| The Sorcerer's Stone |
| �I hope you�re pleased. We could have been killed, or worse � expelled.� - Hermione "Malfoy's got detention! I could sing!" - Hermione �I�m not Fred, I�m George! Honestly, you call yourself our mother? Can�t you tell I�m George? � Only joking, I am Fred.� - Fred �You haven�t got a letter on yours. I suppose she thinks you don�t forget your name. But we�re not stupid, we know we�re called Gred and Forge.� � George �We�ll send you a Hogwarts toilet seat!� � George �I believe your friends Misters Fred and George Weasley were responsible for trying to send you a toilet seat. No doubt they thought it would amuse you.� � Dumbledore �To the well organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.� � Dumbledore �It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.� � Dumbledore �Meant ter turn him into a pig, but I suppose he was so much like a pig anyway there wasn't much left ter do.� � Hagrid �Never try an' get a staight answer out of a centaur. Ruddy stargazers. Not interested in anythin' closer'n the moon.� � Hagrid �There is no good and evil, there is only power, and those to weak to seek it.� - Quirrell "All right, all right. Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor seeker, which could happen to anyone, I'm sure." - Lee |
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| Harry: I think we're going to need another feather over here, Professor. Harry: I think if he'd have had the chance, he would've tried to kill me tonight. Ron: And to think, I've been worried about my potions final. Ron: She needs to sort out her priorities. Ron: Kill us faster? Oh, now I can relax! Ron: I think we've had a bad influence on her. Ron: I wasn't looking at its feet! I was a bit preoccupied with its heads! Ron: Mental, that one, I'm telling you. Ron: Immortal? Hermione: It means you'll never die. Ron: I know what it means. Hermione: Stop, stop, stop! You're going to take someone's eye out. Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's levi-oh-sa, not levi-o-sah. Hermione: Honestly, don't you two read? George: Our job is to make sure you can't get bloodied up too bad. Can't make any promises of course. Rough game, Quidditch. Fred: Brutal. But, no one's died in years. Someone will vanish occasionally, but they'll turn up in a month or two. Dumbledore: What happened in the dungeon between you and Professor Quirrel is a complete secret. So naturally, the whole school knows. Dumbledore: It was one of my more brilliant ideas. And between you and me, that is saying something. Neville: The only problem is, I can't remember what I've forgotten. Filch: Pity they let the old punishments die. Was a time detention found you hanging by your thumbs in the dungeons. God, I miss the screaming. Quirrel: Troll in the dungeon! Troll in the dungeon! Thought you ought to know. |
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