They were bullyin' him, Hermione, 'cause he's so small!" said Hagrid. "Small?" said Hermione. "Small?" "Hermione, I couldn't leave him," said Hagrid, tears now trickling down his bruised face into his beard. "See -- he's my brother!

Don't be stupid, it's a flying house!

Wit beyond measure is a man's greatest treasure.

Are you planning to follow a career in Magical Law, Miss Granger?” asked Scrimgeour. “No, I’m not,” retorted Hermione. “I’m hoping to do some good in the world!

I was supposed to be waiting up here when you got back, only your Phoenix lot got in the way...” “Yes, they do that,” said Dumbledore.

You’re not supposed to dislike your own child. You were supposed to like them no matter what, even if they were not what you wanted.

Contemplating the task ahead would not make it easier or the water warmer.