At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in! They got in on pure talent!

Without cunning, there is no innovation. Without ambition, there is no accomplishment.

NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU BITCH! Mrs. Weasley threw off her cloak as she ran, freeing her arms.

All right, said Ron slowly, let's say we go for it tomorrow. . . . I think it should just be me and Harry.

Scars can come in useful. I have one myself above my left knee which is a perfect map of the London Underground.

Once again I must ask too much of you, Harry.

I bet you're not dangerous at all, are you? Are you, you great ugly brute?

But I think Durmstrang must be somewhere in the far north, said Hermione thoughtfully. Somewhere very cold, because they've got fur capes as part of their uniforms. Ah, think of the possibilities, said Ron dreamily. It would've been so easy to push Malfoy off a glacier and make it look like an accident. . . . Shame his mother likes him.

I noticed, in my search of the park, that considerable damage seems to have been done to a very valuable Whomping Willow, Snape went on. That tree did more damage to us than we — Ron blurted out. Silence! snapped Snape.

Even if I could, I wouldn't. Scars can come in handy. I have one myself above my left knee that is a perfect map of the London Underground.