Dumbledore: It is not our abilities that show what we truly are. It is our choices.
Draco Malfoy: [to Harry, disguised as Goyle] Why are you wearing glasses?
Goyle: Oh, uh... reading.
Draco Malfoy: Reading? I didn't know you could read.
Molly Weasley: *Your* sons flew that enchanted car of yours to Surrey and back last night.
Arthur Weasley: [to the boys] Did you really? How did it go?
[after Molly hits him]
Arthur Weasley: I mean, that was very wrong indeed, boys. Very wrong of you.
Gilderoy Lockhart: [they find the Basilisk skin] What's this?
Gilderoy Lockhart: It looks like a... snake.
Harry: It's a snake *skin*.
Ron: Bloody hell. Whatever shed this must be 60 feet long, or *more*.
Ron: [Lockhart passes out]
[to Harry, sarcastically]
Ron: Heart of a lion, this one.
Gilderoy Lockhart: [to Harry and Ron after grabbing Ron's wand] The adventure ends here, boys. But don't fret. The world will know our story. How I was too late to save the girl. How you two tragically lost your minds at the sight of her mangled body.
[points wand to Harry]
Gilderoy Lockhart:
So... you first, Mr. Potter. Say goodbye to your memories. Obliviate!
[he gets pulled backwards and thrown hit into a rock wall knocking him out which causes loose rocks to fall and block the path between Ron and Harry]
Ron: Harry!
Harry: Ron! Are you okay?
Ron: I'm fine.
Gilderoy Lockhart:
Hello. Who are you?
Ron: Um... Ron Weasley.
Gilderoy Lockhart: Really! And, uh, wh-who am I?
Ron: [to Harry] Lockhart's memory charm backfired! He hasn't got a clue who he is!
Gilderoy Lockhart: [he picks up a rock] It's an odd sort of place, this, isn't it? Do you live here?
Ron: No.
Gilderoy Lockhart: Really?
[Ron knocks Lockhart unconscious with the rock]
Ron: [to Harry who's on the other side of the rockslide] What do I do now?
Harry: You wait here and try and shift some of this rock so we can get back through. I'll go on and find Ginny.
Ron:
Okay.
[last lines]
Hagrid: I'd just like to say that, if it hadn't been for you Harry, and Ron and Hermione of course, I would... I'd still be You-Know-Where. So I'd just like to say thanks.
Harry: There's no Hogwarts without you, Hagrid.
Oliver Wood: We play our game, Hufflepuff doesn't stand a chance. We're stronger, quicker and smarter.
Fred Weasley: And not to mention they're dead scared that Harry'll petrify them if they fly anywhere near him.
Oliver Wood: Well, that too.
The Howler: Ronald Weasley! How dare you steal that car! I am absolutely disgusted! Your father's facing an inquiry at work, and it's entirely your fault! If you put another toe out of line, we'll bring you straight home!
[to Ginny]
The Howler: Oh, and Ginny dear, congratulations on making Gryffindor. Your father and I are so proud.
[turns
back to Ron]
The Howler: PPPBBBTTT!
[it rips up]
Dumbledore: You both realize, of course, that in the past few hours you have broken perhaps a dozen school rules.
Harry, Ron: Yes, sir.
Dumbledore: And that there is sufficient evidence to have you both expelled.
Harry, Ron: Yes, sir.
Dumbledore: Therefore, it is only fitting that you both receive...
[beams]
Dumbledore: Special Awards for Services to the School.
Hermione: Look, Hagrid's our friend, why don't we just go and ask him about it?
Ron: That would be a cheerful visit. "Hello Hagrid! Tell us, have you been setting anything mad and hairy loose in the castle lately?"
[Hagrid has walked up behind them]
Hagrid: Mad and hairy? You wouldn't be talkin' about me, now would ya?
Hermione, Ron, Harry: No.
[after using a spell to mend Harry's broken arm, Lockhart inadvertently removes all the bones in it]
Gilderoy Lockhart: Ah... yes, well, that can sometimes happen. Um, but, uh, the point is, uh, you can no longer feel any pain. And, very clearly, the bones are not broken.
Hagrid: Broken? There's no bones left!
Gilderoy
Lockhart: Much more flexible, though.
Lucius Malfoy: Mr. Potter! Lucius Malfoy. We meet at last. Forgive me, your scar is legend. As, of course, is the wizard who gave it to you.
Harry: Voldemort killed my parents. He was nothing more than a murderer.
Lucius Malfoy: You must be very brave to mention his name. Or very foolish.
Hermione: Fear of a
name only increases fear of the thing itself.
Lucius Malfoy: And you must be Miss Granger. Yes, Draco's told me all about you. And your parents. Muggles, aren't they? Let me see. Red hair... vacant expressions... tatty second hand book... you must be the Weasleys.
Arthur Weasley: Children, it's mad in here. Let's go outside.
Lucius
Malfoy: Well, well, well. Weasley Senior.
Arthur Weasley: Lucius.
Lucius Malfoy: Busy time at the Ministry, Arthur, all those extra raids? I do hope they're paying you overtime. Though judging by the state of this, I'd say not.
[picks up a book out of Ginny's cauldron and discreetly slips Riddle's diary along with it back in the
cauldron without anyone noticing]
Lucius Malfoy: What's the use in being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even pay you well for it?
Arthur Weasley: We have a very different idea about what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy.
Lucius Malfoy: Clearly. Associating with muggles. And I thought your family could sink
no lower.
Lucius Malfoy: [to Arthur as he walks out of Flourish & Blotts] See you at work.
Draco Malfoy: [to Harry as he walks out] See you at school.
Ron: Follow the spiders? Follow the spiders? If Hagrid ever gets out of Azkaban, I'll kill him!
[the flying car drives back into the woods by itself]
Ron: I mean, what was the point of sending us in there? What have we found out?
Harry: We know one thing. Hagrid never opened the Chamber of Secrets. He was innocent.