So that's little Scorpious. Make sure you beat him in every... - J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
"So that's little Scorpious. Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank god you've inherited your mother's brains."
"So that's little Scorpious. Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank god you've inherited your mother's brains."
"It is a curious thing, Harry, but perhaps those who are best suited to power are those who have never sought it. Those who, like you, have leadership thrust upon them, and take up the mantle because they must, and find to their own surprise that they wear it well."
"Merlin’s beard."
"Hello, Minister!"bellowed Percy, sending a neat jinx straight at Thicknesse, who dropped his wand and clawed at the front of his robes, apparently in awful discomfort. "Did I mention I'm resigning?"
"And Death spoke to them —’”“Sorry,” interjected Harry, “but Death spoke to them?”“It’s a fairy tale, Harry!”“Right, sorry. Go on."
"The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well."