100 QUOTES - Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

Merlin's beard. No need to disfigure me, Albus.

I think she just went to powder her nose.

Take your hands off me, filthy squibb!

No, the instructions specifically say to cut.

Oh, unpleasant to behold, isn't it? The tale is thrilling, if I say so myself, but now is not the time to tell it. Take my arm. Do as I say.

Is it me or do Draco and mommy look like two people who don't want to be followed?

I think, Miss Bell is lucky to be alive.

Why is it when something happens it is always you three?

He's covered in blood again. Why is it he's always covered in blood?

Don't.

Professor Flitwick, you've know me for five years.

Tricky contraptions though, very temperamental.

Every day, every hour, this very minute perhaps, dark forces attempt to penetrate this castle's walls. But in the end, their greatest weapon is you.

For example I smell freshly mown grass and new parchment and spearmint toothpaste.

Hundred and fifty? Give or take a few years.

What's the matter with Wenby?

How grand it must be to be the Chosen One.

I sleepwalk, you see. That's why I wear shoes to bed.

Slippery little minx, your friend...Likes to work her mouth too, doesn't she? Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Shut it!

I like riding around on trains. It takes my mind off things.

Oppugno.

Didn't mommy ever tell you it was rude to eavesdrop, Potter? Petrificus Totalus!

Severus. Please.

Don't get me wrong, I'm bloody thrilled to be shot of her. It's just he seems a bit put out.

No bigger than a Pekinese. A Pekinese, mind you.

Mr. Davies. Mr. Davies. That is the girl's lavatory.

What's this cane here, then?

Cissy, you can't do this, he can't be trusted.

Ten galleons a leaf to the right buyer. Not that I'm familiar with any such back alley transactions, but one does hear rumours.

Dragon's blood.

Ah, about time. I've been looking all over for you two. All right. Names?

Oh, please. What's a Wrackspurt?

But I'm dead awful at potions, a menace, actually. So, I'm probably just gonna...

I feel i-it's the place to be tonight. Do you know what I mean?

He's been poisoned, you daft dimbo!

If the Dark Lord has forbidden it, you ought not to speak. Put it down, Bella. We mustn's touch what isn't ours.

Oh, that man. But then what would we do without him.

The answer is still no. Absolutely and unequivocally no.

This memory is everything. Without it, we are blind. Without it, we leave the fate of our world to chance.

He's just a boy.

I think I'll pitch myself off the astronomy tower at the thought I have to continue for another two years.

No, but I've done several toes. And how different are they, really?

Do not touch that except for the wrappers, do you understand?

I know. I suppose I could have just used a confundus charm.

He's got more tentacles than a Snarfalump plant.

Oh, bloody hell. Slick git.

Has it ever crossed your brilliant mind that I don't want to do this anymore?

But that's life, I suppose. You-You go along and then suddenly, poof!

Well, being me has its privileges.

I think there's something in your wardrobe trying to get out, Tom.

I can't help her if she's got knickers in a twist.

Bit of a tosser, really.

Dumbledore put you up to this, didn't he? Didn't he?!

Probably because me dad says potions are rubbish. Says the only potion worth having is a stiff one at the end of the day.

“I know I will be dead long before you read this, but I want you to know it was I who discovered your secret.”

Run along, Wormtail.

He's lovely. They've been known to sing on boxing day, you know.

Swear to it. Make the unbreakable vow.

That's none of your business.

I think I'd know if Harry Potter was in my house, wouldn't I?

True. But magic, especially dark magic…Leaves traces.

Your body will decay, but your spirit lingers on. And your human friends find solace in the loss they have sustained.

I think we agree. Potter's actions were heroic. The question is, why were they necessary?

Divine. Had ourselves a little late-night snack, did we?

Oi. Turn around, you lunatic.

Now, given the circumstances, I've had to make other arrangements.

Seriously misunderstood creatures, spiders are.

You should know, Professor Dumbledore...you meant a great deal to him.

You're blinded by hatred!

Oh, to be young and to feel love's keen sting.

Does anyone fancy a butter beer?

You've just bought yourself a month's detention, McLaggen. Not so quick, Potter.

It's no joke! I'm in love with her!

That's what it says, right here. This book is property of the Half Blood Prince.

Desperately tricky to make, disastrous should you get it wrong.

Amused, Blaise? We'll see just who's laughing in the end.

Is that an owl I heard?

I'm counting on you, Ron. I've two galleons on Gryffindor, yeah?

You need a shave, my friend. You know, at times, I forget how much you've grown. At times, I still see the small boy from the cupboard.

Episky.

Otherwise, the bowl will remain empty...forever.

Of course, Sir. It’ll be our little secret.

Professor Slughorn, Sir. I've just discovered this boy lurking in an upstairs corridor.

No matter. Just in time for desert. That is if Belby's left you any.

These girls, they're going to kill me.

I didn't get into the Slug club. It's okay, though. He's got Belby handing out towels in the loo.

No, I've just escaped. I mean...I left Cormac under the mistletoe.

Wouldn't mind, uh, getting on a first-name basis, know what I mean?

Ah. See? He senses my presence. Don't worry, Won-won. I'm here. I'm here.

The binding is fragile.

Which, by the way, possesses remarkably subtle hints of licorice and cherry when not polluted with poison.

No, we should go. The first night of the cycle is always the worst.

Ah, no, emergency choir practice I'm afraid, Horace.

How do you know what I am? I've done things that would shock you.

It was beautiful magic. Wondrous to behold.

Sorry, I'm not usually late.

It's a creepy shop, he's a creepy bloke.

Well, then, by all means, come along, sir.

Excuse me, I have to go and vomit.