There is no good and evil, there is only power...and those too weak to seek it.
Let us step out into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.
Jealous?... Of what? I don't want a foul scar right across my head, thanks. I don't think getting your head cut open makes you that special, myself.
So young, to be fighting so many.
The Ministry has fallen. The Minister of Magic is dead. They are coming.
There are things worth dying for!
Just because you've got the emotional range of a teaspoon doesn't mean we all have.
You know, Minister, I disagree with Dumbledore on many counts ... but you cannot deny he's got style ...
Just picture coming home and finding the Dark Mark hovering over your house, and knowing what you’re about to find inside....
Don't worry. You're just as sane as I am.
My parents are muggles, mate. They don't know nothing about no deaths at Hogwarts, because I'm not stupid enough to tell them.
The Ministry places a rather higher value on my life than yours, I’m afraid.
Five more points from Gryffindor for being an insufferable know-it-all.
Dear me, what's the use of being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even pay you well for it?
I'm worth twelve of you, Malfoy.
There's talent, oh yes. And a thirst to prove yourself.
Calamity. Disaster. Coming nearer all the time ...
I can make bad things happen to people who are mean to me... I can make them hurt, if I want to...
You look in excellent health to me, Potter, so you will excuse me if I don't let you off homework today. I assure you that if you do die, you need not hand it in.
You dare speak his name with your unworthy lips, you dare besmirch it with your half-blood's tongue.
You may wear that scar like a crown, Potter, but it is not up to a seventeen-year-old boy to tell me how to do my job! It's time you learned some respect!
Hearing voices no one else can hear isn't a good sign, even in the wizarding world.
What's coming will come, and we'll meet it when it does.
Holey? You have the the whole world of ear-related humor before you, you go for holey?
Me dad's a Muggle. Mom didn't tell him she was a witch 'till after they were married. Bit of a nasty shock for him.
Seemed to think I cared more about winning the Cup than I do about you staying alive. Just because I told her I didn't care if it threw you off, as long as you caught the Snitch on
Mad-Eye, you do know that's disgusting don't you?
'The Boy Who Lived' remains a symbol of everything for which we are fighting: the triumph of good, the power of innocence, the need to keep resisting.
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