"Sometimes you remind me a lot of James. He called it my 'furry little problem' in company. Many people were under the impression that I owned a badly behaved rabbit."
"Yes, alive,” said Fudge. “That is — I don’t know — is a man alive if he can’t be killed? I don’t really understand it, and Dumbledore won’t explain properly — but anyway, he’s certainly got a body and is walking and talking and killing, so I suppose, for the purposes of our discussion, yes, he’s alive."
"Do you remember me telling you we are practicing non-verbal spells, Potter?""Yes,"said Harry stiffly."Yes, sir.""There's no need to call me "sir"Professor."The words had escaped him before he knew what he was saying."
"I was supposed to be waiting up here when you got back, only your Phoenix lot got in the way...”“Yes, they do that,” said Dumbledore."
"You could say sorry,"suggested Harry bluntly. "What, and get attacked by another flock of canaries?"muttered Ron."What did you have to imitate her for?""She laughed at my mustache!""So did I, it was the stupidest thing I've ever seen."
"Snape raised his wand and pointed it directly at Dumbledore."Avada Kedavra!"