Quotes from Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

You're the weak one. And you'll never know love, or friendship. And I feel sorry for you.

Bellatrix: "Neville Longbottom, isn't it? How's mum and dad?"
Neville: "Better, now they're about to be avenged!"

Ron: "One person couldn't feel all that. They'd explode."
Hermione: "Just because you've got the emotional range of a teaspoon doesn't mean we all have!"

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.

Dumbledore: "It was foolish to come here tonight, Tom. The Aurors are on their way."
Voldemort: "By which time I shall be gone, and you will be dead!"

"I can't see no gas."
"That's because it's colorless," said Ginny in a convincingly exasperated voice, "but if you want to walk through it, carry on, then we'll have your body as proof for the next idiot who didn't believe us."

Neville: "I'm nobody."
Ginny: "No you're not."

Hagrid: "Bit o' fresh air, yeh know?"
Umbridge: "Yes, as gamekeeper fresh air must be so difficult to come by."

"This boy has as much chance of becoming an Auror as Dumbledore has of ever returning to this school."
"A very good chance, then," said Professor McGonagall.

Hermione: "I mean, it's sort of exciting isn't it? Breaking the rules."
Ron: "Who are you and what have you done with Hermione Granger?"

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?

The world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters. We've all got both light and dark inside of us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are.

The world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters. We've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are.

Don't put your wand there, boy! What if it ignited? Better wizards than you have lost buttocks, you know!

It's changing out there. Just like last time. There's a storm coming, Harry. And we all best be ready.

The mind is a complex and many-layered thing, Potter... or at least, most minds are.

A good first impression can work wonders.

Well, it may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair.

The mind is not a book, to be opened at will and examined at leisure.

Fools who wear their hearts proudly on their sleeves, who cannot control their emotions, who wallow in sad memories and allow themselves to be provoked this easily - weak people, in other words.

Crabbe, loosen your hold a little. If Longbottom suffocates it will mean a lot of tedious paperwork.

"And in our first year," said Neville to the group at large, "he saved that Philological Stone."

'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.

According to Madam Pomfrey, thoughts could leave deeper scars than almost anything else.

Being different isn't a bad thing. It means you're brave enough to be yourself.

My mum always said things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end. If not always in the way we expect.

"Mistletoe," said Luna dreamily, pointing at a large clump of white berries placed almost over Harry's head. He jumped out from under it.
"Good thinking," said Luna seriously. "It's often infested with Nargles."

You can laugh! But people used to believe there were no such things as the Blibbering Humdinger or the Crumple-Horned Snorkack!

You're just as sane as I am.

I sleepwalk, you see. That's why I wear shoes to bed.

They think I'm a bit odd, you know. Some people call me 'Loony Lovegood' actually.

"You're a prefect? Oh Ronnie! That's everyone in the family!"
"What are Fred and I? Next door neighbors?"

"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.

"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."

"George," said Fred, "I think we've outgrown full-time education."
"Yeah, I've been feeling that way myself," said George lightly.

Shut your mouth! You dare speak his name with your unworthy lips, you dare besmirch it with your half-blood's tongue.

Time is Galleons, little brother.

Ask us no questions and we'll tell you no lies.

"Size is no guarantee of power," said George. "Look at Ginny."

Give her hell from us, Peeves.

Harry, suffering like this proves you are still a man! This pain is part of being human.

What's life without a little risk?

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."

You're a really good teacher, Harry.

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?

Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike.

It's time you learned the difference between life and dreams, Potter.

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.

Said Slytherin, "We'll teach just those whose ancestry is purest."
Said Ravenclaw, "We'll teach those whose intelligence is surest."
Said Gryffindor, "We'll teach all those with brave deeds to their name,"
Said Hufflepuff, "I'll teach the lot, and treat them just the same."

Your failure to understand that there are things much worse than death has always been your greatest weakness.

My Head of House said I lacked certain necessary qualities... like the ability to behave myself.

Wand still in your jeans? Both buttocks still on? Okay, let's go.

Sirius was a brave, clever, and energetic man, and such men are not usually content to sit at home in hiding while they believe others to be in danger.

In times of old when I was new
And Hogwarts barely started
The founders of our noble school
Thought never to be parted:
United by a common goal,
They had the selfsame yearning,
To make the world's best magic school
And pass along their learning.

