I am a wizard, not a baboon brandishing a stick.
How thick can you get?
How in the name of Merlin's pants have you managed to get your hands on those Horcrux books?
How do you feel, Georgie? whispered Mrs. Weasley.George's fingers groped for the side of his head.Saintlike, he murmured.What's wrong with him? croaked Fred, looking terrified. Is his mind affected?Sa...
Hogwarts isn't actually that pleasant a place when you don't fit in.
His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad,His hair is as dark as a blackboard.I wish he was mine, he's really divine,The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.
Harry: And what if I wave my wand and nothing happens?Ron: Throw it away and punch him on the nose.
Harry...You wonderful boy. You brave, brave man. Let us walk.
Hagrid howled still more loudly. Harry and Hermione looked at Ron to help them.'Er-shall I make a cup of tea?' said Ron.Harry stared at him.'It's what my mum does whenever someone's upset,' Ron mutter...
Ginny! said Mr. Weasley, flabbergasted. Haven't I taught you anything? What have I always told you? Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain?
Ginny came in to visit while you were unconscious, he said, after a long pause, and Harry's imagination zoomed into overdrive, rapidly constructing a scene in which Ginny, weeking over his lifeless fo...
For our Hogwarts is in danger from external, deadly foesAnd we must unite inside her or we'll crumble from within
Fats was starting to think that if you flipped every bit of received wisdom on its head you would have the truth. He wanted to journey through dark labyrinths and wrestle with the strangeness that lur...
Everythin' seems ter happen ter you, doesn' it?
Even if I could, I wouldn't. Scars can come in handy. I have one myself above my left knee that is a perfect map of the London Underground.
Beds empty! No note! Car gone — could have crashed — out of my mind with worry — did you care? — never, as long as I’ve lived — you wait until your father gets home, we never had trouble like this fro...
Bangs and smoke were more often the marks of ineptitude than expertise.
At this precise moment in time, I take no pleasure in being right.
As for the fact that Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle apeared to be going their different ways when they were usually inseparable, these things happened as people got older--Ron and Hermione, Harry reflected...
Are you insane? Of course I want to leave the Dursleys! Have you got a house? When can I move in?