again? They, who knew the steps I took, long ago, to guard myself against mortal death? They, who had seen proofs of the immensity of my power in the times when I was mightier than any wizard living?
He got caught by Apollyon Pringle - he was the caretaker in those days - your father's still got the marks.
First think of the person who lives in disguise,
Who deals in secrets and tells naught but lies.
Next, tell me what's always the last thing to mend,
The middle of middle and end of the end?
And finally give me the sound often heard
During the search for a hard-to-find word.
Now string them together, and answer me this,
Which creature would you be unwilling to kiss?
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - The Riddle of the Sphinx
Keep back there, Hagrid! They can shoot fire at a range of twenty feet, you know! I've seen this Horntail do forty!
This is a Hungarian Horntail. There's a Com­mon Welsh Green over there, the smaller one - a Swedish Short-Snout, that blue-gray - and a Chinese Fireball, that's the red. I don't envy the one who gets the Horntail. Vicious thing. Its back end's as dan­gerous as its front.
He's retired, used to work at the Ministry. I met him once when Dad took me into work with him. He was an Auror - one of the best… a Dark wizard catcher. Half the cells in Azkaban are full because of him.
Krum's one decent player, Ireland has got seven. I wish England had got through. That was embarrassing, that was.
Ollivander: "Nine and a half inches... inflexible... rosewood... and containing... dear me..."
Fleur: "An 'air from ze 'ead of a veela. One of my grandmuzzer's."
It is too 'eavy, all zis 'Ogwarts food. I will not fit into my dress robes!
Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.
43
When dreaming we enter a world, that's entirely our own.
55
A child's voice, however honest and true, is meaningless to those who've forgotten how to listen.
39
I don’t go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me.
30
You think the dead we loved ever truly leave us? You think we don’t recall them more clearly than ever in times of great trouble? Your father is alive in you, Harry, and shows himself plainly when you have need of him.
28
This may bring her number of actual predictions to two... I should give her a raise.
16
You can exist without your soul, you know, as long as your brain and heart are still working. But you’ll have no sense of self anymore, no memory, no... anything. There's no chance at all of recovery. You'll just exist. As an empty shell.
14
The ones that love us never really leave us. And you can always find them in here.
3
"I'll fix it up with Mum and Dad, then I'll call you. I know how to use a fellytone now."
"A telephone, Ron," said Hermione. "Honestly, you should take Muggle Studies next year."
3
Honestly, am I the only person who's ever bothered to read "Hogwarts, A History"?
3
I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for.
2
Then you should have died! Died, rather than betray your friends, as we would have done for you.
2
You are truly your father’s son, Harry.
2
"I frequently act as though I am not possessed of the Inner Eye, so as not to make others nervous."
"That explains a great deal," said Professor McGonagall tartly.
1
Harry and Ron both made furious moves towards Malfoy, but Hermione got there first - SMACK!
She had slapped Malfoy around the face with all the strength she could muster. Malfoy staggered. Harry, Ron, Crabbe and Goyle stood flabbergasted as Hermione raised her hand again.
"Don't you dare call Hagrid pathetic, you foul - you evil -"
1
You look in excellent health to me, Potter, so you will excuse me if I don't let you off homework today. I assure you that if you die, you need not hand it in.
1
Remus Lupin: "Severus, don't be a fool!"
Sirius Black: "He can't help it Remus, it's bound to be a habit by now."
1
Brilliant, Snape. Once again you put your keen and penetrating mind to the task and, as usual, come to the wrong conclusion.
1
Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor.
1
Normally, I have a very sweet disposition as a dog. In fact more than once, James suggested that I make the change permanent. The tail I could live with. But the fleas. they're murder.
1
Draco: "Got plenty of special features, hasn't it? Shame it doesn't come with a parachute - in case you get too near a Dementor."
Harry: "Pity you can't attach an extra arm to yours, Malfoy. Then it could catch the Snitch for you."
1
Just so you know, Harry. I think you would have given your father a run for his money. And that is saying something.
1
I just didn't think my dad would have wanted his best friends to become killers. Besides, dead, the truth dies with him. Alive, you're free.
1
Mysterious thing, time. Powerful, and when meddled with, dangerous.
1
If being good at Divination means I have to pretend to see death omens in a lump of tea leaves, I'm not sure I'll be studying it much longer!
1
How extraordinary like your father you are, Potter. He, too, was exceedingly arrogant. A small amount of talent on the Quidditch pitch made him think he was a cut above the rest of us, too. Strutting around the place with his friends and admirers... the resemblance between you is uncanny.
1
It's beautiful, isn't it? I'll never forget the first time I walked through those doors.
1
Harry, James wouldn't have wanted me killed! Your dad... your dad would have spared me! He would shown me mercy!
As long as the Secret-Keeper refused to speak, You-Know-Who could search the village where Lily and James were staying for years and never find them, not even if he had his nose pressed against their sitting room window!
He's the best Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher we've ever had.
"Harry, this is no time to be a gentleman!" Wood roared as Harry swerved to avoid collision. "Knock her off her broom if you have to!"
Professor Kettleburn, our Care of Magical Creatures teacher, retired at the end of last year in order to enjoy more time with his remaining limbs.
Gryffindor in possession again, as Johnson takes the Quaffle - Flint alongside her - poke him in the eye, Angelina - it was a joke, professor, it was a joke.
If you made a better rat than a human, it's not much to boast about, Peter.
