Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban Quotes

Professor Snape: [taps the blank Marauder's Map with his wand] Reveal your secrets.
[writing appears on the map]
Professor Snape: Read it.
Harry: "Messrs. Mooney, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, offer their compliments to Professor Snape and..."
Professor Snape: Go on.
Harry: "... and request that he keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business."


Hermione: [after Hagrid gives Ron Scabbers back] I think you owe someone an apology.
Ron: Right. Next time I see Crookshanks, I'll let him know.
Hermione: [annoyed] I meant me!


Hermione: Is that really what my hair looks like from the back?


Ron: I'm warning you Hermione! Keep that bloody beast of yours away from Scabbers or I'll turn it into a tea cozy!
Hermione: It's a cat, Ronald! What do you expect? It's in his nature.
Ron: A cat? Is that what they told you? It looks more like a pig with hair if you ask me.
Hermione: That's rich! Coming from the owner of that smelly old shoe brush. It's all right, Crookshanks, just ignore the mean little boy.


Ron: [sitting bolt upright in bed] Spiders... the spiders... they want me to tap-dance. And I don't want to tap-dance!
Harry: You tell those spiders, Ron.
Ron: Yeah, tell them... I'll tell them...
[falls straight back asleep]


Cornelius Fudge: [just after Buckbeak's escape] We must search the grounds!
Dumbledore: Search the *skies* if you must, Minister, but now I think I'll have a nice cup of tea, or a large brandy. Oh, and executioner, your services are no longer required. Thank you.
Hagrid: You'll find no small glasses in *this* house.


Harry: And now we wait?
Hermione: And now we wait.
[they sit down end of scene]


Professor Snape: Well, well, Lupin. Out for a little walk... in the moonlight, are we?


[last lines]
Harry: [voice-over] I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.
[writing appears, and the credits roll to end]
Harry: Mischief managed.
[the writing on the parchment fades away]
Harry: Nox.
[fade to black]


Hermione: Did I mention it's the most haunted building in Britain?
Ron: Twice.
Hermione: Oh. Do you want to move a bit closer?
Ron: Huh?
Hermione: To the Shrieking Shack.
Ron: Oh, no. I'm fine here.


Harry: What's the holdup?
Ron: Probably Neville's forgotten the password again.
Neville Longbottom: [behind them] Hey!
Ron: Oh...


Ron: I didn't mean to open it.
[pause]
Ron: It was badly wrapped.
[pause]
Ron: [points at Fred and George] They made me do it!
George Weasley, Fred Weasley: Did not!


Professor Lupin: Now repeat after me - without wands please - repeat after me, Riddikulus.
Class: Riddikulus!
Professor Lupin: Very good. A little louder please, and very clearly. Rid-di-kulus.
Class: Riddikulus!
Malfoy: [under his breath] This class is ridiculous.


Ron: What the bloody hell was that all about?


[repeated line]
Ron: Bloody hell!


Malfoy: Ah, come to see the show?
Hermione: [shouts] You! You foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach!
[Hermione raises her wand at Malfoy. He backs against the wall, whimpering]
Ron: Hermione, no! He's not worth it.
[Hermione lowers her wand and turns away. Malfoy starts laughing, she spins around and socks him in the nose]
Vincent Crabbe: Malfoy! Are you okay? Come on, let's go!
Malfoy: [running away] Not a word to anyone! Understood?
Hermione: That felt good.
Ron: Not good, that was brilliant!


Hermione: If you're going to kill Harry, you'll have to kill us, too.
Sirius Black: No, only one will die tonight.


Shrunken Head: Mind your head!


[after being "attacked" by Buckbeak the hippogriff]
Malfoy: You're going to regret this.
Hagrid: Class dismissed.
Malfoy: You and your bloody chicken.


