That wand’s more trouble than it’s worth,” said Harry. “And quite honestly,” he turned away from the painted portraits, thinking now only of the four-poster bed lying waiting for him in Gryffindor Tower, and wondering whether Kreacher might bring him a sandwich there, “I’ve had enough trouble for a lifetime.

Oh, he knows how to play, little bitty baby Potter.

Wit beyond measure is a man's greatest treasure.

Once again I must ask too much of you, Harry.

Why would I go looking for someone I know wants to kill me?

Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?” "...I think the answer is that a circle has no beginning." "Well reasoned.

That's chess!" snapped Ron. "You've got to make some sacrifices!