The long game was ended, the Snitch had been caught, it was time to leave the air...
He didn’t know what he was going to – but it had to be better than what he was leaving behind.
And don’t forget: Elvendork! It’s unisex!
Neville kicked aside the broken fragments of his own wand as they walked slowly toward the door. “My gran’s going do kill be,” said Neville thickly, blood spattering from his nose as he spoke, “dat was by dad’s old wand...
I love you, Hermione,” said Ron.
A lemon drop. They’re a kind of Muggle sweet I’m rather fond of.
Beside him, making scarcely a sound, walked James, Sirius, Lupin, and Lily, and their presence was his courage, and the reason he was able to keep putting one foot in front of the other.
Well – I was lucky once, wasn’t I?” said Harry, pointing at his scar. “I might get lucky again.
It was a shame, but as Ron said, you couldn’t have everything in life...
The hook-nosed teacher looked past Quirrell’s turban straight into Harry’s eyes – and a sharp, hot pain shot across the scar on Harry’s forehead.
I am about to die.
There was a lot more to magic, as Harry quickly found out, than waving your wand and saying a few funny words.
Your qualifications, your CV, are not your life, though you will meet many people of my age and older who confuse the two. Life is difficult, and complicated, and beyond anyone’s control, and the humility to know that will enable you to survive its vicissitudes.
Ultimately, we all have to decide for ourselves what constitutes failure, but the world is quite eager to give you a set of criteria if you let it.
We all know that the people we love are mortal, we all know we’re mortal, we know it’s going to end; you cannot prepare yourself for it.
When you have that last piece of the jigsaw, everything will, I hope, be clear... ” -Albus Dumbledore.
It was the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high.
Now, I don’t want any of you youngsters to worry – you’ll still have your Potions master when I’m through with him, never fear!” “Wouldn’t it be good if they finished each other off?” Ron muttered in Harry’s ear.
My brain surprises even me sometimes.
Prongs rode again last night.