Mcgonagall Quotes Novels & Stories

I swung the door open and glanced back at her as I said, "I mean it, Nat." * * * While not a quote from the books, Michael Gambon's Dumbledore says this to Harry in Deathly Hallows: Part 2: "Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it."

Gail said, lifting the cup. “East? I see,” her aunt said as she watched Gail take a drink. The taste was strange and Gail wrinkled her nose. However, it warmed her inside out, unlike any other tea she had drank before. She set her cup down and looked up at her aunt, feeling confused. She shook her head. “Sorry, I lost my train of thought. What were we talking about?” Her aunt chuckled with a smile. “You need to rest more, Gail. Health is important,” she said, picking up her cup and Gail’s taking them to the sink. “We were discussing how to go about training your magic.” “Oh, right. Sorry. What’s your opinion? How should I approach it?”

she said emphasizing the word cunning. I was about to open my mouth and thank her when I was sent flying by another spell. Butt landing on the ground and wand out of my reach, I heard Monk Amon's laughter as she went closer me. Leaning down at me she said, “You really are strong now. But always remember; don't let your guard down in a fight. Even if you are facing a friend, because sometimes Lista, your friends are the most dangerous foe you could face. Well! Not that you have friends anyway."

Liana stared at me, dumbfounded for a few seconds, and then imprudently enough, nodded her little head in understanding. "So don't fret over trifling stuff like that, and just aim to remember all my teachings sincerely, okay?" I said in the demeanour of a learnt adult. "I shall heed well to your every lesson, My Liege." She bobbed her head in quite enthusiasm, and I was pretty satisfied with her current attitude towards my teachings. "Alright, to commemorate your successful learning so far, I will teach you another enlightening quote by a very famous personality, repeat after me, 'Opportunities knock on your door only once. But temptation.... that b*tch leans on the damn doorbell.'"

I said, and she nodded her head with sarcasm. "I hope so" She replied. "Uhm... Mona, do you know any exit from the Castle that is not that too guided?" I summoned courage to ask, and she turned to me with arched eyebrows. "Huh? Why do you ask? I hope you don't have any intentions of escaping from the Castle? That is not the best option girlfriend. The people who tried that are all dead" Mona said, and I gulped nervously.

"I… I had headaches during that year. Every time I was around Professor Quirrell, I felt like a nail was burning and trying to bury itself into my head." Larry Potter made a little pause, and continued. "And it was always in the same region, in my scar." He finished saying. Professor McGonagall was looking at him like a doting grandmother that wanted to hug his grandson, but she was holding back. "Yes, your scar. One of my wives, Joan, the black haired lady with armor, due to the inclinations of her magic and blessings, is very sensitive to corrupted and dark forms of energy. And she told me that she had sensed a student with a piece of corrupted magic centered around his head that was tryin

Macbeth closed her eyes and hissed causing me to jump in fear. “Train hard. Your powers will manifest soon. This time, you will be different from your fore fathers. You’ll use magic. Forgive, forget and love. Do not let what others think or say get in your way. You must bring balance to this world again and nothing must stop you,” she said and then dissolved into thin air.

Maggie yelled angrily and that was the moment Alpha Kelvin and Griselda reached where we were standing in the garden which was now empty. Khal and Damien facepalmed, while Charlotte swallowed because she was startled at Maggie’s sudden outburst. “You didn’t even let me finish!!! I was going to say that I usually saw my mom doing a locator spell, so I think I can do it because I can remember the spell she always recited,” Maggie said. “What’s going on?” Alpha Kelvin asked with creased brows as we all stood facing each other. Griselda and I made eye contact but I immediately deviated my gaze from her.

"She was just a kid. She believed in what we were doing." "Belief isn't permanent," Mirabel said, settling beside her. "It's like perfume. Fades. Changes." "You're disturbingly philosophical for someone eating mango." "I'm layered." Bella looked back at the screen. "Do you think... if I'd spent more time with her, checked in more-" "No," Mirabel cut her off. "You're not a god. You don't hold the scales of every soul who comes through those doors." Bella let the silence settle. Then: "She quoted me once. Said I gave her hope."

“Pity the living, and above all, those who live without love.” - Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. ~ CASPIAN ~ “I forgot to tell you all that this is only the beginning.” Those words reverberate like thunderbolts before they are gone again, their absence shifting the battlefield into a silence heavier than fear. Heavier than pain. Heavier than loss.