Top 150 Quotes From Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

Sirius: It's been 14 years, and still not a day goes by that I don't miss your dad.

- I'll likely be getting the sack any day now.
- And I just couldn't leave without telling someone about him.
- Grawpy.
- Down here, you great buffoon.
- Grawpy.
- Brought you some company.

- Dudley.
- Dudley, let's go.
- Come on.
- Come on, Dudley, let's go.
- What's going on?
- What are you doing?
- I'm not doing anything.
- We're getting out of here, Dudley.
- Come on, Dudley, hurry up.

Sybil: 16 years I've lived and taught here! Hogwarts is my home! You can't do this!
Dolores: Actually, I can.
[McGonagall arrives and tries to comfort Trelawney]
Dolores: Something you'd like to say, dear?
Minerva: Oh, there are several things I would like to say!
[Dumbledore arrives]
Albus: Professor McGonagall, might I ask you to escort Sybil back inside?
Minerva: Sybil, dear, this way.
Sybil: [shakes Dumbledore's hand] Oh, thank you! Thank you!
Dolores: Dumbledore, may I remind you that under the terms of Educational Decree #23, as enacted by the Minister...
Albus: You have the right to dismiss my teachers. You do not, however, have the authority to banish them from the grounds. That power remains with the headmaster.
Dolores: For now.

- He's not very well.
- Sorry, Hedwig.

Sirius: If anyone's got a right to know it's Harry. If it wasn't for him we wouldn't even know Voldemort was back! He's not a child, Molly!
Molly: He's not an adult either! He's not James, Sirius.
Sirius: He's not your son.
Molly: He's as good as! Who else as he got?
Sirius: He's got me!

- And it's always equipped for the seeker's needs.
- So say you really needed the toilet...
- Charming, Ronald.
- But, yes, that is the general idea.
- It's brilliant.
- It's like Hogwarts wants us to fight back.

- Straight upstairs, first door on the left.
- Yeah.
- Mudblood, werewolves, traitors, thieves.
- If my poor mistress knew the scum they let into her house...
- ...what would she say to old Kreacher?
- Oh, the shame.

Albus: [Dumbledore has arrived at Harry's trial, which was moved up] Witness for the defense, Albus Percival Wulfric... Brian... Dumbledore.
Cornelius: Oh! Albus... I see you got our notice about the time change of the hearing...
Albus: I must have missed it; but by a happy mistake, I arrived at the Ministry three hours early.

- So maybe it's just better to...
- To what?
- To go it alone.
- Hagrid.
- Any idea where he's taking us?
- Hagrid, why can't you just tell us?

Harry: How come you're not at the feast?
Luna: I've lost all my possessions. Apparently people have been hiding them.
Harry: That's awful!
Luna: Oh, it's all good fun. But as this is the last night, I really do need them back.
Harry: Do you want any help finding them?
Luna: I'm sorry about your godfather, Harry.
[clasps his hand comfortingly]
Harry: Are you sure you don't want any help looking?
Luna: That's all right. Anyway, my mum always said things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end.
[they look up and see a pair of her shoes hanging from the ceiling arch]
Luna: If not always in the way we expect.

Harry: This connection between me and Voldemort... what if the reason for it is that I am becoming more like him? I just feel so angry, all the time. What if after everything that I've been through, something's gone wrong inside me? What if I'm becoming bad?
Sirius: I want you to listen to me very carefully, Harry. You're not a bad person. You're a very good person, who bad things have happened to. Besides, the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters. We've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are.

- I'm here for you, mate.
- Who's supposed to be meeting us, then?
- Just a couple of people.
- Lovely spot.
- Thought it would be safer some off the beaten track.
- Matey, come back here.

- So just keep practicing on your own as best you can.
- And well done, everyone.
- Great, great work.
- Well done, mate.
- Thanks.
- See you after Christmas.

Hermione: He really is out there, isn't he? We've got to be able to defend ourselves. And if Umbridge refuses to teach us how, we need someone who will.

Fred: You know, George, I've always felt out futures lay outside the world of academic achievement.
George: Fred, I've been thinking exactly the same thing.

- ...to get you through your examinations...
- ...which, after all, is what school is all about.
- And how's theory supposed to prepare us for what's out there?
- There is nothing out there, dear.
- Who do you imagine wants to attack children like yourself?
- I don't know. Maybe Lord Voldemort.

