You know, my parents never really spoke of the possibility of my falling in love or getting married or having children. Even as a little girl, they wanted me to think as a future career as a, you know, interior designer, or lawyer or something like that.
Do not pity the dead, Harry, pity the living. Above all, pity those who live without love. By returning you may ensure that fewer souls are maimed and fewer families are torn apart. If that seems to you a worthy goal, then we say goodbye for the present.
"The fire in the goblet had just turned red again. Sparks were flying out of it. A long flame shot suddenly into the air, and borne upon it was another piece of parchment..And then Dumbledore cleared his throat and read out - Harry Potter."
"Are you sure that’s a real spell? Well, it’s not very good is it? I’ve tried a few simple spells myself and they’ve all worked for me. Nobody in my family’s magic at all, it was ever such a surprise when I got my letter, but I was ever so pleased, of course, it’s the best school of witchcraft there is I’ve heard - I’ve learned all the course books by heart of course. I just hope it will be enough - I’m Hermione Granger, by the way, who are you?"