Ron: "I dreamed I was buying new shoes last night. What d'ya think that's gonna mean?"
Harry: "Probably that you're going to be eaten by a giant marshmallow or something."
He was my mum and dad's best friend. He's a convicted murderer, but he's broken out of wizard prison and he's on the run. He likes to keep in touch with me, though... keep up with my news... check if I'm happy.
Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business.
Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git.
Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor.
Mr. Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slimeball.
Messrs Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs - Purveyors of Aids to Magical Mischief-Makers - are proud to present - THE MARAUDER'S MAP.
Ah, well, people can be stupid abou' their pets.
Prongs rode again last night... You know, Harry, in a way, you did see your father last night... You found him inside yourself.
But we also know we've got the best - ruddy - team - in - the - school.
Bad news, Harry. I've just been to see Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt. She - er - got a bit shirty with me. Told me I'd got my priorities wrong. Seemed to think I cared more about winning the Cup than I do about you staying alive. Just because I told her I didn't care if it threw you off, as long as you caught the Snitch on it first. Honestly, the way she was yelling at me... you'd think I'd said something terrible.
This is our last chance - my last chance - to win the Quidditch Cup. I'll be leaving at the end of this year. I'll never get another shot at it.
Lee Jordan: "Thirty-zero! Take that, you dirty, cheating -"
Minerva McGonagall: "Jordan, if you can't commentate in an unbiased way -!"
Lee Jordan: "I'm telling it like it is, Professor!"
Ha haaa! Too bad, boys! You'll need to get up earlier than that to beat a Firebolt!
No Dementor will cross the threshold of this castle while I am Headmaster.
Harry Potter: "What if I accidentally let something slip?"
Uncle Vernon: "You'll get the stuffing knocked out of you, won't you?"
"You cheating scum!" Lee Jordan was howling into the megaphone, dancing out of Professor McGonagall's reach. "you filthy, cheating b-"
Lee Jordan: "Look at that Firebolt go! Potter's really putting it through its paces now. See it turn - Chang's Comet is just no match for it. The Firebolt's precision-balance is really noticeable in these long -"
Minerva McGonagall: "Jordan! Are you being paid to advertise Firebolts? Get on with the commentary!"
"And here are the Gryffindors!" yelled Lee Jordan, who was acting as a commentator as usual. "Potter, Bell, Johnson, Spinnet, Weasley, Weasley and Wood. Widely aknowledged as the best side Hogwarts has seen in a good few years.
And here come the Slytherin team, led by captain Flint. He's made some changes in the line-up and seems to be going for size rather than skill.
Tell me boy, does anything penetrate that thick skull of yours?
Why, dear boy, we don't send wizards to Azkaban just for blowing up their aunts.
Fudge: "Black was vicious. He didn't kill Pettigrew, he destroyed him. A finger. That's all that was left, a finger. Nothing else."
McGonagall: "Sirius Black may not have put his hands to the Potters, but he's the reason they're dead."
Fudge: "And now he wants to finish what he started."
Trelawney: "I dare not, Headmaster! If I join the table, we shall be thirteen! Nothing could be more unlucky! Never forget that when thirteen dine together, the first to rise will be the first to die!"
McGonagall: "We'll risk it, Sybill. Do sit down, the turkey's getting stone cold."
I am sorry to say that from the moment you have arrived in this class, my dear, it has been apparent that you do not have what the noble art of Divination requires. Indeed, I don’t remember ever meeting a student whose mind was so hopelessly Mundane.
It will happen tonight. The Dark Lord lies alone and friendless, abandoned by his followers. His servant has been chained these twelve years. Tonight, before midnight... the servant will break free and set out to rejoin his master. The Dark Lord will rise again with his servant's aid, greater and more terrible than ever he was.
Nasty temper he's got, that Sirius Black.
"By the way, my dear," she shot suddenly at Parvati Patil, "beware a red-haired man." Parvati gave a startled look at Ron, who was right behind her and edged her chair away from him.
It does not do to dwell on dreams, Harry, and forget to live.
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There is no good and evil, there is only power and those too weak to seek it.
37
After all, to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.
34
The truth is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution.
32
It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends.
30
As much money and life as you could want! The two things most human beings would choose above all - the trouble is, humans do have a knack of choosing precisely those things that are worst for them.
20
One can never have enough socks. Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn't get a single pair. People will insist on giving me books.
14
But from that moment on, Hermione Granger became their friend. Because there are some things you can’t go through in life and become friends.
12
"Me?", said Hermione, "Books and cleverness. There are more important things: friendship and bravery."
11
"Ah, music"' he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here!"
11
Now, if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed - or worse, expelled.
5
Hermione: "Feels strange to be going home, doesn't it?"
Harry: "I'm not going home. Not really."
2
Mr and Mrs Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.
2
Dumbledore: "Voldemort had powers I will never have."
McGonagall: "Only because you're too - well - noble to use them."
Dumbledore: "It's lucky it's dark. I haven't blushed so much since Madame Pomfrey told me she liked my new earmuffs."
2
Funny way to get to a wizards' school, the train. Magic carpets all got punctures, have they?
1
"So light a fire!" Harry choked.
"Yes... of course... but there's no wood!"
"Have you gone mad!" Ron bellowed. "Are you a witch or not!"
1
"I am not paying for some crackpot old fool to teach him magic tricks!!" yelled Uncle Vernon. Hagrid seized his pink umbrella and whirled it over his head "Never-" he thundered "-insult-Albus-Dumbledore-in-front-of-me!"