- Levicorpus.
- Petrificus Totalus.
- Well done, Neville.
- Stupefy.
- Stupefy.
- Stupefy.

- You've got to mean it, Harry.
- She killed him.
- She deserves it.
- You know the spell, Harry.

- It's changing out there.
- Just like last time.
- There's a storm coming, Harry.
- We'd all best be ready when she does.

- Now, listen to me.
- I want you to take the others and get out of here.
- What? No, I'm staying with you.
- You've done beautifully.
- Now, let me take it from here.
- Black.

- ...is starting to sack her mum from the Ministry...
- ...and frightened of failing her OWLs...
- ...because she's so busy worrying about everything else.
- One person couldn't feel all that.
- They'd explode.
- Just because you've got the emotional range of a teaspoon...

Harry: [to the D.A. members] Working hard is important, but there's something that matters even more. Believing in yourself. Think of it this way: Every great wizard in history has started out as nothing more than we are now. Students. If they can do it, why not us?

Harry: This is mad. Who'd want to be taught by me? I'm a nutter, remember?
Ron: Look on the bright side. You can't be any worse than old toad face.
Harry: Thanks, Ron.
Ron: I'm here for you, mate.

- One teensy little prophecy?
- Pity.
- No, wait. Wait, no.
- I think I do see something.
- Yes, I do. Something dark.
- You are in grave danger.
- Lovely.

- You're a fool, Harry Potter.
- And you will lose...
- ...everything.
- He's back.

- Better enjoy it while you can.
- I expect there's a cell in Azkaban with your name on it.
- What'd I tell you? Complete nutter.
- Just stay away from me!
- It's only Malfoy.
- What'd you expect?

- I warn you, under the law, as creatures of near-human intelligence...
- Protego.
- How dare you?
- Filthy half-breed.
- Incarcerous.

- Don't you dare talk about my mother like that.
- I'll have a go at anyone that calls me a liar.
- What's going on?
- He's mad, is what's going on.
- Do you believe the rubbish he's come out with about You-Know-Who?
- Yeah. I do.
- Has anyone else got a problem with Harry?

- In the matter of Harry Potter, the law clearly states...
- ...that magic may be used before Muggles in life-threatening situations.
- Laws can be changed if necessary, Dumbledore.
- Clearly. Has it become practice to hold a full criminal trial...
- ...to deal with a simple matter of underage magic?

- Your lessons are at an end.
- I...
- Get out.

- I...
- I wanted to apologize.
- Now even me mum says "The Prophet's" version of things don't add up.
- So, what I'm really trying to say is that...
- ...I believe you.
- Neville?

- Really?
- Harry. Harry.
- Hagrid's back.
- I'm sorry.

Harry: Are you all right? I heard Umbridge gave you a rough time the other day.
Cho: Yeah, I'm OK. Anyway, it's worth it. It's just... learning all this makes me wonder, if he'd known it...
Harry: Cedric *did* know this stuff. He was really good. It's just, Voldemort was better.
Cho: You're a really good teacher, Harry. I've never been able to stun anything before.
[Cho and Harry look up]
Cho: Mistletoe.
Harry: Probably full of Nargles, though.
Cho: What are Nargles?
Harry: I've no idea.
[they kiss]

- Bring it over here. Over here.
- Oh, go on, Seamus. Go on, get it.

- Don't give it to him, Harry.
- Get away from my godson.

Harry: First we've got to find a place to practice where Umbridge won't find out.
Ginny: The Shrieking Shack?
Harry: It's too small.
Hermione: The Forbidden Forest?
Ron: Not bloody likely!
Ginny: Harry, what happens if Umbridge does find out?
Hermione: Who cares? I mean, it's sort of exciting, isn't it, breaking the rules.
Ron: Who are you and what have you done with Hermione Granger?
Hermione: Anyway, at least we know one positive thing that came from today.
Harry: What's that?
Hermione: Cho couldn't take her eyes off you, could she?

- ...makes me wonder whether, if he'd known it...
- Cedric... Cedric did know this stuff.
- He was really good.
- It's just Voldemort was better.
- You're a really good teacher, Harry.
- I've never been able to stun anything before.

