I give you someone's first line IN THE BOOKS and you have to find the character. Lines are given in chronological order. Books are given as a hint :
PS = Philosopher's Stone (#1)
CoS = Chamber of Secrets (#2)
PoA = Prisoner of Azkaban (#3)
GoF = Goblet of Fire (#4)
OotP = Order of the Phoenix (#5)
HBP = Half-Blood Prince (#6)
DH = Deathly Hallows (#7)
Some important characters are not included because their first line are way to hard to recognise (only a couple of words for instance.)
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I should have known.
How did you know it was me?
Borrowed it, Professor Dumbledore, sir. Young Sirius Black lent it to me.
P-P-Potter, c-can’t t-tell you how p-pleased I am to meet you.
Hello, Hogwarts, too?
— packed with Muggles, of course —
Nine and three-quarters! Mom, can’t I go …
I’m not Fred, I’m George. Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother? Can’t you tell I’m George?
Gran, I’ve lost my toad again.
Mom — geroff.
Can’t stay long, Mother. I’m up front, the prefects have got two compartments to themselves —
Has anyone seen a toad? Neville’s lost one.
Oh, you may not think I’m pretty But don’t judge on what you see
The Sorting Hat
Oooooooh! Ickle Firsties! What fun!
The Fat Lady
Ah, yes, Harry Potter. Our new — celebrity.
Well, what are you all waiting for? Everyone stand by a broomstick. Come on, hurry up.
Ooh, sticking up for Longbottom? Never thought you’d like fat little crybabies, Parvati.
Sniff around, my sweet, they might be lurking in a corner.
And the Quaffle is taken immediately by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor — what an excellent Chaser that girl is, and rather attractive, too —
Send him off, ref! Red card!
Use the boy … Use the boy …
Harry Potter! So long has Dobby wanted to meet you, sir … Such an honor it is. …
What a night. Nine raids. Nine! And old Mundungus Fletcher tried to put a hex on me when I had my back turned. …
Touch nothing, Draco.
Mr. Malfoy, what a pleasure to see you again. Delighted — and young Master Malfoy, too — charmed. How may I be of assistance? I must show you, just in today, and very reasonably priced —
It can’t be Harry Potter?
Greenhouse three today, chaps!
Bad business, Hagrid. Very bad business. Had to come. Four attacks on Muggle-borns. Things’ve gone far enough. Ministry’s got to act.
Where’s my Dudders? Where’s my neffy-poo?
Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. Just stick out your wand hand, step on board, and we can take you anywhere you want to go.
Aha! What villains are these, that trespass upon my private lands! Come to scorn at my fall, perchance? Draw, you knaves, you dogs!
Welcome. How nice to see you in the physical world at last.
But what about Neville’s cup?
S — Sirius … R — Remus … My friends … my old friends …
Ahoy there! Arthur, old man! What a day, eh? What a day! Could we have asked for more perfect weather? A cloudless night coming … and hardly a hiccough in the arrangements. … Not much for me to do!
No thank you, Ludo. I’ve been looking for you everywhere. The Bulgarians are insisting we add another twelve seats to the Top Box.
Barty Crouch Sr
Did sir just call me Dobby?
Barty Crouch Jr
Colin, I fell in! It was brilliant! And something in the water grabbed me and pushed me back in the boat!
Dumbly-dorr, I ’ope I find you well?
Dumbledore! How are you, my dear fellow, how are you?
Excuse me, are you wanting ze bouillabaisse?
Vell, ve have a castle also, not as big as this, nor as comfortable, I am thinking. Ve have just four floors, and the fires are lit only for magical purposes. But ve have grounds larger even than these — though in vinter, ve have very little daylight, so ve are not enjoying them. But in summer ve are flying every day, over the lakes and the mountains —
Lower your wand, boy, before you take someone’s eye out.
Alastor Mad-Eye Moody
Filth! Scum! By-products of dirt and vileness! Half-breeds, mutants, freaks, begone from this place! How dare you befoul the house of my fathers —
Some’n say m’ name? I ’gree with Sirius. …
I’m sure I must have misunderstood you, Professor Dumbledore. So silly of me. But it sounded for a teensy moment as though you were suggesting that the Ministry of Magic had ordered an attack on this boy!
Yes. Yes, it was quite enjoyable, you know. You’re Harry Potter.