1
"Hurry up, boy!" shouted Uncle Vernon from the kitchen. "What are you doing, checking for letter-bombs?" He chuckled at his own joke.
1
Gringotts is the safest place in the world for something you want to hide - except perhaps Hogwarts.
1
"Blimey," said the other twin. "Are you -?"
"He is," said the first twin. "Aren’t you?" he added to Harry. "What?" said Harry. "Harry Potter," chorused the twins. "Oh, him," said Harry. "I mean, yes, I am."
1
Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
1
You could be great, you know, it's all here in your head, and Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness.
1
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts
Teach us something please
Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees
Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff
For now they're bare and full of air
Dead flies and bits of fluff
So teach us something worth knowing
Bring us back what we've forgot
Just do your best, we'll do the rest
And learn until our brains all rot
1
You might belong in Gryffindor
Where dwell the brave at heart
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart
1
You might belong in Hufflepuff
Where they are just and loyal
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil
1
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw
if you've a ready mind
Where those of wit and learning
Will always find their kind
1
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends
1
Saying the magic words properly is very important, too - never forget Wizard Baruffio, who said "s" instead of "f" and found himself on the floor with a buffalo on his chest.
Professor Flitwick took the register, and when he reached Harry's name he gave an excited squeak and toppled out of sight.
Don't forget the nice wrist movement we've been practicing, the Swish and Flick!
Dean: "SEND HIM OFF REF, RED CARD!!!"
Ron: "What are you talking about, Dean?"
Dean: "In football, you get shown the red card and you're out of the game!"
There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them.
Dudley, meanwhile, was counting his presents. His face fell. "Thirty-six," he said, looking up at his mother and father. "That's two less than last year."
Vernon: "He'll not be going!"
Hagrid: "If he wants ter go, a great Muggle like you won't stop him."
Scars can come in handy. I have one myself above my left knee that is a perfect map of the London Underground.
This is the best team Gryffindor's had in years. We're going to win. I know it.
Better Hufflepuff than Slytherin. There's not a single witch or wizard who went bad who wasn't in Slytherin. You-Know-Who was one.
Professor Binns had been very old indeed when he had fallen asleep in front of the staff-room fire and got up next morning to teach, leaving his body behind him.
Don't be a fool. Better save your own life and join me... or you'll meet the same end as your parents... they died begging me for mercy.
See what I have become? Mere shadow and vapour... I have form only when I can share another's body... but there have always been those willing to let me into their hearts and minds.
At this very moment, people meeting in secret all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: "To Harry Potter - the boy who lived!"
I will not pay to have some crackpot old fool teach him magic tricks!
Uncle Vernon: "Fine day, Sunday. In my opinion, best day of the week. Why is that, Dudley?"
Harry: "Because there's no post on Sundays?"
Uncle Vernon: "Right you are, Harry! No post on Sundays. No blasted letters today! No, sir! Not one single bloody letter!"
Harry didn't feel brave or quick-witted or any of it at the moment. If only the hat had mentioned a house for people who felt a bit queasy, that would have been the one for him.
"Lee Jordan was finding it difficult not to take sides.
"So - after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating -"
"Jordan!" growled Professor McGonagall.
"I mean after that open and revolting foul -"
"Jordan, I'm warning you -"
"All right, all right. Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor Seeker, which could happen to anyone, I'm sure."
Longbottom, if brains were gold, you'd be poorer than Weasley, and that's saying something.
Listen, Harry. If that dolt of a cousin of yours, Dudley, gives you any grief you could always threaten him with a nice pair of ears to go with that tail of his.
I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses.
Unicorn blood can sustain me but it cannot give me a body of my own. But there is something that can. Something that, conveniently enough, lies in your pocket.
"You can't go out," said Neville, "you'll be caught again. Gryffindor will be in even more trouble."
"You don't understand," said Harry, "this is important."
But Neville was clearly steeling himself to do something desperate.
"I won't let you do it," he said, hurrying to stand in front of the portrait hole. "I'll - I'll fight you!"
See, there's Potter, who's got no parents, then there's the Weasleys, who've got no money - you should be on the team, Longbottom, you've got no brains.
It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.
38
Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself.
12
At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got in on pure talent.
5
You will also find that help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it.
2
Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain!
1
Mad and hairy? You wouldn’t be talkin' about me, now would ya?
1
Dobby never meant to kill. Dobby only meant to... just maim or seriously injure.
1
Myrtle: "D'you think I don't know what people call me behind my back? Fat Myrtle! Ugly Myrtle! Miserable, moaning, moping Myrtle!"
Peeves: "You've forgotten pimply!"
1
I would have thought you'd be ashamed that a girl of no wizard family beat you in every exam.
1
Harry: "Where's Snape?"
Ron: "Maybe he's ill!"
Harry: "Maybe he's left!"
Ron: "Or he might have been sacked! I mean, everyone hates him-"
Snape: "Or maybe he's waiting to hear why you two didn't arrive on the school train."
1
Professor Flitwick knows more about Entrancing Enchantments than any wizard I've ever met, the sly old dog.
Dear me, what's the use of being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even pay you well for it?
Which only goes to show that the best of us must sometimes eat our words.
Harry gaped at her. Now she said it, that seemed the obvious thing to have done.
"I – I didn't think –"
"That," said Professor McGonagall, "is obvious."
Gotta bone ter pick with yeh. I've heard you've bin givin' out signed photos. How come I haven't got one?