- Padfoot.
- Are you barking mad?
- You'll blow the entire operation.

- For now.
- Don't you all have studying to do?
- Professor.
- Professor?
- Professor Dumbledore. Professor!
- Professor Dumbledore.

- All the answers are there,
- Potter, in your hand.
- All you have to do...
- ...is give it to me.
- Then I can show you everything.

- I'll make short work of this.
- Bombarda Maxima.

Severus: How touchingly paternal, Black. Perhaps Potter will grow up to be a felon, just like his godfather!

- One Sickle.
- You're on.
- Stupefy.
- Thank you.
- Shut up.
- I let her do that.
- It's good manners, isn't it?
- It was completely intentional.

- Would you like a cup of tea?
- Now, focus on a fixed point and try again.
- Expelliarmus.
- Very good. Keep your concentration.
- Great.
- A little higher.

- ...that children stood a chance...
- ...against us?
- I'll make this simple for you, Potter.
- Give me the prophecy now...
- ...or watch your friends...
- ...die.

- Hermione, he's the only family
- I've got left.
- What do we do?
- We'll have to use the Floo Network.
- Umbridge has the chimneys under surveillance.
- Not all of them.
- Alohomora.

- You all right?
- Fine.
- Seamus was bang out of order, mate.
- But he'll come through, you'll see.
- I said, I'm fine, Ron.
- Right.
- I'll just leave you to your thoughts, then.

- Department of Mysteries.
- This is it.

Kreacher: [to Harry] Nasty brat standing there as bold as brass. Harry Potter, the boy who stopped the Dark Lord. Friend of Mudbloods and blood-traitors alike. If my poor mistress only knew...
Sirius: Kreacher! That's enough of your bile. Away with you!
Kreacher: [smiles] Of course Master. Kreacher lives to serve the noble house of Black.

- Harry.
- You are hereby expelled.
- Before the entire Wizengamot.
- Trains. Underground.
- Ingenious, these Muggles.

Cornelius: Dawlish, Shacklebolt, you will escort Dumbledore to Azkaban to await trial for conspiracy.
Albus: Ah, I thought we might hit this little snag. You seem to be laboring under the delusion that I am going to - what is the phrase? - come quietly.
[He summons Fawkes and disappears in blaze of fire]
Kingsley: [looking at Fudge] You may not like him, Minister, but you can't deny: Dumbledore's got style.

- I killed Sirius Black.
- Are you coming to get me?
- Crucio.

Severus: You're just like your father. Lazy, arrogant...
Harry: Don't say a word against my father!
Severus: Weak.
Harry: I'm not weak!
Severus: Then prove it! Control your emotions! Discipline your mind!

- No. That's enough.
- He's just a boy.
- You say much more and you might as well...
- ...induct him into the Order straight away.
- Good. I want to join.
- If Voldemort's raising an army, then I want to fight.

- Well, you may not like him, Minister...
- ...but you can't deny,
- Dumbledore has got style.

- Come on, around the corner.
- Come on.

- You've been in this post how long, exactly?
- You applied first for the Defense
- Against the Dark Arts post, is that correct?
- Yes.
- But you were unsuccessful?
- Obviously.

- That's right.
- Because you know, deep down, you deserve to be punished.
- Don't you, Mr. Potter?
- Go on.

- I will attempt to penetrate your mind.
- You will attempt to resist.
- Prepare yourself.
- Legilimens.
- Concentrate, Potter.
- Focus.

- I need that prophecy.
- You'll have to kill me.
- I will.
- But first, you will fetch it for me.
- Crucio.
- Crucio.

- So weak.
- It was foolish of you to come here tonight, Tom.
- The Aurors are on their way.
- By which time I shall be gone.
- And you...
- ...shall be dead.

- Harry.
- Voldemort may be after something.
- Something he didn't have last time.
- Harry.
- Harry.

Neville: Fourteen years ago, a Death Eater named Bellatrix Lestrange used the Crutiatus Curse on my parents. She tortured them for information, but they never gave in. I'm quite proud to be their son. But I'm not sure I'm ready for everyone to know just yet.
Harry: We're going to make them proud, Neville. That's a promise.

