Harry, feel free to treat yourself to a licorice snap. But be careful, they're a wee bit sharp.


Curiosity is not a sin, Harry. However, from time to time, you should exercise caution.


Harry: This is mad! At this rate, we'll be the only ones in our year without a date! Well... Us and Neville.
Harry: Yeah, but then again he can take himself.
Hermione: It might interest you to know that Neville's already got someone.
Ron: Oh! Now I'm really depressed.

Today we acknowledge a really terrible loss. Cedric Diggory was, as you all know, exceptionally hard working, infinitely fair-minded, and most importantly, a fierce, fierce friend. Therefore, I feel you have the right to know exactly how he died. You see, Cedric Diggory was murdered, by Lord Voldemort. The Ministry of Magic does not wish me to tell you this. But not to do so I feel would be an insult to his memory. Now the pain we all feel at this dreadful loss reminds me, and, reminds us, that though we may come from different countries and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one. In light of the recent events, the bonds of friendship made this year will be more important than ever. Remember that, and Cedric Diggory will not have died in vain. You REMEMBER THAT... and we'll celebrate a boy who was kind, and honest, and brave, and true, right to the very end.


Ron: What do you suppose is on Karkaroff's arm?
Harry: I dunno.
Hermione: Boomslang skin and Lacewing flies... you're sure those are the two ingredients Snape mentioned?
Harry: Positive, why?
Hermione: Well, he thinks we're brewing Polyjuice Potion doesn't he?
Harry: I don't care what Snape thinks, I've got bigger problems than detention. Something's coming closer.
[touches his stinging scar]
Harry: I can feel it.

Albus Dumbledore: Minister, the evidence of the Dark Lord's return is incontrovertible.
Cornelius Fudge: He's not back!

I really do hate the children.

Dolores Umbridge

You lose, old man.
[Harry possessed by Lord Voldemort]

Lord Voldemort

[to Voldemort] It was a mistake for you to come here tonight Tom.

Albus Dumbledore

Ron, just because you have the emotional range of a teaspoon!

Hermione Granger

Dolores Umbridge: [as the centaurs are taking Umbridge away] Please, tell them I mean no harm.
Harry Potter: Sorry, Professor, but I must not tell lies.

Hermione Granger: So what was it like?
[speaking about Harry's kiss]
Harry Potter: Kind of wet.
Hermione Granger: Well, she has been crying a lot lately...
Ron Weasley: Well, you'd think a bit of snogging would make her happy

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