"Now look, Lucius, if Dumbledore can't stop them -" said Fudge, whose upper lip was sweating now, "I mean to say, who can?"
Dudley: "I know what day it is."
Harry: "Well done. You've finally learned the days of the week."
You'll meet the same sticky end as your parents one of these days, Harry Potter. They were meddlesome fools, too.
Ah, Mr. Potter… Lucius Malfoy… we meet at last. Forgive me, your scar is legend. As, of course, is the wizard who gave it to you.
Hagrid: "What're you doin' here? Get outta my house!"
Lucius: "My dear man, please believe me, I have no pleasure at all in being inside your - er - d'you call this a house?"
It'll be down to you, Harry, to show them that a Seeker has to have something more than a rich father. Get to that Snitch before Malfoy or die trying, Harry, because we've got to win today, we've got to.
Professor Binns was the only ghost teacher, and the most exciting thing that ever happened in his classes was his entering the room through the blackboard.
Slytherin wished to be more selective about the students admitted to Hogwarts. He believed that magical learning should be kept within all-magic families.
The four school houses are named after them: Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin.
My subject is History of Magic. I deal with facts, Miss Granger, not myths and legends.
Professor Binns was looking at her in such amazement, Harry was sure no student had ever interrupted him before, alive or dead.
Professor Binns opened his notes and began to read in a flat drone like an old vacuum cleaner until nearly everyone in the class was in a deep stupor, occasionally coming round long enough to copy down a name or date, then falling asleep again.
Being able to talk to snakes was what Salazar Slytherin was famous for. That's why the symbol of Slytherin house is a serpent.
Well, how is it that you - a skinny boy with no extraordinary magical talent - managed to defeat the greatest wizard of all time? How did you escape with nothing but a scar, while Lord Voldemort's powers were destroyed?
What have I told you about saying the "M"-word in our house?
Brilliant! Inspired! What an entrance! Flying a car right into the Whomping Willow, people'll be talking about that one for years.
Isn't it obvious all this stuff's coming from Slytherin? The Heir of Slytherin, the monster of Slytherin - why don't they just chuck all the Slytherins out?
I was a Seeker, too. I was asked to try for the National Squad, but preferred to dedicate my life to the eradication of the Dark Forces.
Whoops - my wand is a little over excited!
Harry: "You're running away? After all that stuff you did in your books?"
Lockhart: "Books can be misleading."
Harry: "You wrote them!"
Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Force Defense League, and five times winner of Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award. But I don't talk about that; I didn't get rid of the Banden Banshee by smiling at him!
Well, that can sometimes happen. But, the point is, uh, you can no longer feel any pain. And, very clearly, the bones are not broken.
Lockhart: "Yes, well, the point is the bones don't hurt anymore."
Hagrid: "Bones? There aren't any bones left!"
Sword? Haven't got a sword. That boy has, though. He'll lend you one.
Yes, I know what you're thinking! "It's all right for him, he's an internationally famous wizard already!" But when I was twelve, I was just as much of a nobody as you are now. In fact, I'd say I was even more of a nobody! I mean, a few people have heard of you, haven't they? All that business with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named! I know, I know - it's not quite as good as winning Witch Weekly's Most-Charming-Smile Award five times in a row, as I have - but it's a start, Harry, it's a start.
Spooky how the time flies when one's having fun.
Fame is a fickle friend, Harry. Celebrity is as celebrity does. Remember that.
...yet, sadly, accidental rudeness occurs alarmingly often. Best to say nothing at all, my dear man.
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"Yes," said Harry stiffly.
"Yes, sir."
"There's no need to call me 'sir' Professor."
The words had escaped him before he knew what he was saying.
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I make mistakes like the next man. In fact, being - forgive me - rather cleverer than most men, my mistakes tend to be correspondingly huger.
20
People find it far easier to forgive others for being wrong than being right.
19
I see a light in the kitchen. Let us not deprive Molly any longer of the chance to deplore how thin you are.
18
Have you any idea how much tyrants fear the people they oppress? All of them realize that, one day, amongst their many victims, there is sure to be one who rises against them and strikes back!
17
"What do you like me to call you when we’re alone together?"
"Mollywobbles," whispered a mortified Mrs Weasley into the crack at the edge of the door.
5
I enjoyed the meetings, too. It was like having friends.
3
It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.
3
"And the steam rising in characteristic spirals," said Hermione enthusiastically, "and it's supposed to smell differently to each of us, according to what attracts us, and I can smell freshly mown grass and new parchment and -"
But she turned slightly pink and did not complete the sentence.
3
Yes, it is easy to see that nearly six years of magical education have not been wasted on you, Potter. Ghosts are transparent.
2
I know what you are known as. But to me, you will always be Tom Riddle. It is one of the irritating things about old teachers. I am afraid that they never quite forget their charges' youthful beginnings.
2
Yes, Harry, blessed as I am with extraordinary brainpower, I understood everything you told me. I think you might even consider the possibility that I understood more than you did.
2
Slughorn: "Exactly how did you get out of the castle, Harry?"
Harry: "Through the front door, sir."
2
Oh, to be young, and to feel love's keen sting.
2
You said it once before, that there was time to turn back if we wanted to. We've had time, haven't we? We're with you whatever happens.
1
"She's gone a bit funny. Lost her nerve. Women," he said wisely to Harry, "they're easily upset."
