"They heard the click of the mail slot and flop of letters on the doormat. "Get the mail, Dudley,"said Uncle Vernon from behind his paper. "Make Harry get it.""Get the mail, Harry.""Make Dudley get it.""Poke him with your Smelting stick, Dudley."
"There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them."
"What happened down in the dungeons between you and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret, so, naturally the whole school knows."
"There is no good and evil, there is only power and those too weak to seek it."
"It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends."
"Fred, you next,"the plump woman said. "I'm not Fred, I'm George,"said the boy. "Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother? Can't you tell I'm George?""Sorry, George, dear.""Only joking, I am Fred,"said the boy and off he went."