Ron Weasley: How d’you spell ‘belligerent’? It can’t be B-U-M-
Hermione Granger: No, it isn’t. And ‘augury’ doesn’t begin O-R-G either. What kind of quill are you using?
Ron Weasley: It’s one of Fred and George’s Spell-Check ones… but I think the charm must be wearing off…
Hermione Granger: Yes, it must, because we were asked how we’d deal with dementors, not ‘Dugbogs,’ and I don’t remember you changing your name to ‘Roonil Wazlib’ either.
“Farewell, Aragog, king of arachnids, whose long and faithful friendship those who knew you won’t forget! Though your body will decay, your spirit lingers on in the quiet, web-spun places of your forest home. May your many-eyed descendants ever flourish and your human friends find solace for the loss they have sustained.”
“What I don’t understand, though — just out of curiosity — I mean, would one Horcrux be much use? Can you only split your soul once? Wouldn’t it be better, make you stronger, to have your soul in more pieces, I mean, for instance, isn’t seven the most powerfully magical number, wouldn’t seven —?”
“The important thing is the rhythm. Always have rhythm in your shaking. Now a Manhattan you shake to fox-trot time, a Bronx to two-step time, a dry martini you always shake to waltz time.”
Ginny Weasley: You’d think people had better things to gossip about. Three Dementor attacks in a week, and all Romilda Vane does is ask me if it’s true you’ve got a Hippogriff tattooed across your chest.
Harry Potter: What did you tell her?
Ginny Weasley: I told her it’s a Hungarian Horntail. Much more macho.
Harry Potter: Thanks. And what did you tell her Ron’s got?
Ginny Weasley: A Pygmy Puff, but I didn’t say where.