So young,” he said finally, “to be fighting so many.
Hermione: You! You foul loathsome evil little cockroach!
Black’s gaunt face broke into the first true smile Harry had seen upon it. The difference it made was startling, as though a person ten years younger were shining through the starved mask; for a moment, he was recognizable as the man who had laughed at Harry’s parents’ wedding.
For the first time in his life, he wanted his wand back in his hand, not to defend himself, but to attack... to kill.
What can you see in mine?” “A load of soggy brown stuff,” said Harry.
How thick would Harry have to be, to go looking for a nutter who wants to kill him?” said Ron shakily.
Famous Harry Potter and all that. I’d hate to see what the Ministry’d do to me if I blew up an aunt. Mind you, they’d have to dig me up first, because Mum would’ve killed me.
I noticed, in my search of the park, that considerable damage seems to have been done to a very valuable Whomping Willow,” Snape went on. “That tree did more damage to us than we – ” Ron blurted out. “Silence!” snapped Snape.
The habit of secrecy was very strong in her these days.
Many years before, she had read, and recognized as true, the words of W. B. Yeats: ‘A Pity beyond all telling is hit at the heart of love’. She had smiled over the poem, and stroked the page, because she had known both that she loved Colin, and that compassion formed a huge part of her love.
Utiliza el nombre correcto para las cosas. El miedo a un nombre aumenta el miedo a la cosa que se nombra.
Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus.
You sort of start thinking anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve.
Professor McGonagall had a way of making him feel he must have done something wrong.
Poor Crookshanks, that witch said he’d been in there for ages; no one wanted him.” “I wonder why,” said Ron sarcastically as they set off toward the Leaky Cauldron.
Can you believe our luck?” said Ron miserably, bending down to pick up Scabbers. “Of all the trees we could’ve hit, we had to get one that hits back.
They reached their familiar, circular dormitory with its five four-poster beds, and Harry, looking around, felt he was home at last.
Wordlessly, Kay stroked his arm, reflecting that she had never been able to afford to go to pieces.
He was born with a weakness he didn’t know about.
La grandeza inspira envidia, la envidia engendra rencor, el rencor produce mentiras.