Dolores: Your previous instruction in this subject has been disturbingly uneven. But you will be pleased to know from now on, you will be following a carefully structured, Ministry-approved course of defensive magic.
[Hermoine raises her hand]
Dolores: Yes?
Hermione: There's nothing in here about using defensive spells.
Dolores: Using spells? Ha ha! Well I can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom.
Ron: We're not gonna use magic?
Dolores: You will be learning about defensive spells in a secure, risk-free way.
Harry: Well, what use is that? If we're gonna be attacked, it won't be risk-free.
Dolores: Students will raise their hands when they speak in my class.
[pauses]
Dolores: It is the view of the Ministry that a theoretical knowledge will be sufficient to get you through your examinations, which after all, is what school is all about.
Harry: And how's theory supposed to prepare us for what's out there?
Dolores: There is nothing out there, dear! Who do you imagine would want to attack children like yourself?
Harry: [sarcastically] Oh, I don't know. Maybe Lord Voldemort!
[there is a brief silence]
Dolores: Now let me make this quite plain. You have been told that a certain dark wizard is at large once again. This... is... a... lie.
Harry: It's not a lie! I saw him! I fought him!
Dolores: DETENTION, Mr. Potter!
Harry: So according to you, Cedric Diggory dropped dead OF HIS OWN ACCORD.
Dolores: Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accident.
Harry: [angrily] It was murder! Voldemort killed him! You must know!
Dolores: ENOUGH! Enough. See me later, Mr. Potter, in my office.
[giggles]

- Boys and girls are not permitted to be within 8 inches of each other.
- Those wishing to join...
- ...the Inquisitorial Squad for extra credit...
- Students will be submitted to questioning about suspected illicit activities.
- Any student in non-compliance will be expelled.

- Yeah. Bit of fresh air, you know.
- Oh, yes.
- As gamekeeper, fresh air must be difficult to come by.
- If I were you,
- I shouldn't get too used to being back.
- In fact, I might not bother unpacking at all.

- Terrible day yesterday.
- Lost a lot of Galleons trading on the potions market.
- "Daily Prophet", ladies and gentlemen.
- Anybody for "Daily Prophet"?
- Dumbledore.
- Is he daft, or is he dangerous?

- You will please copy the approved text four times...
- ...to ensure maximum retention.
- There will be no need to talk.
- No need to think's more like it.
- Expelliarmus.
- Wands away.

Hermione: How'd you get away?
Ginny: Puking Pastilles. It wasn't pretty.
Ron: Told them I was hungry and wanted some sweets. Of course, they told me to bugger off and ate the lot themselves.
Hermione: [shocked] That was clever, Ron!
Ron: It's been known to happen.

- What is it?
- What's what?
- That.
- Pulling the carriage.
- Nothing's pulling the carriage, Harry.
- It's pulling itself, like always.

- Have a great Christmas, Luna.
- We've been thinking, Harry.
- We could always slip Umbridge some Puking Pastilles into her tea.
- Or Fever Fudge.
- They give you these massive, pus-filled boils...
- Sounds great, guys.
- Would you excuse me?

Bellatrix: Neville Longbottom, isn't it? How's mum and dad?
Neville: Better, now they're about to be avenged!
Lucius: Let's just everybody, calm down... shall we?

Sirius: We think Voldemort wants to build up his army again.
[everyone turns to look at Sirius]
Sirius: Fourteen years ago he had huge numbers at his command, not just witches and wizards but all manner of dark creatures. He has been recruiting heavily and we have been attempting to do the same. But gathering followers isn't all he's interested in...
[Moody coughs loudly from the corner]
Sirius: We believe Voldemort may be after something...
Alastor: Sirius!
Sirius: Something he didn't have last time.
Harry: You mean, like a weapon?
[Sirius opens his mouth to speak]
Molly: No! That's enough! He's just a boy, you say much more and you might as well induct him into the Order straight away.
Harry: Good! I want to join! If Voldemort's raising an army, then I want to fight!

Ron: Don't worry, I'll go easy on you.
Hermione: [sarcastically] Thanks, Ronald.

- We strongly suspect...
- ...that the breakout was engineered...
- ...by a man with personal experience in escaping from Azkaban, notorious mass murderer...
- ...Sirius Black.
- Cousin of escapee Bellatrix Lestrange.

