Lucius Malfoy: [Beckoning Draco over] Draco! Draco, don't be stupid! Narcissa Malfoy: Draco. Come. Lord Voldemort: [Holding out his arms] Welcome, Draco.
Neville Longbottom: You were right, never better. I feel like I can spit fire.
Argus Filch: [about the Slytherin students] Where exactly will I be leading them to, ma'am? Minerva McGonagall: The dungeons should do.
Lord Voldemort: [after Neville steps forward] Well I thought we'd do a bit better then that! Bellatrix Lestrange: Ha!
Peter Pettigrew: Harry, James wouldn't have wanted me killed! Your dad... your dad would have spared me! He would shown me mercy!
[while hurtling through London in the Knight Bus] Harry: But the Muggles! Can't they see us? Stan Shunpike: Muggles? They don't see nothing, do they? Shrunken Head: No, but if you jab them with a fork, they feel it! [laughs]
Voldemort: Harry! I'd almost forgotten you were here, standing on the bones of my father. I'd introduce you, but rumor has it you're almost as famous as me these days.
Voldemort: [looking at Cedric's body] Awww, tsk, tsk, tsk... [nudges Cedric's face with his foot] Voldemort: Such a handsome boy. Harry: Don't touch him!
Harry: Ron, where are we actually going? Ron: Don't know... [to Arthur] Ron: Hey, Dad! Where are we going? Arthur Weasley: Haven't the foggiest! Keep up!
Rubeus Hagrid: It's changing out there. Just like last time. There's a storm coming, Harry. And we all best be ready when she does.
[after being in the Dark Forest] Harry: I think if he'd had the chance, he might've tried to kill me tonight. Ron: And to think, I've been worrying about my potions final.
[stepping over Neville lying on the floor, whom Hermione has petrified using the "Petrificus Totalus Curse"] Harry: Sorry. Hermione: Sorry. Ron: It's for your own good, you know.
Hermione: Harry? Is that you? Harry: Yeah. Hermione: How are you feeling? Ok? The key is to concentrate. After that, you just have to... Harry: Battle a dragon. Hermione: [gasps and starts hugging Harry. Then a camera flash breaks them apart] Rita Sk...
Sure you can manage that broom, Potter?" said a cold, drawling voice. Draco Malfoy had arrived for a closer look, Crabbe and Goyle right behind him. "Yeah, reckon so," said Harry casually. "Got plenty of special features, hasn't it?" said Malfoy, eye...
I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for.
Don't be stupid, it's a flying house!
Can I have a look at Uranus too, Lavender?
Here lies Dobby, a free elf.
Knocking the shrieking goblins aside like skittles
It was not, after all, so easy to die.
Power was my weakness and my temptation.
