Devil’s Snare, Devil’s Snare . . . what did Professor Sprout say? — it likes the dark and the damp —” “So light a fire!” Harry choked. “Yes — of course — but there’s no wood!” Hermoine cried, wringing her hands. “HAVE YOU GONE MAD?” Ron bellowed. “ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT?

You will find that I will only truly have left this school when none here are loyal to me.

I don't take any responsibility for the lunatic fringes of my own religion.

Harry witnessed Professor McGonagall walking right past Peeves who was determinedly loosening a crystal chandelier and could have sworn he heard her tell the poltergeist out of the corner of her mouth 'It unscrews the other way.

Her son lives. He has her eyes, precisely her eyes. You remember the shape and color of Lily Evans's eyes, I am sure?

Both could feel the relationship crumbling to pieces beneath the weight of everything that Gavin refused to say.

I knew I could do it all this time,” said Harry, “Because I'd already done it... does that make sense?