Harry: My father was a great man!
Severus: Your father was a SWINE. Legillimens!
Harry: Protego!

- There aren't any voices, Harry.
- Let's get out of here.
- I hear them too.
- Harry, it's just an empty archway.
- Please, Harry.
- Get behind me.

- did you expect him to let you go wandering on your own?
- Good Lord, boy.
- They told me you were intelligent.
- Now, get inside and stay there.
- Expect someone will be in touch soon.
- Whatever happens, don't leave the house.

- He gets his own food and all.
- It's company he'll be needing when I'm gone.
- You will look after him, won't you?
- I'm the only family he's got.

- Voldemort is on the move.
- Well, what can we do?
- Someone's coming.
- I'm sorry I can't be of more help.
- But for now, at least, it looks like you're on your own.

- Dumbledore's secret weapon.
- How much further?
- Not far.
- It had to be somewhere students wouldn't find it accidentally.
- What are you doing?
- Improvising.

Severus: [watches a touching memory between Harry and Sirius] I may vomit.

Dolores: Wands away. There will be no need to talk.
Hermione: [sotto] No need to think is more like it.

- Are you sure you don't want any help looking?
- That's all right.
- Anyway, my mum always said...
- ...the things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end.
- If not always in the way we expect.
- Think I'll just go have some pudding.

- ...is not like school.
- In school, if you make a mistake, you can just try again tomorrow.
- But out there...
- ...when you're a second away from being murdered...
- ...or watching a friend die right before your eyes...
- You don't know what that's like.

- I've waited 14 years.
- I know.
- I guess I can wait a little longer.
- Now. Stupefy.
- Stupefy.

- Hey!
- Here you go.
- Ready when you are.

- So focus, Luna.
- Think of the happiest thing you can.
- Expecto Patronum.
- I'm trying.
- I know. It's good.
- This is really advanced stuff, guys.
- You're doing so well.
- Expecto Patronum.

- But I suppose that's how he wants you to feel.
- What do you mean?
- Well, if I were You-Know-Who,
- I'd want you to feel cut off from everyone else...
- ...because if it's just you alone, you're not as much of a threat.

- The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches.
- And the Dark Lord shall mark him as his equal...
- ...but he shall have power the Dark Lord knows not.
- For neither can live while the other survives.
- Harry.

- Hi, guys.
- Hey, Neville.
- Hey there, Neville.

Lucius: [walking with Bellatrix slowly up to Harry] Haven't you always wondered what was the reason for the connection between you and the Dark Lord. Why he was unable to kill you when you were just an infant. Don't you want to know the secret, of your scar. All of the answers are there, Potter, in your hand. All you have to do is give it to me, I can show you everything.
[all of the death eaters start closing in around them]
Harry: I've waited fourteen years...
Lucius: I know.
Harry: Think I can wait a little longer. NOW!
Harry: STUPEFY!

- Cho. What's going on?
- It's Professor Trelawney.

[Ron takes a huge bite out of a sausage]
Hermione: [disgusted] Do you ever stop eating?
Ron: What? I'm hungry.

- You can't do this.
- Actually, I can.
- Minerva, I'm...
- Something you'd like to say, dear?
- There are several things
- I would like to say.
- There...

Sirius: Get away from my Godson!
[punches Mr. Malfoy in the face]

- ...but I've got you into enough trouble as it is.
- Dumbledore's Army's supposed to be about doing something real.
- Or was that all just words to you?
- Maybe you don't have to do this all by yourself, mate.
- So how are we going to get to London?
- We fly, of course.

- And by extension, the minister himself.
- I am a tolerant woman...
- ...but the one thing
- I will not stand for is disloyalty.
- Disloyalty.
- Things at Hogwarts are far worse than I feared.
- Cornelius will want to take immediate action.

- It's a charm, actually.
- Keeps away the Nargles.
- Hungry.
- I hope there's pudding.
- What's a Nargle?
- No idea.

Hermione: You've done it, Neville! You've found the Room of Requirement!
Ron: The what?
Hermione: It's also known as the Come and Go Room. The Room of Requirement only appears when a person has real need of it, and is always equipped with the seeker's needs.
Ron: So, say you really needed a toilet...
Hermione: Charming, Ronald. But yes, that is the general idea.
Harry: It's brilliant! It's like Hogwarts wants us to fight back!

