You Don’t Understand — There Are Things

Vot Is The Point Of Being An International Quidditch Player If All The Good-looking Girls Are Taken?

And All Along The Corridor The Statues And Suits Of Armor Jumped Down From Their Plinths, And From The Echoing Crashes From The Floors Above And Below, Harry Knew That Their Fellows Throughout The Castle Had Done The Same.

I Say There Are Spots That Don't Come Off.... Spots That Never Come Off, D'you Know What I Mean?

Nasty Temper He's Got, That Sirius Black.

Get Up, You Useless Lump, Get Up!