Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself.

It was you from the beginning. You put my name in the Goblet of Fire.

I expect there's a cell in Azkaban with your name on it.

Dad works in the Ministry of Magic, in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office.

...need only write their name upon a piece of parchment...

You see, honorable as your intentions were, you too were out of bed after hours.

- I booked the pitch for Gryffindor today. - Easy, Wood. I've got a note.

Disciplinary hearing of the 12th of August...

As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite.

- And did he seem interested in Fluffy? - Well, of course he was interested in Fluffy.

In other words, pure-bloods.

See you in the Common Room, Harry.

...known as the Chamber of Secrets.

Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic.

All the answers are there, Potter, in your hand.

- Whereabouts are you headed? - The Leaky Cauldron. That's in London.

Your previous instruction in this subject has been disturbingly uneven.

Facing this stuff in real life is not like school.

...and throw it in the flame before this hour on Thursday night.

We do not speak of it.