Voldemort.. is my past, present and future...
Tom Riddle: Haven't I already told you that killing Mudbloods doesn't matter to me any more? For many months now, my new target has been -- you."
Hermione: Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself.
Harry: Not to be rude or anything, but this isn't a great time for me to have a house elf in my bedroom.
Moaning Myrtle: Oh, Harry? If you die down there, you're welcome to share my toilet.
Tom Marvolo Riddle:Funny, the damage a silly little book can do, especially in the hands of a silly little girl.
Arthur Weasley: Now, Harry you must know all about Muggles, tell me, what exactly is the function of a rubber duck?
Lucius Malfoy: Let's hope that Harry Potter will always be around to save the day.
Harry Potter: Don't worry, I will be.
Mrs. Weasley: Your sons drove that enchanted car of yours to Surrey and back last night.
Arthur Weasley: Did you really? How did it go?
Arthur Weasley: I mean, that was very wrong indeed boys. Very wrong of you.
Ron: Follow the spiders? Follow the spiders?! Why couldn't it be "follow the butterflies"?
Moaning Myrtle: Oh sure, let's all throw books at Myrtle, because she can't feel it! Ten points if it goes through her stomach, fifty if it goes through her head!
Gilderoy Lockhart: Hello. Who are you?
Ron: Ron Weasley.
Gilderoy Lockhart: Really? And, er, who am I?
Ron: Lockhart's Memory Charm backfired. He hasn't got a clue who he is.
Gilderoy Lockhart: It's an odd sort of place, isn't it? Do you live here?
Gilderoy Lockhart: Are you sure?
Ron: My wand. Look at my wand.
Harry: Be thankful it's not your neck.
Draco Malfoy: You see, Weasley, unlike some, my father can afford the best.
Hermione Granger: At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got in on pure talent.
Draco Malfoy: No one asked your opinion you filthy little Mudblood!
Ron: You'll pay for that one Malfoy! Eat slugs!
Colin Creevey: Can you turn him around Harry?
Harry Potter: No Colin! Get out of the way!
Draco Malfoy: Why are you wearing glasses?
Harry: [disguised as Goyle] Uhh... Reading.
Draco Malfoy: Reading? I didn't know you could read.
Hagrid: If, er, anybody was looking for some stuff, then all they have to do is follow the spiders. Yep. That'd lead 'em right. That's all I have to say. Oh, and someone'll need ter feed Fang while I'm away.
Lucius Malfoy: Your scar is legend. As of course, is the wizard who gave it to you.
Harry: Voldemort killed my parents, he was nothing more than a murderer.
Lucius Malfoy: Hmm, you must be very brave to mention his name... or very foolish.
Harry: Never try to save my life again.
Ron: They were starving him, Mum. There were bars on his window.
Mrs. Weasley: You'd best hope I don't put bars on your window, Ronald Weasley.
Draco Malfoy: Scared, Potter?
Harry: You wish.
Prof. Sprout: Oh, Longbottom's been neglecting his earmuffs.
Seamus Finnigan: No, ma'am, he's fainted.
Prof. Sprout: [pauses and sighs] Yes, well, just leave him there.
Hagrid: Better out than in.
Harry: I can't let you out, Hedwig! I'm not allowed to use magic outside of school. Besides, if Uncle Vernon...
Uncle Vernon: Harry Potter!
Harry: Now you've done it.
Hagrid: And I'd just like to say that, if it hadn't been for you, Harry, and Ron, and Hermione of course, I would... I'd still be You-Know-Where. So I'd just like to say: thanks.
Harry: It's not Hogwarts without you, Hagrid.
Tom Marvolo Riddle: Funny, the damage a silly little book can do, especially in the hands of a silly little girl.
Tom Marvolo Riddle: How is it that a baby with no extraordinary magical talent was able to defeat the greatest wizard of all time? How did you escape with nothing but a scar, while Lord Voldemort's powers were destroyed?
Harry: What do you care about Voldemort?
Voldemort was after your time!
Tom Marvolo Riddle: Voldemort is my past, present, and future.
Lucius Malfoy: Let me see; red hair, vacant expressions, tatty second-hand books, you must be the Weasleys.
Ron: Say it, I'm doomed.
Harry: You're doomed.
Draco Malfoy: Famous Harry Potter... Can't even go into a book shop without making the front page.
Draco Malfoy: The last time The Chamber of secrets was opened a Mudblood died. So it's only a matter of time before one of them is killed this time. As for me... I hope it's Granger.
Ron: Dad loves muggles, he thinks they're fascinating.
Hermione: Even in the wizarding world, hearing voices isn't a good sign.
Moaning Myrtle: I'm Moaning Myrtle. I wouldn't expect you to know me. Who would ever want to talk about ugly, miserable, moping, Moaning Myrtle? AHHH.
Hermione: She's a little sensitive.
Harry: You'd better clear out before my bones grow back, or else I might strangle you.
Dobby: Dobby is used to death threats, he gets them five times a day at home.
Harry: It's a snake skin.
Ron: Bloody hell. Whoever shed this must be 60 feet long, or more.
Ron: Heart of a lion, this one.
Draco Malfoy: Training for the ballet, Potter?
Hermione: Look. Hagrid's our friend, why don't we just go and ask him about it?
Ron: Oh, that'd be a cheerful visit. "Ello Hagrid! Tell us, have you been setting anything mad and hairy loose in the castle lately?"
Hagrid: Mad and hairy? Yer wouldn't be talkin' about me, now would ya?
Ron, Hermione, Harry: No.
Lucius Malfoy: Let us hope that Mr. Potter will always be around to save the day.
Harry: Don't worry. I will be.
Filch: Well, I'd take a good look lads. This night might be the last you spend in this castle. Oh dear, we are in trouble.
Hermione: He called me a Mudblood.
Hagrid: He did not.
Harry: Ron, I should tell you, most Muggles aren't exactly accustomed to seeing a flying car.
Harry: I bet Dumbledore saw right through you.
Tom Marvolo Riddle: He certainly kept an annoyingly close watch on me after that!
Harry: Albus Dumbledore is the greatest sorcerer in the world.
Tom Marvolo Riddle: Dumbledore has been driven out of this castle by the mere memory of me.
The Sorting Hat: Bee in your bonnet, Potter?
Harry: I was just wondering, whether you put me into the right house?
The Sorting Hat: Yes, you were particularly difficult to place, but I stand on what I said last year: You would have done well in Slytherin.
Harry: You're wrong.
Harry: But I haven't received any messages, from any of my friends. Not one, all summer.
Dudley Dursley: Who'd want to be friends with you?
Ron: Maybe we could trick them into telling.
Hermione: Even THEY aren't that thick.
Mrs. Weasley: Now don't forget to speak very, very clearly.
Mrs. Weasley: What did he say dear?
Arthur Weasley: Diagonally.
Mrs. Weasley: I thought he did.
Dumbledore: It is not our abilities that show what we truly are... it is our choices.