Fred Weasley: Nice try Harry, but not good enough
Harry: Come on guys, I'm trying to get to Hogsmeade
Fred Weasley, George Weasley: We know
George Weasley: If you'll stop squirming, we have a better way...
Harry: Guys, come on...
Fred Weasley: Awwh, bless him
George Weasley: Now Harry...
Fred Weasley, George Weasley: Come and join the big boys


Professor Snape: Expelliarmus! Ah, vengeance is sweet. How I hoped I'd be the one to catch you.
[to Lupin]
Professor Snape: I told Dumbledore you were helping an old friend enter the castle and now here's the proof.
Sirius Black: Brilliant, Snape - once again you've put your keen and penetrating mind to the task and as usual come to the wrong conclusion. Now if you'll excuse us, Remus and I have some unfinished business to attend to.
Professor Snape: [raises his wand at Black] Give me a reason. I beg you.
Professor Lupin: Severus, don't be a fool...
Sirius Black: He can't help it. It's habit by now.
Professor Lupin: Sirius, be quiet!
Sirius Black: Be quiet yourself, Remus!
Professor Snape: Listen to you two, quarrelling like an old married couple.
Sirius Black: Why don't you run along and play with your chemistry set?
Professor Snape: [puts his wand to Black's throat] I could do it, you know... But why deny the Dementors? They're so longing to see you.
[Sirius trembles]
Professor Snape: Do I detect a flicker of fear? Ah, yes. The Dementor's Kiss. One can only imagine what that must be like to endure. It's said to be nearly unbearable to witness, but I'll do my best.


Harry: Now what?
Hermione: We save Sirius.
Harry: How?
Hermione: No idea.


Professor Snape: Which one of you can tell me the difference between an animagus and a werewolf?
[Hermione raises her hand]
Professor Snape: No-one? How disappointing.


Harry: Excuse me, sir. Where's Professor Lupin?
Professor Snape: That's really none of your concern is it, Potter?


Harry: What happened?
Ron: You fell off your broom.
Harry: [sarcastic] Really?


Harry: Egypt, what's it like?
Ron: Brilliant! Loads of cool stuff. Mummies, tombs. Even Scabbers enjoyed himself.
Hermione: You know, the Ancient Egyptians used to worship cats.
Ron: Yeah, along with the dung beetle.


Hermione: Beautiful day.
Ron: [sarcastically] Gorgeous... Unless of course you've been ripped to pieces.
Harry: [confused] Ripped to pieces? What are you talking about?
Hermione: [annoyed] Ronald has lost his rat.
Ron: I haven't lost anything! Your cat killed him!
Hermione: Rubbish!
Ron: Harry, you've seen the way that blood thirsty beast of hers is always lurking about. Scabbers is gone!
Hermione: Well maybe you should lern to take better care of your pets!
Ron: Your cat killed him!
Hermione: Did not!
Ron: Did!
Hermione: Didn't!


Hermione: Harry... what's happened?
Harry: [Referring to Sirius Black] He was their friend, and he betrayed them. HE WAS THEIR FRIEND!... I hope he finds me! Because when he does, I'm gonna be ready! When he does, I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!


Harry: "Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs are proud to present the Marauder's Map."
George Weasley: We owe them so much.
Harry: Hang on. This is Hogwarts. And that... No. Is that really...?
Fred Weasley: Dumbledore.
George Weasley: In his study.
Fred Weasley: Pacing.
George Weasley: Does that a lot.
Harry: So you mean this map shows...?
Fred Weasley: Everyone.
Harry: Everyone?
George Weasley: Everyone.
Fred Weasley: Where they are.
George Weasley: What they're doing.
Fred Weasley: Every minute.
George Weasley: Of every day.
Harry: Brilliant! Where'd you get it?
Fred Weasley: Nicked it from Filch's office, of course, first year.
George Weasley: Now, listen. There are seven secret passageways out of the castle. We'd recommend...
George Weasley, Fred Weasley: This one.
Fred Weasley: The One-Eyed Witch passageway.
George Weasley: It'll lead you straight to Honeyduke's cellar.
Fred Weasley: We best hurry. Filch is heading this way.
George Weasley: Oh, and Harry, don't forget. When you're done, just give it a tap and say...
George Weasley, Fred Weasley: "Mischief Managed." Otherwise anyone can read it.


Cornelius Fudge: Now write your name only.
Dumbledore: It's quite a long name.


