The best Quotes by Hermione Granger

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!"

Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself.

"Me?", said Hermione, "Books and cleverness. There are more important things: friendship and bravery."

Actually, I’m highly logical which allows me to look past extraneous detail and perceive clearly that which others overlook.

"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!"

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!

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.

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."

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.

"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."

Harry: "You're not still mad at him, are you?"
Hermione: "I'm always mad at him."

At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got in on pure talent.

Just because it's taken you three years to notice, Ron, doesn't mean no one else has spotted I'm a girl!

"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."

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."

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.

"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.

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."

"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.

What's got your wand in a knot?

Honestly, am I the only person who's ever bothered to read "Hogwarts, A History"?

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

"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.

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.

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.

"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.

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 -"

"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!"

"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!"

Ron: "You've said some very unfair things to and about my wife..."
Hermione: "And your wife doesn't need you fighting her battles for her."

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.

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!

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."

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.

Being able to talk to snakes was what Salazar Slytherin was famous for. That's why the symbol of Slytherin house is a serpent.

You're a little scary sometimes, you know that? Brilliant... but scary.

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?"

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.

And leave Hermione? You mad? We wouldn't last two days without her. Don't tell her I said that.

Hermione: "Everyone knows. Well, everyone who has read 'Hogwarts: A History'."
Ron: "Just you, then."

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.

I would have thought you'd be ashamed that a girl of no wizard family beat you in every exam.

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

I'm being bossed around by Hermione Granger. And I'm mildly enjoying it.

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!

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.

If you're wondering what the smell is, Mother, a Mudblood just walked in.