You foul, lying, evil little cockroach!

Poverty is a lot like childbirth - you know it is going to hurt before it happens, but you'll never know how much until you experience it.

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.

Are you insane? Of course I want to leave the Dursleys! Have you got a house? When can I move in?

Right, you've got a crooked sort of cross..." He consulted Unfogging the Future. "That means you're going to have 'trials and suffering' — sorry about that — but there's a thing that could be the sun... hang on... that means 'great happiness'... so you're going to suffer but be very happy..." "You need your Inner Eye tested, if you ask me," said Ron, and they both had to stifle their laughs as Professor Trelawney gazed in their direction.

It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar - a cat reading a map.

Ginny, listen... I can’t be involved with you anymore. We’ve got to stop seeing each other. We can’t be together.” “It’s for some stupid, noble reason, isn’t it?