Professor Trelawney: Your aura is pulsing my dear. Are you in the beyond? I think you are.
Ron: Sure...
Professor Trelawney: Cup... tell me what you see.
Ron: Oh yeah, um... well, um, Harry got sort of a wonky cross...
[checks the book]
Ron: ...that's 'trials and suffering'. And that there could be the sun and that's...
[checks book again]
Ron: ...'happiness'. So you're gonna suffer... but you're gonna be happy about it.


Uncle Vernon: [shouts] You bring her back! You bring her back now, and you put her right!
Harry: No! She deserved what she got!
[Vernon rushes angrily at Harry, but backs off when Harry raises his wand]
Harry: Keep away from me!
Uncle Vernon: You're not allowed to use magic outside school!
Harry: Yeah? Try me.


Uncle Vernon: You've got nowhere to go!
Harry: [angry] I don't care. Anywhere is better than here!


[repeated line]
Ron: Hermione, when did you get here?


[repeated line]
Professor Lupin: Eat this. It'll help.


Mr. Arthur Weasley: Harry, promise me, that whatever you may hear, that you won't go looking for Black.
Harry: Mr. Weasley, why would I go looking for someone who wants to kill me?


Professor Snape: Have you any theories as to how Black got in?
Dumbledore: Many, each as unlikely as the next.


Stan Shunpike: Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. My name is Stan Shunpike and I will be your conductor this evening.


Harry: I knew I could do it because I already saw myself do it. Does that make any sense?
Hermione: No...
[Buckbeak dives]
Hermione: BUT I DON'T LIKE FLYING!
[screams]


[the train has stopped]
Ron: There's something moving out there.


Sirius Black: It's cruel that I got to spend so much time with James and Lily, and you so little. But know this, the ones who love us never really leave us. And you can always find them; in here.
[puts his hand over Harry's heart]


Ron: [looking at Lupin who has just turned into a werewolf] Nice doggie... nice doggie...


Dumbledore: A word of caution: dementors are vicious creatures. They will not distinguish between the one they hunt and the one who gets in their way. Therefore I must warn each and every one of you to give them no reason to harm you. It's not in the nature of a dementor to be forgiving. But you know happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, when one only remembers to turn on the light.


Professor Lupin: You know the very first time I saw you, Harry, I recognized you immediately. Not by your scar, by your eyes. They're your mother, Lily's. Yes, oh yes. I knew her. Your mother was there for me at a time when no one else was. Not only was she a singularly gifted witch, she was also an uncommonly kind woman. She had a way of seeing the beauty in others even more perhaps. Most especially when that person couldn't see it in themselves. Then your father, James on the other hand, he uh ha, he had a certain shall we say talent for trouble. The talent, rumor has it, he passed onto you. You are more like them than you know, Harry. In time you'll come to see just how much.


Ron: Neville, you're supposed to stroke it!


Hermione: [howls]
Harry: What are you doing?
Hermione: Saving your life!
Harry: Thanks!... Great, now he's coming at us!
Hermione: Yeah, didn't think about that... run!


Harry: Expecto Patronum!


Shrunken Head: [while the Knight Bus is compressing itself to squeeze between two buses] Why the long faces?


Harry: Professor, why do the dementors affect me so? More than anyone else, I mean?
Professor Lupin: Listen, dementors are among the foulest creatures to walk this earth. They feed on every good feeling, every happy memory until a person is left with nothing but his worst experiences. The dementors affect you more than others because there are true horrors in your past, horrors your classmates can scarcely imagine. You are not weak, Harry. You have nothing to be ashamed of.
Harry: I'm scared, Professor.
Professor Lupin: Well, I'd consider you a fool if you weren't.


Professor Lupin: Come in. Now, I haven't the faintest idea Harry how this map came to be in your possession, quite frankly I am astounded that you didn't hand it in. Did it never occur to you that this in the hands of Sirius Black is a map to you?
Harry: No, sir.
Professor Lupin: No. You know, your father never set much store by the rules either. But he and your mother gave their lives to save yours. And gambling their sacrifice by wandering around the castle, unprotected, with a killer on the loose seems to me to be a pretty poor way to repay them. Now, I will not cover for you again, Harry, do you hear me? I want you to return to your dormitory and stay there. And don't take any detours. If you do, I shall know.
[taps the map]
Professor Lupin: I shall know.