"And yet," said Hermione, coming out of her reverie, "I doubt you'd find a woman who sulked for half an hour because Madam Rosmerta didn't laugh at their joke about the hag, the Healer, and the Mimbulus mimbletonia."
Ron scowled.
1
Slughorn: "Dear fellow, however did you manage to kill it?"
Hagrid: "Kill it? Me oldest friend, he was."
1
There can be no light without the dark. And so it is with magic. Myself, I always strive to live within the light.
1
You dare use my own spells against me, Potter? It was I who invented them - I, the Half-Blood Prince!
1
I have experimented; I have pushed the boundaries of magic further, perhaps, than they have ever been pushed.
1
Ron: "Well, you can't break an Unbreakable Vow."
Harry: "I'd worked that much out for myself, funnily enough."
1
You know, at times, I forget how much you've grown. At times, I still se the small boy from the cupboard.
1
"Voldemort was, I believe, more attached to this school than he has ever been to a person. Hogwarts was where he had been happiest; the first and only place he had felt at home."
Harry felt slightly uncomfortable at these words, for this was exactly how he felt about Hogwarts, too.
1
You seem cleverer than Fudge, so I'd have thought you'd have learned from his mistakes. He tried interfering at Hogwarts. You might have noticed he's not Minister any more, but Dumbledore's still Headmaster.
1
"But for heaven's sake - you're wizards! You can do magic! Surely you can sort out - well - anything!"
Scrimgeour turned slowly on the spot and exchanged an incredulous look with Fudge, who really did manage a smile this time as he said kindly, "The trouble is, the other side can do magic too, Prime Minister."
1
Waitress: "Harry Potter. Who's Harry Potter?"
Harry: "Oh, no one. Bit of a tosser, really."
1
Greatness inspires envy, envy engenders spite, spite spawns lies.
1
Harry: "And Ginny, don't call Ron a prat, you're not the Captain of this team."
Ginny: "Well, you seemed too busy to call him a prat and I thought someone should."
1
I don't remember you rushing to my defence when I was trying to tell everyone Voldemort was back. The Ministry wasn't so keen to be pals last year.
1
The time is long gone when I could frighten you with a burning wardrobe and force you to make repayment for your crimes. But I wish I could, Tom.
1
Scrimgeour: "Dumbledore's man through and through, aren't you, Potter?"
Harry: "Yeah, I am. Glad we straightened that out."
1
Just like your mother, you're unfailingly kind. A trait people never fail to undervalue, I'm afraid.
1
You have never treated Harry as a son. He has known nothing but neglect and often cruelty at your hands. The best that can be said is that he has at least escaped the appalling damage you have inflicted upon the unfortunate boy sitting between you.
1
Every day, every hour, this very minute, perhaps, dark forces attempt to penetrate this castle's walls. But in the end, their greatest weapon is you.
1
At Hogwarts, you'll be taught not only how to use magic, but how to control it.
1
Luna did not seem to have noticed; she appeared singularly uninterested in such mundane things as the score, and kept attempting to draw the crowd's attention to such things as interestingly shaped clouds and the possibility that Zacharias Smith, who had so far failed to maintain possession of the Quaffle for long than a minute, was suffering from sonething called "Loser's Lurgy".
1
"I don't think you should be an Auror, Harry," said Luna unexpectedly. Everybody looked at her. "The Aurors are part of the Rotfang Conspiracy, I thought everyone knew that. They’re working to bring down the Ministry of Magic from within using a combination of Dark Magic and gum disease."
1
Phineas Nigellus: "I can't see why the boy should be able to do it better than you, Dumbledore."
Albus Dumbledore: "I wouldn't expect you to, Phineas."
Flitwick: "There you are! We've been looking everywhere for you two. Now, names?"
Harry: "Professor Flitwick, you've known me for five years."
Flitwick: "No exceptions, Potter!"
Now, now, boys. A little less talk, a little more action... Let me see you try.
Hogwarts should be Dumbledore's final resting place.
Listen to me, Potter. Your pal Diggory? By your age he could turn a whistle into a watch and have it sing you the time. Miss Delacour? She's as much a fairy princess as I am. As for Krum, his head may be filled with sawdust, but Karkaroff's is not.
Avada Kedavra… the killing curse. There's no blocking it. Only one known person has ever survived it, and he's sitting right in front of me.
"Oh, come and stir my cauldron,
And if you do it right
I'll boil you up some hot, strong love
To keep you warm tonight."
"We danced to this when we were eighteen!" said Mrs Weasley, wiping her eyes on her knitting.
Ron dropped several boxes, swore and made a rude hand gesture at Fred that was unfortunately spotted by Mrs Weasley, who had chosen that moment to appear. "If I see you do that again I'll jinx your fingers together."
Arthur: "The things our lot have taken to enchanting, you wouldn't believe it-"
Molly: "Like cars, for instance?"
"Please, come in, sit down, Minister!" fluttered Mrs. Weasley, straightening her hat. "Have a little purkey, or some tooding."
Remus Lupin: "I am not being ridiculous. Tonks deserves somebody young and whole."
Arthur Weasley: "But she wants you. And after all, Remus, young and whole men do not necessarily remain so."
We have a very different idea of what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy.
Fascinating, Ingenious, really how many ways Muggles have found of getting along without magic.
Now, Harry you must know all about Muggles, tell me, what exactly is the function of a rubber duck?
Molly Weasley: "Your sons flew that enchanted car of yours to Surrey and back last night."
