Quotes by J.K. Rowling

You will never truly know yourself, or the strength of your relationships, until both have been tested by adversity.

As for the fact that Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle apeared to be going their different ways when they were usually inseparable, these things happened as people got older--Ron and Hermione, Harry reflected sadly, were living proof.

Dont you understand how Chos feeling at the moment? [Hermione] asked.No, said Ron and Harry together.Hermione sighed and laid down her quill.Well, obviously, shes feeling very sad, because of Cedric dying. Then I expect shes feeling confused because she liked Cedric and now she likes Harry, and she cant work out who she likes best. Then shell be feeling guilty, thinking its an insult to Cedrics memory to be kissing Harry at all, and shell be worrying about what everyone else might say about her if she starts going out with Harry. And she probably cant work out what her feelings toward Harry are anyway, because he was the one who was with Cedric when Cedric died, so thats all very mixed up and painful. Oh, and shes afraid shes going to be thrown off the Ravenclaw Quidditch team because shes been flying so badly.A slightly stunned silence greeted the end of this speech, then Ron said, One person cant feel all that at once, theyd explode.Just because youve got the emotional range of a teaspoon doesnt mean we all have, said Hermione nastily, picking up her her quill again.

A thousand years or more ago,When I was newly sewn,There lived four wizards of renown,Whose name are still well-known:Bold Gryffindor from wild moor,Fair Ravlenclaw from glen,Sweet Hufflepuff from valley broad,Shrewd Slytherin from fen.They share a wish, a hope, a dream,They hatched a daring plan,To educate young sorcerers,Thus Hogwarts school began.Now each of these four foundersFormed their own house, for eachDid value different virtues,In the ones they had to teach.By Gryffindor, the bravest werePrized far beyond the rest;For Ravenclaw, the cleverestWould always be the best;For Hufflepuff, hardworkers wereMost worthy of admission;And power-hungry SlytherinLoved those of great ambition.While still alive they did divideTheir favourates from the throng,Yet how to pick the worthy onesWhen they were dead and gone? Twas Gryffindor who found the way,He whipped me off his headThe founders put some brains in meSo I could choose instead!Now slip me snug around your ears,Ive never yet been wrong,Ill have alook inside your mind And tell where you belong!

And I must draft an advertisement for the Daily Prophet, too, he added thoughtfully. Well be needing a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.... Dear me, we do seem to run through them, dont we?

Can you think what the Mirror of Erised shows us all? Harry shook his head.Let me explain. The happiest man on earth would be able to use the Mirror of Erised like a normal mirror, that is, he would look into it and see himself exactly as he is. Does that help. Harry thought. Then he said slowly, It shows us what we want... whatever we want... Yes and no, said Dumbledore quietly. It shows us nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desire of our hearts. You, who have never known your family, see them standing around you. Ronald Weasley, who has always been overshadowed by his brothers, sees himself standing alone, the best of all of them. However, this mirror will give us neither knowledge or truth. Men have wasted away before it, entranced by what they have seen, or been driven mad, not knowing if what it shows is real or even possible.The Mirror will be moved to a new home tomorrow, Harry, and I ask you not to go looking for it again. If you ever do run across it, you will now be prepared. It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, remember that. Now, why dont you put that admirable cloak back on and get off to bed.

Love as powerful as your mothers for you leaves its own mark. To have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever.

Dont forget to give Neville our love! Ginny told James as she hugge

Draco: Flipendo! ... Keep up, old man.Harry: Were the same age, Draco.Draco: I wear it better.

This is night, Diddykins. Thats what we call it when it goes all dark like this.

Promise me you’ll look after yourself … stay out of trouble …’‘I always do, Mrs Weasley,’ said Harry. ‘I like a quiet life, you know me.

Stop moving! Hermione ordered them. I know what this is - its Devils Snare!Oh, Im so glad we know what its called, thats a great help, snarled Ron, leaning back, trying to stop the plant curling around his neck.

Parents shouldnt leave their kids unless —unless theyve got to.

Fred and George, however, found all this very funny. They went out oftheir way to march ahead of Harry down the corridors, shouting, Make way forthe Heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through ......Percy was deeply disapproving of this behavior.It is not a laughing matter, he said coldly.Oh, get out of the way, Percy, said Fred. Harrys in a hurry.Yeah, hes off to the Chamber of Secrets for a cup of tea with his fangedservant, said George, chortling.Ginny didnt find it amusing either.Oh, dont, she wailed every time Fred asked Harry loudly who he wasplanning to attack next, or when George pretended to ward Harry off with a largeclove of garlic when they met.

When in doubt go the library

Even You-Know-Who cant split himself into seven.

Okay, Ive only just found out the final lineup for Slytherin, said Angelina, consulting a piece of parchment. Last years Beaters, Derrick and Bole, have left now, but it looks as though Montagues replaced them with the usual gorillas, rather than anyone who can fly particularly well. Theyre two blokes called Crabbe and Goyle. I dont know much about them--We do, said Harry and Ron together.Well they dont look bright enough to tell one end of a broom from another, said Angelina, pocketing her parchment, but then I was always surprised Derrick and Bole managed to find their way onto the pitch without signposts.Crabbe and Goyle are in the same mold, Harry assured her.

Merry Christmas, said George. Dont go downstairs for a bit.Why not? said Ron.Mums crying again, said Fred heavily. Percy sent back his Christmas jumper. [I guess thats a sweater, though my jury is still out on it until I get a future confirmation.]Without a not, added George. Hasnt asked how Dad is or visit him [in the hospital] or anything...We tried to comfort her, said Fred, moving around the bed to look at Harrys portrait. Told her Percys nothing but a humongous pile of rat droppings----didnt work, said George, helping himself to a Chocolate Frog. So Lupin took over. Best let him cheer her up before we go down for breakfast, I reckon.

He thought that it was all over, finished, done with. Andrew had never yet had reason to observe the first tiny bubble of fermenting yeast, in which was contained an inevitable, alchemical transformation.

Harry was left to ponder in silence the depths to which girls would sink to get revenge.