Cornelius Fudge: As the Minister of Magic, it is my duty to inform you, Mr. Potter, that earlier this evening your uncle's sister was located a little south of Sheffield, circling a chimney stack. The Accidental Magic Reversal department was dispatched immediately, she has been properly punctured and her memory modified. She will have no recollection of the event whatsoever so that's that and no harm done. Pea soup?
Harry: No, thank you. Minister?
Cornelius Fudge: Yes?
Harry: I don't understand.
Cornelius Fudge: Understand?
Harry: I broke the law. Underage wizards aren't allowed to use magic at home.
Cornelius Fudge: Come now Harry, the Ministry doesn't send people to Azkaban for blowing up their aunts.


Harry: Poor Professor Lupin is having a really tough night.


Hermione: Come on, everywhere else is full.
Ron: [sees Lupin] Who do you think that is?
Hermione: Professor R.J. Lupin.
Ron: Do you know everything?
[to Harry]
Ron: How is it she knows everything?
Hermione: [annoyed] It's on his suitcase, Ronald!
Ron: Oh.


Professor Trelawney: Here in this room, you will discover if you possess the Sight!
[stands up, and promptly bumps into her table]


Professor Lupin: Our pain becomes their power.


Hermione: [to Buckbeak] Come on Buckbeak! Come and get the nice dead ferret!


Harry: Nice punch.
Hermione: Thanks.


Hermione: At least somebody's enjoying himself.


Professor Lupin: What frightens you most in the world?
Neville Longbottom: [mumbling] Pfsr Snpe.
Professor Lupin: I'm sorry?
Neville Longbottom: Professor Snape.
[laughter]
Professor Lupin: Professor Sna- yes, he frightens all.


Harry: [seeing himself in the past] That's us! This is not *normal*.


Sirius Black: Come out, come out, Peter! Come out, come out and play!


Malfoy: [outside the shrieking shack to Ron and Hermione] Well, well. Look who's here - you two shopping for your new dream home? Bit grand for you, isn't it, Weasel-Bee? Don't your family all sleep in... one room?


Professor Snape: Potter, what are you doing wandering the corridors at night?
Harry: I was sleepwalking.
Professor Snape: How extraordinarily like your father you are Potter; he too was exceedingly arrogant, strutting about the castle.
Harry: My Dad didn't strut, and nor do I. And if you don't mind, I'd appreciate it if you'd lower your wand.


Dumbledore: Well?
Harry: He's free. We did it.
Dumbledore: Did what? Good night.


Harry: It's not... happy. Well, it is, it's the happiest I've ever felt. But it's complicated.
Professor Lupin: Is it strong?


[Hermione looks at Ron's broken leg, and they flirt by mimicking Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson]
Hermione: Ow! That looks really painful.
Ron: It's sorta painful. They uh, they might... chop it.
Hermione: I'm sure Madame Pomfrey will fix it in a heartbeat.
Ron: It's too late, it's ruined. It'll have to be chopped off.


Aunt Marge: They use the cane at St. Brutus's, boy?
Harry: Oh. Yeah, yeah. I... I've been beaten loads of times.


Stan Shunpike: What you doin' down there?
Harry: I fell over.
Stan Shunpike: Well, what you fell over for?
Harry: I didn't do it on purpose.
Stan Shunpike: Well come on then! Let's not wait for the grass to grow!


Harry: [about the Marauder's Map] Professor, I don't think it always works. Earlier... it showed someone in the castle... someone I know to be dead.
Professor Lupin: Who?
Harry: Peter Pettigrew.
Professor Lupin: That's not possible.


Ron: [seeing Hermione appear in class] When did she come in? Did you SEE her come in?


Ron: [when Harry and Hermione reappear] How did you get there? I... I was talking to you there! And now you're there!
Hermione: What's he talking about Harry?
Harry: I dunno. Honestly Ron, how can people be in two places at once?


