You said to us once before," said Hermione quietly, "that there was time to turn back if we wanted to. We've had time, haven't we?
Talent and intelligence never yet inoculated anyone against the caprice of the fates.
Dumbledore's man through and through, aren't you Potter?" "Yeah I am," said Harry. "Glad we straightened that out.
Contemplating the task ahead would not make it easier or the water warmer.
Everythin' seems ter happen ter you, doesn' it?
I'm dying!" Malfoy yelled, as the class panicked. "I'm dying, look at me! It's killed me!