Parry Otter, the Chosen Boy Who - well - something of that sort.

Time is making fools of us again.

Urgh — essence of Millicent Bulstrode.

I think I'll just go down and have some pudding and wait for it all to turn up - it always does in the end.

I'm not putting them on,” said old Archie in indignation. “I like a healthy breeze 'round my privates, thanks.

We'll be there, Harry," said Ron "What?" "At your Aunt and Uncle's house," said Ron, "And then we'll go with you wherever you're going." "No-" said Harry quickly; he hadn't counted on this, he had meant them to understand that he was undertaking the most dangerous journey alone. "You said it once before," said Hermione quickly, "that there was time to turn back if we wanted to. We've had time, haven't we? We're with you whatever happens.

I know [Umbridge] by reputation and I'm sure she's no Death Eater-" "She's foul enough to be one..." "Yes, but the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters.