Scabior: [Hermione walks up] Hello beautiful. [Hermione stops, stares, then backs away] Scabior: Well, don't just hang in there. Snatch 'em!
Ron Weasley: Seems strange, mate. Dumbledore sends you off to find a load of Horcruxes, but doesn't bother to tell you how to destroy them. Doesn't that bother you?
Neville Longbottom: [discussing a battle strategy] Are you really giving us permission to do this? Minerva McGonagall: Yes, Longbottom. Neville Longbottom: Blow it up? Boom? Minerva McGonagall: BOOM!
Hermione Granger: [Disguised as Belltrix Lestrange, addressing a Death Eater] Good morning! Griphook: Good morning? You're Bellatrix Lestrange, not some dewey-eyed schoolgirl!
Neville Longbottom: I'd like to say something... Lord Voldemort: ...I think we'd all be fascinated to hear what you have to say.
Kingsley Shacklebolt: [watching the protective enchantments start to crack] Actually, Dean, better tell Professor McGonagall we may need two or three more wands on this side.
Bellatrix Lestrange: [Try to help Voldemort up] My Lord? My Lord? Lord Voldemort: [Throwing Bellatrix aside] I do not need your help. Bellatrix Lestrange: My Lord!
Professor Lupin: [Harry's turned up to visit him after the battle in the woods] I saw you coming. [points to Marauder's Map] Professor Lupin: I've looked worse, believe me.
Peter McCallister: Hi. Harry: Hi. Are you Mr. McCallister? Peter McCallister: Yeah. Harry: The Mr. McCallister who lives here? Peter McCallister: Yes. Pizza Boy: Oh, good, because somebody owes me $122.50.
Dumbledore: No spell can reawaken the dead, Harry. I trust you know that. Dark and difficult times lie ahead. Soon we must all face the choice between what is right and what is easy.
[Moody takes a drink from his flask] Seamus: What do you suppose he's got there? Harry: I don't know, but I don't think it's pumpkin juice.
Ron: [about Hermione] Why do you think she won't tell us who she's going to the ball with? Harry: 'Cause she knows we'd take the mickey out of her if she did.
Harry: What's with the flower? Hagrid... have you combed your hair? Hagrid: 'S a matter of fact I have. You might want to try the same thing now and again.
Professor Minerva McGonagall: [to Harry, Ron, & Hermione] Why is it, when something happens, it is always you three? Ron Weasley: Believe me, Professor. I've been asking myself the same question for six years.
Harry Potter: [talking to Slughorn] Be brave, Professor. Be brave like my mother... Otherwise, you disgrace her. Otherwise, she died for nothing. Otherwise, the bowl will remain empty... forever.
Horace Slughorn: [showing Harry pictures] I taught the whole Black family, except Sirius, it's a shame. I got Regulus when he came around of course, but I would have liked the set.
Katie Bell: I know you're going to ask me Harry, but I don't know who cursed me. I've been trying to remember, honestly. But I just can't.
Ron Weasley: [he puts his arms around Professor Slughorn thinking he is Romilda Vane] Hello darling fancy a drink? Horace Slughorn: Perhaps you're right Harry.
Sirius Black: I want you to take the others and get out of here. Harry Potter: What? No, I'm staying with you! Sirius Black: You've done beautifully. Now let me take it from here.
Arthur Weasley: This is very, very peculiar. It seems as if your hearing is to be in front of the entire Wizengamot. Harry Potter: I don't understand. What has the Ministry of Magic got against me?
[Hagrid tells Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco to split into pairs and search the Dark Forest] Draco Malfoy: Okay. Then I get Fang! Hagrid: Fine. Just so you know, he's a bloody coward.
