Scared?” Malfoy muttered, so that Lockhart couldn’t hear him.”You wish.” said Harry out of the corner of his mouth.

Not at all up to your usual standard, Hermione. Only one out of three, I’m afraid. I have not been helping Sirius get into the castle and I certainly don’t want Harry dead. But I won’t deny that I am a werewolf.

I don’t want to stay here overnight,’ said Harry angrily, sitting up and throwing back his covers. ‘I want to find McLaggen and kill him.

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

Snape’in Đksir dersinde kasıtlı olarak karmaşa yaratmak,uyuyan bir ejderhanın gözüne parmak sokmak kadar güvenliydi.

This is the power of myth: that we can experience invisible spiritual realities and truths greater than visible, material things in story form.

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 outrage.”Listening to the news! Again?””Well, it changes every day, you see,” said Harry.

I am not worried, Harry,” said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water. “I am with you.

No, Harry, you listen,” said Hermione. “We’re coming with you. That was decided months ago – years, really.

Directly above them, framed in the doorway from the Brain Room, stood Albus Dumbledore, his wand aloft, his face white and furious. Harry felt a kind of electric charge surge through every particle of his body – they were saved.

Rita looked as though she would have liked nothing better than to seize the paper umbrella sticking out of Hermione’s drink and thrust it up her nose.

Three turns should do it.

There is a room in the Department of Mysteries, that is kept locked at all times. It contains a force that is at once more wonderful and more terrible than death, than human intelligence, than forces of nature. It is also, perhaps, the most mysterious of the many subjects for study that reside there. It...

I will be sharing additional information I’ve been hoarding for years about the world of Harry Potter

Why spiders? Why couldn’t it be ‘follow the butterflies’?

Wow, we’re identical!

I only want power so I can get books.

Personally, I think the “Potter” books have too many adverbs and not enough sex.

Hufflepuffs are particularly good finders!

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 where you tripped over your own feet and knocked the wand out of my hand—

It’s going to be all right, sir,” Harry said over and over again, more worried by Dumbledore’s silence than he had been by his weakened voice. “We’re nearly there … I can Apparate us both back … don’t worry …””I am not worried, Harry,” said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water....

I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for.

Your father is alive in you, Harry, and shows himself most plainly when you need of him. How else could you produce that particular Patronus? Prongs rode again last night.

He was about to go home, about to return to the place where he had had a family. It was in Godric’s Hollow that, but for Voldemort, he would have grown up and spent every school holiday. He could have invited friends to his house. . . . He might even have had brothers and...

Well, no one really knows until they get there, do they, but I know I’ll be in Slytherin, all our family have been — imagine being in Hufflepuff, I think I’d leave, wouldn’t you?

Yeh don’ have ter be ashamed of what yeh are.

It’s leviOsa, not levioSA!

Personal happiness lies in knowing that life is not a checklist of acquisition. Your qualifications are not your life.

Sometimes Harry thought the deepest split in his personality wasn’t anything to do with his dark side; rather it was the divide between the altruistic and forgiving Abstract Reasoning Harry, versus the frustrated and angry Harry In The Moment.

JK Rowling combines the ideas and imagination of an entire Hollywood movie studio with the precise execution of an extremely efficient dictator.

It is our choices…that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.” Albus Dumbledore

I’m very pleased to see you, Harry, dear,” she said.

And then a silver hare, a boar, and a fox soared past Harry, Ron, and Hermione’s heads: The dementors fell back before the creatures’ approach. Three more people had arrived out of the darkness to stand beside them, their wands outstretched, continuing to cast their Patronuses: Luna, Ernie, and Seamus.”That’s right,” said Luna encouragingly, as...

Dumbledore was on his feet again, pale as any of the surrounding Inferi, but taller than any too, the fire dancing in his eyes; his wand was raised like a torch and from its tip emanated the flames, like a vast lasso, encircling them all with warmth.

But if it matters to you, you’ll be able to choose Gryffindor over Slytherin. The Sorting Hat takes your choice into account.””Really?””It did for me,” said Harry.He had never told any of his children that before, and he saw the wonder in Albus’s face when he said it.

I think so,’ said Professor McGonagall dryly, ‘we teachers are rather good at magic, you know.

You weren’t being thick after all — you were showing moral fiber!

Okay,” said Harry, staring at it, “Pear Drop. Er – Licorice Wand. Fizzing Whizbee. Drooble’s Best Blowing Gum. Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans… oh no, he doesn’t like them, does he?… oh just open, can’t you?” He said angrily. “I really need to see him, it’s urgent!” The gargoyle remained immovable. Harry kicked it, achieving...

Der Schmerz, den wir alle über diesen Verlust empfinden, erinnert mich, erinnert uns, daran, dass, obgleich wir von verschiedenen Orten kommen und verschiedene Sprachen sprechen, unsere Herzen gemeinsam schlagen. Im Licht der jüngsten Ereignisse sind die Bande der Freundschaft, die wir geknüpft haben, wichtiger denn je. Beherzigt das. Und Cedric Diggory wird nicht vergeblich gestorben...

— or anyone can read it,” Fred said warningly.[Prisoner of Azkaban, Chapter 10]

Harry Potter isn’t real? Oh no! Wait, wait, what do you mean by real? Is this video blog real? Am I real if you can see me and hear me, but only through the internet? Are you real if I can read your comment but I don’t know who you are or what your name...

An Unbreakable Vow?” said Ron, looking stunned. “Nah, he can’t have…. Are you sure?””Yes I’m sure,” said Harry. “Why, what does it mean?””Well, you can’t break an Unbreakable Vow…””I’d worked that much out for myself, funnily enough.

She picked up the book and then walked back past him into the tent, but as she did so, she brushed the top of his head lightly with her hand. He closed his eyes at her touch, and hated himself for wishing that what she said was true: that Dumbledore had really cared.

Karakarof spat onto the ground at Dumbledore’s feet. In one swift movement, Hagrid seized the front of Karkaroff’s furs, lifted him into the air, and slammed him against a nearby tree.

But Dobby shouted, “You shall not harm Harry Potter! … He got up, face livid, and pulled out his wand, but Dobby raised a long, threatening finger. “You shall go now,” he said fiercely, pointing down at Mr. Malfoy. “You shall not touch Harry Potter. You shall go now.

Ron’s indignation on his behalf was worth about a hundred points to him.

He sounds exactly like Moody,” said Harry quietly, tucking the letter away again inside his robes. “‘Constant vigilance!’ You’d think I walk around with my eyes shut, banging off the walls….

As far as informing the headmaster, Harry had no idea where Dumbledore went during the summer holidays. He amused himself for a moment, picturing Dumbledore, with his long silver beard, full-length wizard’s robes, and pointed hat, stretched out on a beach somewhere, rubbing suntan lotion onto his long crooked nose.

Perhaps you have been looking in the wrong places.

Fred, George, Harry, and Ron were the only ones who knew that the angel on top of the tree was actually a garden gnome that had bitten Fred on the ankle as he pulled up carrots for Christmas dinner. Stupefied, painted gold, stuffed into a miniature tutu and with small wings glued to its back,...