Greatness inspires envy, envy engenders spite, spite spawns lies.
The Potter books in general are a prolonged argument for tolerance, a prolonged plea for an end to bigotry. And I think it's one of the reasons that some people don't like the books, but I think that'...
Potter, you can skin Malfoy's shrivelfig...
Who're you going with, then? said Ron.Angelina, said Fred promptly, without a trace of embarrassment.What? said Ron, taken aback. You've already asked her?Good point, said Fred. He turned his head and...
Somewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty.
He gave everything to everybody. Except to me.
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 did...
Voldemort’s fury at the fall of his last, best lieutenant exploded with the force of a bomb.
The poor things keep calling in those – those pumbles, I think they're called – you know, the ones who mend pipes and things – Plumbers? – exactly, yes, but of course they're flummoxed.
The Prime Minister gazed hopelessly at the pair of them for a moment, then the words he had fought to suppress all evening burst from him at last.But for heaven’s sake — you’re ! You can do ! Surely y...
I do believe something magical can happen when you read a good book
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 recove...
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.
SO WHAT Harry shouted. Don't you understand? If Snape gets hold of the Stone, Voldemort's coming back! Haven't you heard what it was like when he was trying to take over? There won't be any Hogwarts t...
I'm dying! Malfoy yelled, as the class panicked. I'm dying, look at me! It's killed me!
I have seen your heart, and it is mine.
Here lies Dobby, a free elf.
Blimey! There are two of them!
Your Wheezy, sir, your Wheezy — Wheezy who is giving Dobby his sweater!
You the Chosen One?Of course I am, said Harry calmly.But then . . . my dear boy . . . you’re asking a great deal . . .you’re asking me, in fact, to aid you in your attempt to destroy —You don’t want...