Hagrid, I think you must have made a mistake. I don’t think I can be a wizard.

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.

I’m not. Really. I’m not trying to be a hero, but seriously, Sirius Black can’t be worse than Voldemort, can he?

HE KILLED MY MUM AND DAD!

SHE KILLED SIRIUS! SHE KILLED HIM — I’LL KILL HER!

I like a quiet life, you know me.

Time will not slow down when something unpleasant lies ahead.

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.

What? My – my mom and dad weren’t famous, were they?