Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!

It is not about striving for immortality, but about accepting mortality.

I am not trying to influence anyone into black magic. That is the very last thing I'd want to do.

Longbottom, if brains were gold, you'd be poorer than Weasley, and that's saying something.

You should write a book," Ron told Hermione as he cut up his potatoes, "translating mad things girls do so boys can understand them.

When the Dark Lord takes over, is he going to care how many O.W.L.s or N.E.W.T.s anyone’s got? Of course he isn’t. . . . It’ll be all about the kind of service he received, the level of devotion he was shown.

Sirius looked slightly disconcerted for a moment, then said, "I'll look for him later, I expect I'll find him upstairs crying his eyes out over my mother's old bloomers or something... Of course, he might have crawled into the airing cupboard and died... But I mustn't get my hopes up.