Professor Lupin: [commenting on Sirius' ragged looks] Finally, the flesh reflects the madness within.
Sirius Black: Well, you'd know all about the madness within, wouldn't you Remus?


Ginny Weasley: The Fat lady... she's gone!
Ron: Serves her right. She was a terrible singer...
Hermione: That's not funny, Ron!


Ron: Let me get this straight - Sirius Black has broken out of Azkaban to come after you?
Hermione: But they'll catch Black, won't they? I mean, everyone's looking for him.
Ron: Sure... except no one's broken out of Azkaban before and he's a murderous, raving lunatic.
Harry: Thanks, Ron.


Professor Snape: That is the second time you have spoken out of turn, Miss Granger. Are you incapable of restraining yourself, or do you take pride in being an insufferable know-it-all?
Ron: He's got a point, you know.


Shrunken Head: Ernie, little old lady at twelve o'clock!
[the Knight Bus screeches to a halt]
Shrunken Head: Ten... nine... eight... seven... six... five... four... 'tree'... 'tree' and a half... two... one and 'tree' quarters... YES!


Hermione: [gazing at a crystal ball] Can I give it a try?
Professor Trelawney: Yes, sure!
Hermione: The grim. Possibly.
Professor Trelawney: You know, my dear, the moment I looked into your eyes I knew that you did not have the mind for the noble art of Divination.
[looking at her palm]
Professor Trelawney: See? Right here. You may be young in years but the heart that beats beneath your bosom is as shriveled as an old maid's, your soul as dry as the pages of the books to which you so desperately cleave.
[Hermione gets up and leaves, angrily]
Professor Trelawney: Have I said something?


Sirius Black: Sorry about the bite, I reckon that twinges a bit.
Ron: A bit? A bit? You almost tore my leg off!
Sirius Black: I *was* going for the rat. Normally, I have a very sweet disposition as a dog. In fact, more than once, James suggested that I make the change permanent. The tail I could live with. But the fleas? They're murder.


Harry: Professor Trelawney?
Professor Trelawney: [in a deep, raspy voice] He will return tonight! He who betrayed his friends - whose heart rots with murder! Innocent blood shall be shed and servant and master shall be reunited once moooooooore!
[coughs]
Professor Trelawney: Oh, I'm sorry, dear. Did you say something?


Harry: I didn't mean to blow her up, I just... lost control.
Ron: Brilliant!
Hermione: Honestly Ron, it's not funny! Harry was lucky not to be expelled.
Harry: I think I was lucky not to have been arrested actually.
Ron: I still think it's brilliant.


Hermione: [to Harry] Look who it is... Madame Rosmerta. Ron fancies her!
Ron: That's not true!


Ron: She's gone mental, Hermione has! I mean, not that she wasn't always. But, now it's out there in the open for everyone to see.


Sirius Black: Enough talk, let's kill him!
Professor Lupin: Wait!
Sirius Black: I DID MY WAITING! TWELVE YEARS OF IT! IN AZKABAN!


[Maid knocks on a door]
Young Witch Maid: Housekeeping!
[the door opens, something roars from inside the room, and the door slams shut]
Young Witch Maid: I'll come back later.


Stan Shunpike: Take her away, Ern.
Shrunken Head: [With a Jamaican accent] Yeah, take it away, Ernie! It's going be a bumpy ride!


Stan Shunpike: What did you say your name was again?
Harry: I didn't.
Stan Shunpike: Well, whereabouts are you headed?
Harry: The Leaky Cauldron! That's in London.
Stan Shunpike: D'you hear that, Ern? The Leaky Cauldron, that's in London.
Shrunken Head: Ah, the Leaky Cauldron! If you have the pea soup, make sure you eat it before it eats you!


Harry: [about the Marauder's Map] What's this rubbish?
George Weasley: "What's this rubbish?" he says.
Fred Weasley: That is the secret to our success.


[about the newspaper clipping Ron was showing Harry and Hermione]
George Weasley: Not flashing that clipping again, are you, Ron?
Ron: I haven't shown anyone!
Fred Weasley: No, not a soul! Unless you count Tom.
George Weasley: The day maid.
Fred Weasley: The night maid.
George Weasley: The cook.
Fred Weasley: That bloke who came to fix the toilet.
George Weasley: And that wizard from Belgium!


