So,” sneered Fudge, recovering himself, “you intend to take on Dawlish, Shacklebolt, Dolores, and myself single-handed, do you, Dumbledore?” “Merlin’s beard, no,” said Dumbledore, smiling. “Not unless you are foolish enough to force me to.” “He will not be single-handed!” said Professor McGonagall loudly, plunging her hand inside her robes. “Oh yes he will, Minerva!” said Dumbledore sharply. “Hogwarts needs you!

This group had a kind of dark glamour within the castle. They were a motley collection; a mixture of the weak seeking protection, the ambitious seeking some shared glory, and the thuggish gravitating toward a leader who could show them more refined forms of cruelty.

You sometimes have to join forces with those you'd rather avoid.

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

Sometimes you have to stop trying to force it, walk away and let your subconscious show you the way. Fill up on life for a while.

I don't need a cloak to become invisible.

I've never managed to keep a journal longer than two weeks.