Arthur Weasley: "Did you really? How did it go? I mean... That was very wrong indeed, boys. Very wrong of you."
Times like these, dark times, they do funny things to people. They can tear them apart.
Molly Weasley: "But how did you get to Diagon Alley to buy your school things last year?"
Harry Potter: "I went on the Underground."
Arthur Weasley: "Really? Were there escapators?"
Dirk Cresswell is ten times the wizard you are. And if he survives Azkaban, you'll have to answer to him, not to mention his wife, his sons, and his friends.
I'll prove who I am, Kingsley, after I've seen my son, now back off if you know what's good for you!
Amos Diggory peered good-naturedly around at the three Weasley boys, Harry, Hermione and Ginny. "All these yours, Arthur?"
"Oh, no, only the redheads," said Mr Weasley, pointing out his children.
But you're Muggles! We must have a drink! What's that you've got there? Oh, you're changing Muggle money. Molly, look!
Hermione: "I'm sorry, Severus."
Snape looks at her, and then swallows the pain. He indicates Ron with a flick of his head. "Well, at least I'm not married to him."
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Well, Wormtail's here, but we're not counting vermin, are we? As you have clearly realised, Wormtail, we have guests.
Scorpius: "A doe? Lily's Patronus."
Snape: "Strange, isn't it? What comes from within."
I would expect nothing more sophisticated from you, Ronald Weasley, the boy so solid he cannot Apparate half an inch across a room.
Snape: "Hide them all, then. Keep her - them - safe. Please."
Dumbledore: "And what will you give me in return, Severus?"
Snape: "In - return? Anything."
"That is the second time you have spoken out of turn, Miss Granger," said Snape coolly. "Five more points from Gryffindor for being an insufferable know-it-all."
Dumbledore is a great wizard. Only a fool would question it.
I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even put a stopper on death.
Clever idea, Black, getting yourself seen on a safe station platform... gave you a cast-iron excuse not to leave your hidey-hole in future, didn’t it?
What would your head have been doing in Hogsmeade, Potter? Your head is not allowed in Hogsmeade. No part of your body has permission to be in Hogsmeade.
Snape: "On my desk by Monday morning, two rolls of parchment on the Werewolf, with particular emphasis on recognizing it."
Harry: "Sir, it's Quidditch tomorrow."
Snape: "Then I suggest you take extra care, Mr. Potter. Loss of limb will not excuse you."
Well, Potter has found the sloth brain. Was it clever hunting or a thief's guilty conscience? So where was it, Potter? In your own head?
Possibly no one's warned you, Lupin, but this class contains Neville Longbottom. I would advise you not to entrust him with anything difficult. Not unless Miss Granger is hissing instructions in his ear.
"Three Dementor attacks in a week, and all Romilda Vane does is ask me if it's true you've got a Hippogriff tattooed across your chest."
Ron and Hermione both roared with laughter. Harry ignored them.
"What did you tell her?"
"I told her it's a Hungarian Horntail," said Ginny, turning a page of the newspaper idly. "Much more macho."
"Thanks," said Harry, grinning. "And what did you tell her Ron's got?"
"A Pygmy Puff, but I didn't say where."
What about you and Lavender, thrashing about like a pair of eels all over the place?
Molly: "People think they might be dead tomorrow, so they're rushing all sorts of decisions they'd normally take time over. It was the same last time he was powerful, people eloping left, right, and centre -"
Ginny: "Including you and Dad."
After I came out of hospital - everyone ignored me, shut me out - other than, that is, the boy who had everything - who came across the Gryffindor common room and challenged me to a game of Exploding Snap. People think they know all there is to know about you, but the best bits of you are - have always been - heroic in really quiet ways
He's covered in blood again. Why is it he's always covered in blood?
Bill's not that down-to-earth. He's a curse-breaker, isn't he, he likes a bit of adventure, a bit of glamour... I expect that's why he's gone for Phlegm.
Been kissing Pigwidgeon, have you? Or have you got a picture of Auntie Muriel stashed under your pillow?
I never really gave up on you. Not really. I always hoped... Hermione told me to get on with life, maybe go out with some other people, relax a bit around you, because I never used to be able to talk if you were in the room, remember? And she thought you might take a bit more notice if I was a bit more - myself.
"I'd like you to have something to remember me by, you know, if you ever meet some Veela when you're off doing whatever you're doing."
"I think dating opportunities are going to be pretty thin on the ground, to be honest."
"There's a silver lining I've been looking for," she whispered, and then she was kissing him as she never kissed him before.
But you've been too busy saving the Wizarding world. Well... I can't say I'm surprised. I knew this would happen in the end. I knew you wouldn't be happy unless you were hunting Voldemort. Maybe that's why I like you so much.
I just wish I'd asked you sooner. We could've had ages... months... years maybe.
Yeah, the D.A.'s good. Only let's make it stand for Dumbledore's Army because that's the Ministry's worst fear, isn't it?
His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad,
His hair is as dark as a blackboard.
I wish he was mine, he's really divine,
The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.
Here I've come from the toilet bowl, where she said I could swim did Eupraxia Mole.
As long as 'twere only one time per week, I can plunge the boys' lavatory - not for the meek!
He tried to stop me did Rancorous Carpe. Sought to trap me, confine me, inside of a jar -
but he failed, as did his Containment Charms, so I took my revenge to wreak havoc and harm.
It was granted my privileges be handsome indeed, or I'd fire up the cannon and so she agreed -
to draw up a contract, with her, not with him, that if I behaved I'd have one weekly swim!