[repeated line]
Percy Weasley: I'm Head Boy!


Harry: [in reference to Sirius Black on the front cover of the Daily Prophet] Who is that? That man?
Stan Shunpike: Who is that?... Who is... THAT is Sirius Black that is! Don't tell me you've never been hearing of Sirius Black?
Harry: [Harry shakes his head]
Stan Shunpike: He's a murderer. Got himself locked up in Azkaban for it.
Harry: How did he escape?
Stan Shunpike: Well that's the question, isn't it? He's the first one who done it. He was a big supporter of You-Know-Who. Reckon you've heard of him?
Harry: Yeah... him I've heard of.


Seamus Finnegan: [standing in front of the Fat Lady] She won't let me in! She just won't!


Dumbledore: [speaking to Professer Snape] For in dreams, we enter a world that is entirely our own. Let them swim in the deepest ocean or glide over the highest cloud.


Peter Pettigrew: What would you have done, Sirius?
Sirius Black: I would have died. Died rather than betray my friends, Peter.


Sirius Black: Pettigrew's alive! And he's right there!
[pointing at Scabbers held by Ron]
Ron: Me? He's mental!
Sirius Black: Not you! Your rat!


Hagrid: Well, first the committee took turns in talking about 'why we were there'. Then I stood up and said my bit, how Buckbeak was a good hippogriff, always cleaned his feathers. And then Lucius Malfoy got up...


Fat Lady in Painting: [sings while holding a glass] Ah ah ah AH!
Harry: Fortuna Major.
Fat Lady in Painting: No, wait, wait!
[sings again, higher]
Fat Lady in Painting: Ah ah ah AH!
Harry: Fortuna Major.
Fat Lady in Painting: Wait!
[sings again, highest]
Fat Lady in Painting: Ah ah ah AAAAAAAAAAAH!
[holds the note, looks around to make sure nobody's watching, then smashes the glass on the edge of the painting]
Fat Lady in Painting: Oh, amazing! And just with my voice!
Harry: Fortuna Major.
Fat Lady in Painting: Yes, all right, all right, you can go in.
Harry: Thank you!
Fat Lady in Painting: Plebs.


Professor Lupin: [Harry's turned up to visit him after the battle in the woods] I saw you coming.
[points to Marauder's Map]
Professor Lupin: I've looked worse, believe me.


Hogwarts Choir: [singing] In the cauldron boil and bake / Fillet of a fenny snake / Scale of dragon, Tooth of wolf / Witches, mummy, maw and gulf / Double, double, toil and trouble / Fire burn and cauldron bubble! / Double, double, toil and trouble / Fire burn and cauldron bubble! / Double, double, toil and trouble / Fire burn and cauldron bubble! / Something wicked this way comes!


Dumbledore: Professor Kettleburn, our Care of Magical Creatures teacher for many years, has decided to retire in order to spend more time with his remaining limbs.


Hagrid: First thing you wanna know about hippogriffs, is that they're very proud creatures, very easily offended. You do not want to insult a hippogriff. It may just be the last thing you ever do. Now, who'd like to come and say hello?
[everyone but Harry takes one step back]
Hagrid: Well done, Harry, well done!


[while hurtling through London in the Knight Bus]
Harry: But the Muggles! Can't they see us?
Stan Shunpike: Muggles? They don't see nothing, do they?
Shrunken Head: No, but if you jab them with a fork, they feel it!
[laughs]


Harry: Professor, can I ask you something?
Professor Lupin: You want to know why I stopped you facing that boggart, yes? I would have thought that would be obvious--I assumed it would take the shape of Lord Voldemort.
Harry: I did think of Voldemort--at first. But then I remembered that night on the train...and the dementor...
Professor Lupin: I'm very impressed. That suggests that what you fear most of all... is fear itself. This is very wise.


