Mischief Managed.
Voldemort himself created his worst enemy, just as tyrants everywhere do! Have you any idea how much tyrants fear the people they oppress? All of them realize that, one day, amongst their many victims, there is sure to be one who rises against them and strikes back!
I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even put a stopper on death.
Lockhart’ll sign anything if it stands still long enough.
You can laugh! But people used to believe there were no such things as the Blibbering Humdinger or the Crumple-Horned Snorkack!
By Gryffindor, the bravest were Prized far beyond the rest; For Ravenclaw, the cleverest Would always be the best; For Hufflepuff, hard workers were Most worthy of admission; And power-hungry Slytherin Loved those of great ambition.
Hearing voices no one else can hear isn’t a good sign, even in the wizarding world.
Hide them all, then. Keep her – them – safe. Please.? And what will you give me in return, Severus?? In – in return? Anything.
Why, dear boy, we don’t send wizards to Azkaban just for blowing up their aunts.
The only way out is through.
Enter, stranger, but take heed Of what awaits the sin of greed, For those who take, but do not earn, Must pay most dearly in their turn. So if you seek beneath our floors A treasure that was never yours, Thief, you have been warned, beware Of finding more than treasure there.
Can I have a look at Uranus too, Lavender?
Well, I can certainly see why we’re trying to keep them alive. Who wouldn’t want pets that can burn, sting, and bite all at once?
We teachers are rather good at magic, you know.
If you made a better rat than a human, it’s not much to boast about, Peter.
What do I care how ’e looks? I am good-looking enough for both of us, I theenk! All these scars show is zat my husband is brave!
I am a wizard, not a baboon brandishing a stick.
I tell you, that dragon’s the most horrible animal I’ve ever met, but the way Hagrid goes on about it, you’d think it was a fluffy little bunny rabbit.
And tears came before he could stop them, boiling hot then instantly freezing on his face, and what was the point in wiping them off? Or pretending? He let them fall.
Yes, it is easy to see that nearly six years of magical education have not been wasted on you, Potter. Ghosts are transparent.