To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.

Vampires? Hags? Harry’s head was swimming. Hagrid, meanwhile, was counting bricks in the wall above the dustbin.

NO!”The scream was the more terrible because he had never expected or dreamed that Professor McGonagall could make such a sound.

He changed, Harry, he changed! It's as simple as that! Maybe he did believe these things when he was seventeen, but the whole rest of his life was devoted to fighting the Dark Arts... Harry, I'm sorry, but I think the real reason you're so angry is that Dumbledore never told you any of this himself.

Potter, do something. Tell them I mean no harm.I'm sorry, professor. But I must not tell lies.

HARRY: Voldemort is going to kill my mum and dad — and there’s nothing I can do to stop him.DRACO: That’s not true. SCORPIUS: Dad, now is not the time . . . ALBUS: There is something you could do — to stop him. But you won’t. DRACO: That’s heroic. GINNY takes HARRY’s hand. GINNY: You don’t have to watch, Harry. We can go home. HARRY: I’m letting it happen . . . Of course I have to watch. HERMIONE: Then we’ll all witness it. RON: We’ll all watch.

HARRY: "Oh, Draco . . . we can’t. We can’t use it."Draco looks up at Harry, and for the first time — at the bottom of this dreadful pit — they look at each other as friends.DRACO: "We have to find them — if it takes centuries, we must find our sons —

São as nossas escolhas mostram quem de facto nós somos, mais do que as nossas capacidades.

Killed?" said Hagrid loudly, staring down at Harry. "Snape killed? What're yeh on abou', Harry?""Dumbledore," said Harry. "Snape killed... Dumbledore.