Take only those they wanted, so,
For instance, Slytherin
Took only pure-blood wizards
Of great cunning, just like him

"You see, I, unlike you, have been made a prefect, which means that I, unlike you, have the power to hand out punishments."
"Yeah," said Harry, "but you, unlike me, are a git."

"Well, I'm glad you listen to Hermione Granger at any rate," she said, pointing him out of her office.

Even though we've got a fight ahead of us, we've got one thing that Voldemort doesn't have: Something worth fighting for.

Lupin: "Harry, I've left a letter telling your aunt and uncle not to worry."
Harry: "They won't."
Lupin: "That you're safe."
Harry: "That'll just depress them."
Lupin: "And you'll see them next summer."
Harry: "Do I have to?"

"You're dead, Potter!"
Harry raised his eyebrows. "Funny," he said, "you'd think I'd have stopped walking around."

Without progress there will be stagnation and decay. There again, progress for progress's sake must be discouraged, for our tried and tested traditions often require no tinkering. A balance, then, between old and new, between permanence and change, between tradition and innovation.

You have been told that a certain dark wizard is at large once again. This is a lie.

"You do not seek to kill me, Dumbledore?" called Voldemort, his scarlet eyes narrowed. "Above such brutality, are you?"
"We both know that there are other ways of destroying a man, Tom," Dumbledore said calmly.

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?

Give five signs that identify the werewolf. Excellent question. One: He's sitting on my chair. Two: He's wearing my clothes. Three: His name's Remus Lupin.

By all means continue destroying my possessions, I daresay I have too many.

Youth cannot know how age thinks and feels. But old men are guilty if they forget what it was to be young.

You may, perhaps, wondered why I never chose you as a prefect? I must confess... that I rather thought... you had enough responsibility to be going on with.

"Harry, we saw Uranus up close!" said Ron, still giggling feebly. "Get it, Harry? We saw Uranus."

Lupin: "And this is Nymphadora-"
Tonks: "Don't call me Nymphadora, Remus, it's Tonks."
Lupin: "-Nymphadora Tonks, who prefers to be known by her surname only."
Tonks: "So would you if your fool of a mother had called you Nymphadora."

Oh I can't wait to see McGonagall inspected. Umbridge won't know what's hit her.

"Ron," said Hermione in a dignified voice, dipping the point of her quill into her ink pot, "you are the most insensitive wart I have ever had the misfortune to meet."

Never used an Unforgivable Curse before, have you, boy? You need to mean them Potter! You need to really want to cause pain - to enjoy it - righteous anger won't hurt me for long.

Oh, he knows how to play, little bitty baby Potter.

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."

Weasley cannot save a thing,
He cannot block a single ring,
That’s why Slytherins all sing:
Weasley is our King.

Weasley was born in a bin
He always lets the Quaffle in
Weasley will make sure we win
Weasley is our King.

Vernon: "Listening to the news! Again?"
Harry: "Well, it changes every day, you see."

Cornelius, I am ready to fight your men – and win, again! But a few minutes ago you saw proof, with your own eyes, that I have been telling you the truth for a year. Lord Voldemort has returned, you have been chasing the wrong man for twelve months, and it is time you listened to sense!

Five years ago, then, you arrived at Hogwarts, neither as happy nor as well-nourished as I would have liked, perhaps, yet alive and healthy. You were not a pampered little prince, but as normal a boy as I could have hoped under the circumstances.

Vernon: "Anyway, it's not as if there'd be anything about his lot on our news -"
Petunia: "Vernon, shh! The window's open!"

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."

It's addressed to me, Vernon, look! Mrs Petunia Dursley, The Kitchen, Number Four, Privet Drive.

"Grawp's about sixteen feet tall, enjoys ripping up twenty-foot pine trees, and knows me," she snorted, "as Hermy."

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?

Why we ever kept you in the first place, I don't know, Marge was right, it should have been the orphanage. We were too damn soft for our own good, thought we could squash it out of you, thought we could turn you normal, but you’ve been rotten from the beginning and I've had enough.

Luna did not seem perturbed by Ron’s rudeness; on the contrary, she simply watched him for a while as though he were a mildly interesting television program.

"Dad’s reprinting!" she told Harry, her eyes popping excitedly. "He can’t believe it, he says people seem even more interested in this than the Crumple-Horned Snorkacks!"