[first lines]
Harry: Lumos Maxima!
[five times]


Hermione: Harry, Harry!
Shrunken head 1: I say! No underage wizards allowed in today.
[shouts]
Shrunken head 1: Shut the damn door!
Hermione: So rude!
Ron: Fig-heads.
Shrunken head 2: Fig-heads... how dare they. Who are they calling fig-heads? Young whippersnappers!


Ron: [Hermione is walking towards the werewolf Lupin] Hermione... bad idea... bad idea...


Hermione: [watches as Harry and Sirius are being attacked by Dementors from the other side of the lake]
[speaks calmly]
Hermione: This is horrible.


Pansy Parkinson: [looking at Malfoy's arm in a sling] Does it hurt terribly, Draco?
Malfoy: It comes and it goes. Still, I consider myself luckily. If it wasn't for Madame Pomfrey, another minute or two and I could have lost my arm; couldn't possibly do any homework for weeks.


Professor Minerva McGonagall: Don't be absurd, Weasley. How on earth could Sirius Black enter Gryffindor Tower without anyone noticing him?
Ron: I don't know! I was a little preoccupied dodging his knife!
[points to Sir Cadogan]
Ron: Ask him!
Professor Minerva McGonagall: [sceptically] Sir Cadogan, did you just let a man enter Gryffindor Tower?
Sir Cadogan: Certainly, good lady!
Professor Minerva McGonagall: You did? But... the passwords...
Sir Cadogan: He had them! Had the whole week's, written down on a little piece of paper!
Professor Minerva McGonagall: Which abysmally foolish person wrote down this week's passwords, and then left them lying around?
[behind her, Neville hangs his head. Without needing to be told, she turns directly to him]
Professor Minerva McGonagall: Is it always going to be you, Longbottom?
Neville Longbottom: I'm afraid so, Mum.


Peter Pettigrew: Harry, James wouldn't have wanted me killed! Your dad... your dad would have spared me! He would shown me mercy!


Aunt Marge: [to Vernon] You mustn't blame yourself about how this one turned out, Vernon. It's all to do with blood. Bad blood will out.
[to Petunia]
Aunt Marge: What is it the boy's father did, Petunia?
Aunt Petunia: Nothing. He didn't work. He was unemployed.
Aunt Marge: And a drunk too, no doubt?
Harry: That's a lie.
Aunt Marge: What did you say?
Harry: [a little enraged] My dad wasn't a drunk!
[Aunt Marge accidentally breaks the glass she it holding, which shatters into pieces, startling everyone else]
Aunt Marge: Don't worry. Don't fuss, Petunia. I have a very firm grip.


[Cornelius Fudge and Professor McGonagall are telling Madame Rosmerta about Sirius Black]
Madame Rosmerta: I don't believe it!
Cornelius Fudge: Oh, that's not the worst of it!
Madame Rosmerta: What could be worse?
Professor Minerva McGonagall: This: Sirius Black was, and remains to this day... Harry Potter's godfather.
[Harry, who has been listening sneaks away in shock]


[Harry has just successfully conjured a Patronus]
Professor Lupin: You know something, Harry? I think you would have given your father a run for his money, and THAT is saying something.
[beat]
Harry: I was thinking of him...and Mum. Seeing their faces. They were talking to me, just talking. That's the memory I chose. I don't even know if it's real. But it's the best I have.


[The Fat Lady has finally let them into Gryffindor Tower; both Harry and Seamus are talking at the same time]
Harry: She's still doing it, after three years, I mean...
Seamus Finnegan: I can't believe she still does that...
Harry, Seamus Finnegan: [together] She can't even sing!


[The Whomping Willow has just deposited Harry in the secret passageway]
Harry: Ow.
[He starts to get up and Hermione lands on top of him]
Hermione: Ow. I'm sorry, Harry.
Harry: That's alright.
[they get to their feet]
Hermione: Where do you suppose this goes?
Harry: I have a hunch. I just hope I'm wrong.


[Harry and Hermione have Time-Turned and are hiding behind the pumpkins. Hermione throws the second rock, which hits the Harry inside Hagrid's hut on the back of his head]
Harry: [inside Hagrid's hut] Ow!
Harry: [outside next to Hermione, rubbing the back of his head] Ow. That hurt!
Hermione: Sorry.