- Stupefy.
- Expelliarmus.
- Expelliarmus.
- Expelliarmus.
- Reducto.

- You've finally driven him loopy.
- Vernon, don't say that.
- Well, just look at him, Petunia.
- Our boy has gone yumpy.
- I've reached my limit, do you hear?
- This is the last I'm gonna take of you and your nonsense.

- Don't worry, Harry.
- We'll explain everything when we get back to headquarters.
- Not here, Nymphadora.
- Don't call me Nymphadora.
- Stay in formation, everyone.
- Don't break ranks if one of us is killed.

Harry: [while being possessed by Voldemort] You... you've lost, old man!
Albus: Harry.
Lord: So weak! So vulnerable! Look at me!
Albus: Harry, it isn't how you are alike. It's how you are not.
[pause]
Albus: Harry.
[as Harry sees his friends enter the Atrium, he remembers the happy times he spent with them]
Harry: [to Voldemort] You're the weak one. And you'll never know love, or friendship. And I feel sorry for you.
[Voldemort is forced out of Harry's body]
Lord: You're a fool, Harry Potter, and you will lose everything!
[the Aurors arrive at the scene. Voldemort quickly apparates away. But Fudge has a look of shock on his face]
Cornelius: He's back!

Albus: [after Sirius' death] I know how you feel, Harry.
Harry: No you don't.
[pause]
Harry: It's my fault.
Albus: No, the fault is mine. I knew it was only a matter of time before Voldemort made the connection between you. I thought by distancing myself from you, as I have done all year, he'd be less tempted and therefore you might be more protected.
Harry: The prophecy said neither one can live while the other one survives. It means one of us is going to have to kill the other, in the end.
Albus: Yes.
Harry: Why didn't you tell me?
Albus: For the same reason you tried to save Sirius. For the same reason your friends saved you. After all these years, after all you've suffered, I didn't want to cause you any more pain. I cared too much about you.

[referring to Ron's Christmas jumper]
Hermione: I can't understand why you don't want to wear it, Ronald.
Ron: Cause I'll look like a bloody idiot, that's why.
Hermione: No more than usual.

- Those in favor of conviction?
- Those in favor of clearing the accused of all charges?

- Did they?
- I gave them Dumbledore's message.
- Suppose some of them remember he was friendly to them.
- I suppose.
- And they did this to you?
- Not exactly, no.
- Go on, you have it, then, you dozy dog.

- You're right, Harry, we don't.
- That's why we need your help.
- Because if we're going to have any chance at beating...
- ...Voldemort...
- He's really back.

- You're the weak one...
- ...and you'll never know love...
- ...or friendship.
- And I feel sorry for you.

- Please. Please stop it. Please.
- Now, enough.
- I will have order.

Dolores: Pardon me, Professor, but what exactly are you insinuating?
Minerva: I am merely requesting that when it comes to my students you conform to the prescribed disciplinary practices.
Dolores: So silly of me, but it sounds as if you're questioning my authority in my own classroom, Minerva.
Minerva: Not at all, Dolores, merely your medieval methods.
Dolores: I am sorry, dear, but to question my practices is to question the Ministry, and by extension, the Minister himself. I am a tolerant woman, but the one thing I will not stand for is disloyalty.
Minerva: Disloyalty?
Dolores: Things at Hogwarts are far worse than I feared. Cornelius will want to take immediate action.

- Here we are.
- I've never used the visitors' entrance before.
- Should be fun.
- Right. Good.
- I'll just get my Muggle money.

Neville: So how are we going to get to London?
Harry: Look, it's not that I don't appreciate everything you've done, all of you, but - but I've got you into enough trouble as it is.
[walks past everyone]
Neville: Dumbledore's Army's supposed to be about doing something real.
[Harry stops turns around to face them]
Neville: Or was all that just words to you?
Ron: ...Maybe you don't have to do this all by yourself, mate.
Harry: ...So how are we going to get to London?
Luna: We fly, of course.

