I don’t mean to be rude—” he began, in a tone that threatened rudeness in every syllable.”Yet, sadly, accidental rudeness occurs alarmingly often,” Dumbledore finished the sentence gravely.

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

Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and, above all those who live without love.

To hurt is as human as to breathe.

No confíes en cosas que tengan la capacidad de pensar pero de las cuales no sepas dónde tienen el cerebro.

Is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me.

Family is a life jacket in the stormy sea of life.

Percy wouldn’t notice a joke if it danced naked in front of him wearing one of Dobby’s hats.

By all means continue destroying my possessions. I daresay I have too many.

Harry and Hermione are very platonic friends. But I won’t answer for anyone else, nudge-nudge wink-wink!

I’m dying!” Malfoy yelled, as the class panicked. “I’m dying, look at me! It’s killed me!

Be ruthless about protecting writing days, i.e., do not cave in to endless requests to have “essential” and “long overdue” meetings on those days. The funny thing is that, although writing has been my actual...

As Ginny and Hermione moved closer to the rest of the family, Harry had a clear view of the bodies lying next to Fred: Remus and Tonks, pale and still and peaceful-looking, apparently asleep beneath...

Destiny is a name often given in retrospect to choices that had dramatic consequences.

By the time she had interpreted Harry’s dreams at the top of her voice (all of which, even the ones that involved eating porridge, apparently foretold a gruesome and early death), he was feeling much...

Grief, it seemed, drove Voldemort out…though Dumbledore, of course, would have said that it was love.

My mother can’t have been magic, or she wouldn’t have died”, said Riddle

Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.

I really feel that we’re not giving children enough credit for distinguishing what’s right and what’s wrong. I, for one, devoured fairy tales as a little girl. I certainly didn’t believe that kissing frogs would...

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...

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 breeze: June had arrived.

There was a brief silence in which the distant echo of Hagrid smashing down a wooden front door seemed to reverberate through the intervening years.

They’re evacuating the younger kids and everyone’s meeting in the Great Hall to get organized. We’re fighting.

Who’s Kreacher?””The house-elf who lives here,” said Ron. “Nutter. Never met one like him.””He is not a nutter,” said Hermione.”His life’s ambition is to have his head cut off and stuck up on a plaque...

Without cunning, there is no innovation. Without ambition, there is no accomplishment.

Ce qu’il voyait dépasser de sa manche ressemblait à un gros gant en caoutchouc, couleur chair. Il essayer de remuer ses doigts, mais rien ne se produisit.Lockhart n’avait pas ressoudé les os. Il les avait...

You think the dead we love ever truly leave us? You think that we don’t recall them more clearly than ever in times of great trouble?

And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her.

There was a clatter as the basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermione’s arms. Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and...

Why were you lurking under our window?””Yes – yes, good point, Petunia! What were you doing under our windows, boy?””Listening to the news,” said Harry in a resigned voice.His aunt and uncle exchanged looks of...

Ooh, you look much tastier than Crabbe and Goyle, Harry” said Hermione, before catching sight of Ron’s raised eyebrows, blushing slightly and saying “oh you know what I mean – Goyle’s Potion looked like bogies.

I thought it sounded a bit like Percy singing… maybe you’ve got to attack him while he’s in the shower, Harry.

The best of us must sometimes eat our words.

Would it hurt to die?

Hogwarts needs you!

Luna had decorated her bedroom ceiling with five beautifully painted faces: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville. They were not moving as the portraits at Hogwarts moved, but there was a certain magic about them...

Children being children, however, the grotesque Hopping Pot had taken hold of their imaginations. The solution was to jettison the pro-Muggle moral but keep the warty cauldron, so by the middle of the sixteenth century...

Kill me then,’ panted Harry, who felt no fear at all, but only rage and contempt. ‘Kill me like you killed him, you coward-‘DON’T-‘ screamed Snape, and his face was suddenly demented, inhuman, as though...

We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided.

It’s all right, Ginny. It’s over. It’s just a memory.

Don’t let Ron see what’s on those Slytherin’s badges,” she whispered urgently.Harry looked questioningly at her, but she shook her head warningly; Ron had just ambled over to them, looking lost and desparate.”Good luck, Ron,”...

It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all – in which case, you fail by default.

—Mm —dijo una vocecita en su oreja—. Difícil Muy difícil. Lleno de valor, lo veo. Tampoco la mente es mala. Hay talento, oh vaya, sí, y una buena disposición para probarse a sí mismo, esto...

You should write a book,” Ron told Hermione as he cut up his potatoes, “translating mad things girls do so boys can understand them.

Okay, I’ve only just found out the final lineup for Slytherin,” said Angelina, consulting a piece of parchment. “Last year’s Beaters, Derrick and Bole, have left now, but it looks as though Montague’s replaced them...

Of course we still want to know you!” Harry said, staring at Hagrid.”You don’t think anything that Skeeter cow – sorry, Professor,” he added quickly, looking at Dumbledore.”I have gone temporarily deaf and haven’t any...

Who was this women?’ asked Harry.’I dunno, some Ministry hag.’Mundungus considered for a moment, brow wrinkled.’Little women. Bow on top of er’ head.’He frowned and then added, ‘Looked like a toad.’Harry dropped his wand.Harry looked...

It is my baby and if I want to bring it out to play again, I will.

It’s real for us

Strange how short-sighted being invisible can make you.