Friday was an important day for Harry and Ron. They finally managed to find their way down to the Great Hall without getting lost once.

You think the dead we love ever truly leave us? You think that we don't recall them more clearly than ever in times of great trouble?

Yeah,” said Ron, “and lucky Harry doesn’t lose his head in a crisis — ‘there’s no wood,’ honestly.

There you go, Harry!” Ron shouted over the noise. “You weren’t being thick after all — you were showing moral fiber!

I'm going to keep going until I succeed — or die. Don't think I don't know how this might end. I've known it for years.

Wild!" Ron said, twiddling the replay knob on the side. "I can make that old bloke down there pick his nose again... and again... and again...

I've never stunned anyone except in our D.A. lessons," said Luna, sounding mildly interested. "That was noisier than I thought it would be.

This is the power of myth: that we can experience invisible spiritual realities and truths greater than visible, material things in story form.

There are plenty of eyewitness accounts, just because you're so narrow-minded you need to have everything shoved under your nose before you-

JK Rowling combines the ideas and imagination of an entire Hollywood movie studio with the precise execution of an extremely efficient dictator.

Hay que tener un gran valor para enfrentarse a nuestros enemigos, pero se necesita aún más valor para enfrentarse a nuestros amigos.

He hurried to car and set off home, hoping he was imagining things, which he had never hoped before, because he didn't approve of imagination.

Because, sometimes you've got to think about more than your own safety! Sometimes you've got to think about the greater good! This is war!

Amazing, how much more difficult it was to extend his arm twelve inches and touch her hand than it was to snatch a speeding Snitch from midair ...

I don't want to stay here overnight,' said Harry angrily, sitting up and throwing back his covers. 'I want to find McLaggen and kill him.