Voldemort: Don't you turn your back on me, Harry Potter! I want to see your face when I kill you! I want to see the light leave your eyes!
Harry: [facing Voldemort] Have it your way!
Voldemort, Harry: [both shouting together] Avada Kedavara!/Expelliarmus!

Harry: "Come seek us where our voices sound/we cannot sing above the ground...?
Hermione: The Black Lake, that's obvious.
Harry: "An hour long you'll have to look...?
Hermione: Again, obvious. Though admittedly potentially problematic...
Harry: "Potentially problematic"? When was the last time that you had to hold your breath underwater for an hour, Hermione?

Ron: Hey, Hermione... you're a girl.
Hermione: Oh, well spotted.
Ron: [miming a dance] Come with one of us?
[Snape swiftly hits Ron on the head with a notebook]
Ron: Ow!

No spell can reawaken the dead, Harry. I trust you know that. Dark and difficult times lie ahead. Soon we must all face the choice between what is right and what is easy.

Dumbledore

Dumbledore: Mysterious thing, time. Powerful, and when meddled with, dangerous. Sirius Black is in the topmost cell of the dark tower. You know the laws, Miss Granger. You must not be seen, and you would do well, I feel, to return before this last chime. If not, the consequences are too ghastly to discuss. If you succeed tonight, more than one innocent life may be spared. Three turns, should do it, I think.
[He starts to exit, turns back]
Dumbledore: Oh, by the way. When in doubt, I find retracing my steps to be a wise place to begin. Good luck.
[He exits]
Ron: What the bloody hell was that all about?

I can't be a wizard. I'm just Harry, just Harry.

Weasley's wand causes devastation with the simplest spells. We'll be sending Potter to the hospital wing in a matchbox.

Professor Snape

[outside the shrieking shack to Ron and Hermione] Well, well. Look who's here - you two shopping for your new dream home? Bit grand for you, isn't it, Weasel-Bee? Don't your family all sleep in... one room?

Malfoy

It is not our abilities that show what we truly are... it is our choices.

Dumbledore

Ron: I'm warning you Hermione! Keep that bloody beast of yours away from Scabbers or I'll turn it into a tea cozy!
Hermione: It's a cat, Ronald! What do you expect? It's in his nature.
Ron: A cat? Is that what they told you? It looks more like a pig with hair if you ask me.
Hermione: That's rich! Coming from the owner of that smelly old shoe brush. Too right, Crookshanks, just ignore the mean little boy.

Are you sure that's a real spell? Well, it's not very good, is it?

Hermione

Let me see; red hair, vacant expressions, tatty second-hand books, you must be the Weasleys.

Lucius Malfoy

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