No one knows why you lost your powers when you attacked me. I don’t know myself. But I know why you couldn’t kill me. Because my mother died to save me. My common Muggle-born mother. She stopped you killing me. And I’ve seen the real you, I saw you last year. You’re a wreck. You’re barely alive. That’s where all your power got you. You’re in hiding. You’re ugly, you’re foul...
You’re the one who is weak. You will never know love or friendship. And I feel sorry for you.
My eyes aren’t glistening with the ghosts of my past!
There’s no need to call me ‘sir,’ Professor.
I won’t blast people out of my way just because they’re there. That’s Voldemort’s job.
That wand’s more trouble than it’s worth. And quite honestly, I’ve had enough trouble for a lifetime.
Time will not slow down when something unpleasant lies ahead.
Hagrid, I think you must have made a mistake. I don’t think I can be a wizard.
What? My – my mom and dad weren’t famous, were they?
I spoke a different language? But — I didn’t realize — how can I speak a language without knowing I can speak it?
I think, it’s time to get my dad’s old cloak out again.
HE KILLED MY MUM AND DAD!
I’m not. Really. I’m not trying to be a hero, but seriously, Sirius Black can’t be worse than Voldemort, can he?
I like a quiet life, you know me.
SHE KILLED SIRIUS! SHE KILLED HIM — I’LL KILL HER!
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