Time is making fools of us again.

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

Let’s see . . . ah, yes, this is nice and cozy.” It was a broom cupboard.

The difficult thing, the glorious thing, was to be who you really were, even if that person was cruel or dangerous, particularly if cruel and dangerous. There was courage in not distinguishing the animal you happened to be. On the other hand, you had to avoid pretending to be more of an animal than you were: take that path, start exaggerating or faking and you became just another Cubby, just as much of a liar, a hypocrite

Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself.

Never," said Hagrid irritably, "try an' get a straight answer out of a centaur. Ruddy stargazers. Not interested in anythin' closer'n the moon.

I don't need a cloak to become invisible.