So why in the name of Merlin’s saggy left —” “Don’t talk to your mother like that.

You seem to be drowning twice," said Hermione. "Oh, am I?" said Ron peering down at his predictions. "I'd better change one of them to getting trampled by a rampaging Hippogriff.

It is a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up.

Harry: "And what if I wave my wand and nothing happens?” Ron: “Throw it away and punch him on the nose.

Once again, you show all the sensitivity of a blunt axe.

The consequences of our actions are always so complicated, so diverse, that predicting the future is a very difficult business indeed.

Hello, Harry" said George, beaming at him. "We thought we heard your dulcet tones." "You don't want to bottle up your anger like that, Harry, let it all out," said Fred, also beaming. "There might be a couple of people fifty miles away who didn't hear you.