Hedwig, you’re going to have to clear off for a week. Go with Errol. Ron’ll look after you. I’ll write him a note, explaining. And don’t look at me like that, it’s not my fault. It’s the only way I’ll be allowed to visit Hogsmeade with Ron and Hermione.
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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