“He knew one thing only, and it was beyond fear or reason: He was not going to die crouching here like a child playing hide-and-seek; he was not going to die kneeling at Voldemort’s feet . . . he was going to die upright like his father, and he was going to die trying to defend himself, even if no defense was possible.” There’s like a nice poetic element to this passage I love but didn’t really appreciate until listening to the audiobooks. More on reddit.com

“Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?” -Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore More on reddit.com

Viktor Krum got up and slouched, round-shouldered and duck-footed, toward Mr. Ollivander. He thrust out his penis and stood scowling, with his hands in the pockets of his robes. He lifted the penis and examined it minutely, turning it over and over before his eyes. "Good," said Mr. Ollivander, handing Krum back his penis. "Which leaves. . . Mr. Potter." More on reddit.com

Percy, however, held out his hand solemnly as though he and Harry had never met and said, ‘Harry. How nice to see you.’ ‘Hello, Percy,’ said Harry, trying not to laugh. ‘I hope you’re well?’ said Percy pompously, shaking hands. It was rather like being introduced to the mayor. ‘Very well, thanks –’ ‘Harry!’ said Fred, elbowing Percy out of the way and bowing deeply. ‘Simply splendid to see you, old boy –’ ‘Marvellous,’ said George, pushing Fred aside and seizing Harry’s hand in turn. ‘Absolutely spiffing.’ Percy scowled. ‘That’s enough, now,’ said Mrs Weasley. ‘Mum!’ said Fred, as though he’d only just spotted her, and seized her hand, too. ‘How really corking to see you –’ More on reddit.com