Hermione: Um... Hi! You all know why we're here. We need a teacher. A proper teacher. One who's had real experience defending themselves against the Dark Arts.
Zacharias: Why?
Ron: Why. Because You-Know-Who's back, you tosspot.
Zacharias: [nods toward Harry] So he says.
Hermione: So Dumbledore says.
Zacharias: So Dumbledore says because he says! The point is, where's the proof?
Slightly: If Potter could tell us more about how Diggory got killed...
Harry: I'm not going to talk about Cedric, so if that's why you're here you might as well clear out now.
[aside to Hermione]
Harry: C'mon, Hermione, let's go. They're just here because they think I'm some sort of freak.
Hermione: Harry, wait!
Luna: Is it true you can produce a Patronus charm?
Hermione: Yes. I've seen it.
Dean: Blimey, Harry! I didn't know you could do that!
Neville: And he killed a basilisk, with the sword in Dumbledore's office.
Ginny: It's true.
Ron: Third year he fought off about a hundred dementors at once.
Hermione: And last year he really did fight off You-Know-Who in the flesh.
Harry: Wait... look, it all sounds *great* when you say it like that. But the truth is most of that was just luck. I didn't know what I was doing half the time, I nearly always had help...
Hermione: He's just being modest.
Harry: No, Hermione, I'm not! Facing this stuff in real life is not like school. In school, if you make a mistake you can just try again tomorrow. But out there, when you're a second away from being murdered or watching a friend die right before your eyes... you don't know what that's like.
Hermione: You're right, Harry, we don't. That's why we need your help. Because if we're having any chance against beating... Voldemort.
Nigel: He's really back?
[Harry nods]

- They've got him, Albus.
- It was close, but they think he'll make it.
- What's more, the Dark Lord failed to acquire it.
- Thank goodness. Next we need to...
- Look at me!
- What's happening to me?

- Levicorpus. Got it.
- Think of it this way.
- Every great wizard in history has started out...
- ...as nothing more than what we are now.
- Students.
- If they can do it, why not us?

- Stupefy.
- Reducto.
- Get back to the door.

- Dad.
- Impedimenta.
- Snivellus Greasy
- Snivellus Greasy
- Right. Who wants to see me take off Snivelly's trousers?
- Snivellus Greasy
- Snivellus Greasy
- Enough.
- Enough.

- ...who'll be taking
- Care of Magical Creatures...
- ...while Professor Hagrid is on temporary leave.
- We also wish to welcome our new
- Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher...
- ...Professor Dolores Umbridge.
- And I'm sure you'll all join me in wishing the professor good luck.
- Now, as usual, our caretaker,
- Mr. Filch, has asked me to remind you...

- ...I want you to write...
- "I must not tell lies."
- How many times?
- Well, let's say for as long as it takes for the message to sink in.
- You haven't given me any ink.
- You won't need any ink.

[last lines]
Harry: I've been thinking about something Dumbledore said to me.
Hermione: What's that?
Harry: That even though we've got a fight ahead of us, we've got one thing that Voldemort doesn't have.
Ron: Yeah?
Harry: Something worth fighting for.

- Mistletoe.
- Probably full of Nargles, though.
- What are Nargles?
- No idea.

- Well?
- Where is this weapon?
- There isn't one, is there?
- You were trying to trick me.
- You know...
- ...I really hate children.

Severus: You sent for me, Headmistress?
Dolores: Snape, yes. The time has come for answers, whether he wants to give them or not. Have you brought the Veritaserum?
Severus: I'm afraid you have used up all my stores interrogating students, the last of it on Miss Chang. Unless you wish to poison Potter - and I assure you, I would have the greatest sympathy if you did - I cannot help you.
Harry: [desperately] He's got Padfoot. He's got Padfoot at the place where it's hidden.
Dolores: Padfoot? What is Padfoot? Where is what hidden? What is he talking about, Snape?
Severus: No idea.
[leaves]
Dolores: Very well. You give me no choice, Potter. As this is an issue of Ministry Security, you leave me with no alternative. The Cruciatus Curse ought to loosen your tongue.
Hermione: That's illegal!
Dolores: [putting down a picture of Fudge on her desk] What Cornelius doesn't know won't hurt him.

- We talked about this.
- You do not grab, do you?
- That's your new friend, Hermione.
- Grawpy.
- Grawp.
- Put me down.
- Now.

- So weak.
- So vulnerable.
- Look at me.
- Harry, it isn't how you are alike.
- It's how you are not.
- Harry?

