He sobbed in desperation at the burden of fear he carried with him every day of his life.
He had grown used to the idea that Dumbledore could solve anything.
Harry, however, had never been less interested in Quidditch; he was rapidly becoming obsessed with Draco Malfoy.
Everythin' seems ter happen ter you, doesn' it?
Don't count your owls before they are delivered.
Did you see me disarm Hermione, Harry?Only once said Hermione stung. I got you loads more then you got me—I did not only get you once, I got you at least three times—Well if you're counting the one wh...
Dementors are among the foulest creatures that walk this earth. They infest the darkest, filthiest places, they glory in decay and despair, they drain peace, hope, and happiness out of the air around...
But he understood at last what Dumbledore had been trying to tell him. It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena...
Bill was — there was no other word for it — . He was tall, with long hair that he had tied back in a ponytail. He was wearing an earring with what looked like a fang dangling from it. Bill’s clothes w...
We have to remember, sometimes the most important history is the history we're making today.
Perhaps you have been looking in the wrong places.
Grief, it seemed, drove Voldemort out...though Dumbledore, of course, would have said that it was love.
I don't believe in the kind of magic in my books. But I do believe something very magical can happen when you read a good book.
You fail to recognize that it matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be!
Working hard is important. But there’s something that matters even more. Believing in yourself.
Why can’t I drink the potion instead? asked Harry desperately.Because I am much older, much cleverer, and much less valuable, said Dumbledore.
Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
We get a move on you know... ask someone. He's right. We don't want to end up with a pair of trolls.Hermione let out a sputter of indignation. A pair of... excuse me?Well - you know, said Ron shruggi...
Voldemort is playing a very clever game. Declaring himself might have provoked open rebellion. Remaining masked has created confusion, uncertainty, and fear.
The castle grounds were gleaming in the sunlight as though freshly painted; the cloudless sky smiled at itself in the smoothly sparkling lake, the satin-green lawns rippled occasionally in a gentle br...