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.
Yeah,” said Harry. “No more pretending we care what happens when Jupiter and Uranus get too friendly . . .” “And from now on, I don’t care if my tea leaves spell — I’m just chucking them in the bin where they belong.
Am I about to discover where you, Ron, and Hermione disappeared to while you were supposed to be in the back room of Fred and George's shop?' 'How did you...?' 'Harry, please. You're talking to the man who raised Fred and George.
I knew it! ” “Are we allowed to speak yet?” said Ron grumpily. Hermione ignored him. “Nicolas Flamel,” she whispered dramatically, “is the !” This didn’t have quite the effect she’d expected. “The what?” said Harry and Ron. “O...
Muggles have garden gnomes, too, you know," Harry told Ron as they crossed the lawn. "Yeah, I've seen those things they think are gnomes," said Ron, bent double with his head in a peony bush, "like fat little Santa Clauses with fishing rods...
Lord Voldemort: Where will he be taken, the boy? Severus Snape: To a safe house. Most likely the home of someone in the Order. I've been told he's been given every mannerr of protection possible. Once there, it will be impractical to attack him.
Minerva McGonagall: Why don't you confer with Mr. Finnigan? As I recall, he has a particular proclivity for pyrotechnics. Seamus Finnigan: I can bring it down! Minerva McGonagall: That's the spirit, now away you go.
Ron: [sitting bolt upright in bed] Spiders... the spiders... they want me to tap-dance. And I don't want to tap-dance! Harry: You tell those spiders, Ron. Ron: Yeah, tell them... I'll tell them... [falls straight back asleep]
Ron: Who do you think that is? Hermione: Professor R. J. Lupin. Ron: Do you know everything? [to Harry] Ron: How is it she knows everything? Hermione: [annoyed] It's on his suitcase, Ronald. Ron: Oh.
Fleur Delacour: You saved her even though she wasn't yours to save! My little sister [kisses Harry on the cheeks] Fleur Delacour: Thank you! And you, you helped! Ron: Well, a little... [she kisses Ron on the cheeks]
Seamus Finnigan: [in the grand hall] Harry! I... uh... I wanted to apologize. I know with everything me mam is saying in the Prophet is all very druddle. So, what I'm really trying to say is that... I believe you.
Ron: [mimicking Hermione] "It's Levi-OOOOH-sa not LevioSAR." She's a nightmare, honestly. It's no wonder she hasn't got any friends! [Hermione comes up from behind them and pushes past Ron, in tears] Harry: I think she heard you.
My point is that this Potter business has legs. It will run and run, and we must be utterly mad, as a country, to leave it to the Americans to make money from a great British invention. I appeal to the children of this country and to their Potter-fie...
Harry Potter: What brings you here, sir? Horace Slughorn: [good-naturedly/drunkenly] Oh, the Three Broomsticks and I go way back! Farther back than I care to admit! Ho ho ho... Why I can remember when it was just ONE Broomstick! [Slughorn chuckles an...
Hermione Granger: You've done it, Neville! You've found the Room of Requirement! Ron Weasley: The what? Hermione Granger: It's also known as the Come and Go Room. The Room of Requirement only appears when a person has real need of it, and is always e...
Mr. Arthur Weasley: Harry, there are some within the Ministry who would strongly discourage me from divulging what I'm about to reveal to you, but I think that you need to know the facts. You are in danger. Grave danger. Harry: Has this anything to d...
Ron: [as Harry lays unconcious] Looks a bit peaky, doesn't he? Fred Weasley: Peaky? What'd you expect him to look like? He fell fifty feet. George Weasley: Yeah, c'mon, Ron. We'll walk you off the Astronomy Tower and see how you come out looking. Har...
What's that?" he snarled, staring at the envelope Harry was still clutching in his hand. "If it's another form for me to sign, you've got another -" "It's not," said Harry cheerfully. "It's a letter from my godfather." "Godfather?" sputtered Uncle Ve...
Harry: Professor, why do the dementors affect me so? More than anyone else, I mean? Professor Lupin: Listen, dementors are among the foulest creatures to walk this earth. They feed on every good feeling, every happy memory until a person is left with...
He had grown used to the idea that Dumbledore could solve anything.
Ron's eyebrows rose so high that they were in danger of disappearing into his hair.
