Harry - you're a great wizard, you know." "I'm not as good as you," said Harry, very embarrassed, as she let go of him. "Me!" said Hermione. "Books! And cleverness! There are more important things - friendship and bravery and - oh Harry - be careful!

Yeah, she shows signs of life if you do this," said Ron, and with his tongue he made soft clip-flopping noises. Umbridge sat bolt upright, looking wildly around.

Ron's indignation on his behalf was worth about a hundred points to him.

I won't say 'never,' but I have no plans to write an eighth book.

Harry, don't go picking a row with Malfoy, don't forget, he's a prefect now, he could make life difficult for you..." "Wow, I wonder what it'd be like to have a difficult life?" said Harry sarcastically.

If you love something - and there are things that I love - you do want more and more and more of it, but that's not the way to produce good work.

In the end, it mattered not that you could not close your mind. It was your heart that saved you.