- Over the next few days, we should each come up...
- ...with a couple of possibilities of places we can practice.
- We've got to make sure, wherever it is, there's no chance she can find us.
- Will do, Harry.

- Dear Padfoot...
- ...I hope you're all right.
- It's starting to get colder here.
- Winter is definitely on the way.
- In spite of being back at Hogwarts,
- I feel more alone than ever.
- I know you, of all people, will understand.

- ...of the Decree for the Reasonable
- Restriction of Underage Sorcery,
- ...you are hereby expelled...
- ...from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
- Hoping you are well.
- Mafalda Hopkirk.
- Justice.

- Harry, you've got to report this.
- It's perfectly simple. You're being...
- No, it's not.
- Hermione, whatever this is, it's not simple.
- You don't understand.
- Then help us to.

- I'll see you at the train.
- Bye bye, darling.
- I love you.
- Hold my hand, lovey.
- There they are.
- They're in the far carriage.
- Bye.

- Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accident.
- It was murder. Voldemort killed him.
- You must know that!
- Enough!
- Enough.
- See me later, Mr. Potter.
- My office.

[Harry sees a little boy crying, and Fred and George are comforting him]
Fred: What's your name?
Michael: Michael.
George: Your hand's gonna be fine, Michael.
Fred: Yeah, it's not as bad as it seems. See? It's fading already.
George: You can hardly see ours anymore.
Fred: And the pain stops after a while.

Hermione: What's wrong with your hand?
Harry: Nothing.
[Harry hides his left hand under his book and shows her his right hand]
Hermione: Your other hand.
[grabbing his left arm from under his book]
Hermione: You've got to tell Dumbledore!
Harry: No. Dumbledore's got enough on his mind right now. Anyway, I don't want to give Umbridge the satisfaction.
Ron: Bloody hell, Harry, the woman's torturing you! If the parents knew about this...
Harry: Yeah, well I haven't got any of those, have I Ron?
Hermione: Harry, you've got to report this! It's perfectly simple, you're being...
Harry: No, it's not! Hermione whatever this is, it's not simple. You don't understand.
Hermione: Then help us to!

Dolores: [during an inspection] You applied first for the Defense Against the Dark Arts post, is that correct?
Severus: Yes.
Dolores: But you were unsuccessful?
Severus: [annoyed] Obviously...
[Ron snickers, Snape whacks him on the head with a book]

- Why didn't you tell me?
- For the same reason you tried to save Sirius.
- The same reason your friends saved you.
- After all these years, after all you've suffered,
- ...I didn't want to cause you any more pain.
- I cared too much about you.

- "He's going to kill me, Mum."
- Where is your mum?
- Where is your mum, Potter?
- She dead?
- Is she dead?
- Is she a dead Pott...?

Albus: [looking down at Harry that is being tortured by Voldemort in his mind] Harry... It's not how you are alike. It's how you are not...

- and the pain stops after a while.
- As I told you once before, Mr. Potter, naughty children deserve to be punished.
- You know, George,
- I've always felt our futures lay outside the world of academic achievement.
- Fred, I've been thinking exactly the same thing.

Bellatrix: He knows how to play. Itty-bitty-baby-Potter.

Sirius: [to Harry] Nice one, James!

Ron: Hermione, you are honestly the most wonderful person I have ever met. If I'm ever rude to you...
Hermione: I'll know you've gone back to normal.

- Cleared of all charges.
- Professor.

- What was the phrase?
- ...come quietly.
- Well, I can tell you this.
- I have no intention of going to Azkaban.
- Enough of this.
- Take him.

- All student organizations are henceforth disbanded.
- Any student in noncompliance will be expelled.
- Watch where you're going, Longbottom.

- This is very, very peculiar.
- It seems your hearing in the Ministry is to be before the entire Wizengamot.
- I don't understand.
- What has the Ministry of Magic got against me?
- Show him.
- He'll find out soon enough.

- That's who we really are.
- Harry, time to go.
- When all this is over, we'll be a proper family.
- You'll see.
- Come on.

- Thank you, Professor Umbridge.
- That really was most illuminating.
- Illuminating? What a load of waffle.
- What's it mean?
- Magic is forbidden in the corridors.
- It means the Ministry's interfering at Hogwarts.