Цитаты из книги 哈利波特与火焰杯

Sirius was standing there. His face was white and gaunt as it had been when he had escaped Azkaban. In one swift moment, he had crossed the room.
“Harry, are you all right? I knew it — I knew something like this — what happened?”
His hands shook as he helped Harry into a chair in front of the desk.
“What happened?” he asked more urgently

The post owls appeared, bringing Harry a good-luck card from Sirius. It was only a piece of parchment, folded over and bearing a muddy paw print on its front, but Harry appreciated it all the same.

“Thank you, miss!” said Dobby, grinning toothily at her. “But most wizards doesn’t want a house-elf who wants paying, miss. ‘That’s not the point of a house-elf,’ they says, and they slammed the door in Dobby’s face! Dobby likes work, but he wants to wear clothes and he wants to be paid, Harry Potter. … Dobby likes being free!”

“Who’s he, to lecture me about being out-of-bounds?” said Harry in mild indignation as he folded up Sirius’s letter and put it inside his robes. “After all the stuff he did at school!”

If you want to know what a man’s like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.”

“Congratulations, Harry!” she said, beaming at him. “I wonder if you could give me a quick word? How you felt facing that dragon? How you feel now, about the fairness of the scoring?”
“Yeah, you can have a word,” said Harry savagely. “Good-bye.”

“It’d be a bit more impressive if she hadn’t done it about eighty times before,” Harry said as they finally regained the fresh air of the staircase beneath Professor Trelawney’s room. “But if I’d dropped dead every time she’s told me I’m going to, I’d be a medical miracle.”
“You’d be a sort of extra-concentrated ghost,” said Ron,

“Never mind me, how are you?” said Sirius seriously.

“I’m not putting them on,” said old Archie in indignation. “I like a healthy breeze ’round my privates, thanks.”

Fred and George and pulled them both into such a tight hug that their heads banged together.
“Ouch! Mum — you’re strangling us —”
“I shouted at you before you left!” Mrs. Weasley said, starting to sob. “It’s all I’ve been thinking about! What if You-Know-Who had got you, and the last thing I ever said to you was that you didn’t get enough O.W.L.s? Oh Fred … George …”

— Об этом написано в «Истории Хогвартса»! Правда, в ней не всё достоверно. Я бы её назвала «Пересмотренная история». Или ещё лучше: «Необъективная история Хогвартса. Избранные места. Многие приукрашены».

— Гарри Поттер, ты стоишь на останках моего покойного отца, — тихо прошипел он. — Он был маггл, и глупец, и чем-то схож с твоей матушкой. Но ведь они исполнили своё предназначение, как ты считаешь? Твоя мать умерла, защищая тебя, а своего отца я убил сам, и смотри, сколько пользы он мне принёс после смерти…

— Многие ли из вас осмелятся вернуться, когда почувствуют это? — прошептал он, направив красные, светящиеся глаза к звёздному небу. — И многие ли окажутся глупцами, не явившись?

Время никогда не замедляет свой бег, если впереди тебя ждёт что-то неприятное.

Порядочными людьми легче манипулировать

Мы сильны настолько, насколько мы едины…

But I could do with a few laughs. We could all do with a few laughs. I've got a feeling we're going to need them more than usual before long.