He never seemed to grasp the immense mutability of human nature, nor to appreciate that behind every nondescript face lay a wild and unique hinterland like his own.

I—I didn't think—" "That," said Professor McGonagall, "is obvious.

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.

Dobby is a free elf, and Dobby has come to save Harry Potter and his friends!

What do I care how 'e looks? I am good-looking enough for both of us, I theenk! All these scars show is zat my husband is brave!

Everythin' seems ter happen ter you, doesn' it?

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