We did it, we bashed them, wee Potter’s the one
And Voldy’s gone mouldy, so now let's have fun
"Why, it's potty wee Potter!" cackled Peeves, knocking Harry's glasses askew as he bounced past him. "What's Potter up to? Why's Potter lurking -" Peeves stopped, halfway through a mid-air somersault.
Most think he's barking, the potty wee lad,
but some are more kindly and think he's just sad,
but Peevesy knows better and says that he's mad.
What is it this time, my fine Potty friend? Hearing voices? Seeing visions? Speaking in tongues?
Oh, Potter, you rotter, oh, what have you done,
You’re killing off students, you think it’s good fun.
When there's strife and when there's trouble
Call on Peevsie, he'll make double!
Wandering around at midnight, ickle firsties? Tut, tut, tut. Naughty, naughty, you'll get caughty.
They were temporarily detained by Peeves, who had jammed a door on the fourth floor shut and was refusing to let anyone pass until they set fire to their own pants.
"Kicky, scratchy!" cried Peeves happily, now pelting bits of chalk at the elves to enrage them further. "Tweaky, pokey!"
So sorry, your bloodiness, Mr Baron, sir. My mistake, my mistake - I didn't see you - of course I didn't, you're invisible - forgive old Peevsie his little joke, sir.
Potty asked Loony to go to the party! Potty lurves Loony! Potty luuuuuurves Looooony!
"Which way did they go, Peeves?" Filch was saying. "Quick, tell me."
"Say please."
"Don’t mess about, Peeves, now where did they go?"
"Shan't say nothing if you don't say please," said Peeves in his annoying sing-song voice.
"All right - please."
"NOTHING! Ha haaa! Told you I wouldn't say 'nothing' if you didn't say please!"
They were great men, with huge flaws, and you know what – those flaws almost made them greater.
4
Love blinds. We have both tried to give our sons, not what they needed, but what we needed. We’ve been so busy trying to rewrite our own pasts, we’ve blighted their present.
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Ron: "There is no way they'd let me be a Death Eater! My whole family are blood traitors! That's as bad as Muggle-borns to Death Eaters!"
Harry: "And they'd love to have me. We'd be best pals if they didn't keep trying to do me in."
"Comin' ter see old Aragog off, though, eh? Well… he'd've liked that, Aragog would."
Harry thought privately that what Aragog would have liked most about Slughorn was the ample amount of edible flesh he provided.
Harry: "Snape'll be gone by the end of the year."
Ron: "What do you mean?"
Harry: "That job's jinxed. No one's lasted more than a year... Quirrell actually died doing it. Personally, I'm going to keep my fingers crossed for another death."
"You've sort of made up for it tonight," said Harry. "Getting the sword. Finishing off the Horcux. Saving my life."
"That makes me sound a lot cooler than I was," Ron mumbled.
"Stuff like that always sounds cooler than it really was," said Harry. "I've been trying to tell you that for years."
I've never fought alone, you see. And I never will.
Harry: "He'll try and get me through you."
Ginny: "What if I don't care?"
Harry: "I care. How do you think I'd feel if this was your funeral... and it was my fault."
I shouldn't have survived - it was my destiny to die - even Dumbledore thought so - and yet i lived. I beat Voldemort. All these people - all these people - my parents, Fred, the Fallen Fifty - and it's me that gets to live? How is that? All this damage - and it's my fault.
Dumbledore: "I assume, right about now, you're wondering why I brought you here. Am I right?"
Harry: "Actually, sir, after all these years, I just sort of go with it."
Harry barely slept that night. When he awoke on Monday morning, he seriously considered for the first time ever just running away from Hogwarts. But as he looked around the Great Hall at breakfast time, and thought about what leaving the castle would mean, he knew he couldn't do it. It was the only place he had ever been happy.
Luna: "You're Harry Potter."
Harry: "I know I am."
Sometimes you remind me a lot of James. He called it my "furry little problem" in company. Many people were under the impression that I owned a badly behaved rabbit.
Der "Boy Who Lived" remains a symbol of everything for which we are fighting: the triumph of good, the power of innocence, the need to keep resisting.
Kingsley Shacklebolt: "The last words that Albus Dumbledore said to the pair of us."
Remus Lupin: "Harry is the best hope we have. Trust him."
I'm impressed. That suggests what you fear most of all is - fear. Very wise, Harry.
Harry Potter: "How come she married him? She hated him!"
Sirius Black : "Nah, she didn't."
Remus Lupin: "She started going out with him in seventh year."
"Well, hello, Peter" said Lupin pleasantly, as though rats frequently erupted into old school friends around him. "Long time, no see."
Not at all up to your usual standard, Hermione. Only one out of three, I'm afraid. I have not been helping Sirius get into the castle and I certainly don't want Harry dead. But I won't deny that I am a werewolf.
Your parents gave their lives to keep you alive, Harry. A poor way to repay them - gambling their sacrifice for a bag of magic tricks.
"Did you like question ten, Moony?" asked Sirius as they emerged into the entrance hall.
"Loved it," said Lupin briskly. "Give five signs that identify the werewolf. Excellent question."
"D'you think you managed to get all the signs?" said James in tones of mock concern.
"Think I did," said Lupin seriously, as they joined the crowd thronging around the front doors eager to get out into the sunlit grounds. "One: He's sitting on my chair. Two: He's wearing my clothes. Three: His name's Remus Lupin."
Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business.
"You should have realized," said Lupin quietly, "if Voldemort didn’t kill you, we would. Good-bye, Peter."
You can exist without your soul, you know, as long as your brain and heart are still working. But you’ll have no sense of self anymore, no memory, no... anything.
I was a small boy when I received the bite. My parents tried everything, but in those days there was no cure.
"Does it hurt?" The childish question had escaped Harry's lips before he could stop it. "Dying? Not at all," said Sirius. "Quicker and easier than falling asleep."
Lily: "You've been so brave."
James: "You are nearly there. Very close. We are... so proud of you."
Harry: "You'll stay with me?"
James: "Until the very end."
Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off -
Norbert? The Norwegian Ridgeback? We call her Norberta now.
Dragons are all I care about. Who has time for dating when there are so many dragons to study?
What do I care how 'e looks? I am good-looking enough for both of us, I theenk! All these scars show is zat my husband is brave!
Fleur: "It would take more zan a werewolf to stop Bill loving me!"
Molly: "Well, yes, I'm sure, but I thought perhaps - given how - how he -"
Fleur: "You thought I would not weesh to marry him? Or per'aps, you hoped?"
Harry: "I'm sorry. I never meant you to have to deal with all of this."
Fleur: "'Arry, you saved my sister's life. I do not forget."
Bill is very busy at ze moment, working very 'ard, and I only work part-time at Gringotts for my Eenglish, so he brought me 'ere for a few days to get to know 'is family properly. I was so pleased to 'ear you would be coming - zere isn't much to do 'ere, unless you like cooking and chickens!
"Bah," said Fleur, checking herself in the microwave door, "Bill, don't look at me - I'm 'ideous."
We 'ave all be 'oping to be chosen for weeks and weeks! Ze honour for our schools! A thousand Galleons prize money - zis is a chance many would die for!
Yes, and zat eez all very good, but still eet does not explain 'ow zey know we were moving 'Arry tonight, does eet? Somebody must 'ave been careless. Somebody let slip ze date to an outsider. It is ze only explanation for zem knowing ze date but not ze 'ole plan.
Jacob's sibling: "Are you ready for this, Bill?"
Bill Weasley: "Ready? This is my time to stop talking about being a Curse-Breaker and actually being one."
Your efforts are futile. You cannot fight me. I do not want to kill you. I have great respect for the teachers of Hogwarts.
But I was willing to embrace mortal life again, before chasing immortality.
Harry! I'd almost forgotten you were here, standing on the bones of my father. I'd introduce you, but word has it you're almost as famous as me these days.
Voldemort is my past, present, and future.
It was a name I was already using at Hogwarts, to my most intimate friends only, of course. You think I was going to use my filthy Muggle father's name forever? I, in whose veins runs the blood of Salazar Slytherin himself, through my mother's side? I, keep the name of a foul, common Muggle, who abandoned me even before I was born, just because he found out his wife was a witch? No, Harry. I fashioned myself a new name, a name I knew wizards everywhere would one day fear to speak, when I had become the greatest sorcerer in the world!
I was ripped from my body, I was less than spirit, less than the meanest ghost... but still, I was alive.
As inspiring as I find your bloodlust Bellatrix, I must be the one to kill Harry Potter.
After tonight, if they speak of you they'll speak only of how you begged for death. And I, being a merciful Lord, obliged.
Horace Slughorn: "Thank you for the pineapple, you're quite right, it is my favorite - but how did you know?"
Tom Riddle: "Intuition."
I can make animals do what I want them to do, without training them. I can make bad things happen to people who annoy me. I can make them hurt if I want to.
I knew I was different, I knew I was special. Always, I knew there was something.
Those that we love never truly leave us, Harry. There are things that death cannot touch.
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Harry, there is never a perfect answer in this messy, emotional world. Perfection is beyond the reach of humankind, beyond the reach of magic. In every shining moment of happiness is that drop of poison: the knowledge that pain will come again. Be honest to those you love, show your pain. To suffer is as human as to breathe.
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You ask me, of all people, how to protect a boy in terrible danger? We cannot protect the young from harm. Pain must and will come.
6
Regret is my constant companion. Do not let it become yours.
Albus Dumbledore in Fantastic Beasts - 2: The Crimes of Grindelwald
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Do you know why I admire you, Newt? More, perhaps, than any man I know? You don’t seek power or popularity. You simply ask, is the thing right in itself? If it is, then I must do it, no matter the cost.
Albus Dumbledore in Fantastic Beasts - 2: The Crimes of Grindelwald
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Memory is everything. Without it we are blind. Without it we leave the fate of our world to chance.
Albus Dumbledore in Fantastic Beasts - 3: The Secrets of Dumbledore
2
The world as we know it is coming undone. Things that seem unimaginable today will seem inevitable tomorrow. Should you agree to do what I ask, you'll have to trust me. Even when every instinct tell you not to.
Albus Dumbledore in Fantastic Beasts - 3: The Secrets of Dumbledore
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Everyone is scared of something.
Albus Dumbledore in Fantastic Beasts - 2: The Crimes of Grindelwald
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A true hero isn't measured by the size of his strength, but by the strength of his heart.
Zeus in Hercules
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The Lord doesn't price the size of things as much as the love with which they were done.
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Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you?
I want to tell you about someone you remind me of a great deal. His name was Yoda. He was small like you, but his heart was huge. And the Force was strong in him. He once said to me, "Size matters not."

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