Slytherin Quotes Novels & Stories

“Is it from Harry Potter?” A split-second look that’s half-impatient and half-disgusted passes over Ms. Perfect’s face. They’ve been going back and forth over her Double Vision Board for more than a month now. “What? Noooo. It’s a quote Sigmund Freud used in the beginning of his book The Interpretation of Dreams. It translates to: 'If I cannot deflect the will of heaven, then I shall move hell.'”

replied Albus without feeling any resentment. "Yes, I understand," replied Lycus Lewis. “I will visit you several times to help you use the scepter with the sky dragon's heart optimally. I guess it will be easy to master since you are basically a genius high sorcerer,” said Albus with a smile. "Thank you for willing to teach me," replied Lycus Lewis, relieved. "Lycus?" "What?" “Don't push yourself too hard. Stop blaming yourself. Give yourself a second chance. Trust yourself. Okay?"

"I don't care about that what matter now is that that guy has to pay for what he did to you. " While we were busy arguing loudly in the hallway that lead to our first class of the day, Biology. Sly queen and her minions passed by us and once they where in front of the entrance of the class she and her minions turned around at the same time as she finally commented. "Giggling evilly. Oooh isn't this Drrramatic! " She said as she took a step forward Which cause Hugo to take a defensive stance infront of me so I didn't have to see the sly queen. She sigh giving the evil grin she always plaster on her face any time she was about to be mean or do something nasty.

THE QUEEN'S POV “I am the Queen of Slytherland” I answered her directly. I looked at Liza who looks so surprised, her panic-stricken face can really tell that she was beyond shocked hearing what I have just said. She even dropped the towel she has been holding since when she got out of the kitchen doing her usual chores. “k… Quee… Queen of Slytherland???” The young girl replied. The dullness in her face eventually faded away, she suddenly burst out with laughter. James laughed along as well.

I wasn't ready for her rubbish. “What is behind this door?” I asked expecting an answer but got none. I budged at the door which was locked. “What's behind this door?” I repeated. “An unfortunate accident, it was supposed to be Lyra in there,” she smiled. “Damn it, can't you just speak straight for once” I thought. "Disrupto porta, ignis exigo!" (Disrupt door, I demand fire!) The door flew open, scattering debris into the air. “You could have done this the easy way,” I said to her.

“Now, what did Jonathan write?” “Let’s see. Scepter equals Excalibur. Sword of Gryffindor rules. Mirror of Erised.” I squinted a little as I read the handwritten note. Isis shifted in my lap, turning to look at me, utterly confused. “I’m not sure I understand that. Why does Jonathan go from talking about Excalibur to Harry Potter? I mean, both are British, and Merlin is in both, though obviously only spoken of in Harry Potter.” Isis’s brow was furrowed as she tried to understand that strange way my friend’s mind works.

His cold eyes remained, yet his lips slowly curved into a devilish smirk. Let's see if you can still say those words at our next meeting, Vestian. "Whoever fights with monster should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster and if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you," Celestin stated a quote out of the blue. "Remember my favorite quote I used to tell you, father?" "What the heck are you talking about, you futile child?"

Hihihi. I heard Ruby say, "Sorry, Juls." "Sorry for what?" I replied, still looking straight at the sky. "For Ely. I'm sorry for what she's doing and intercepting your love life." I don’t know if I’ll laugh or get annoyed at what Ruby said. Every time I hear Ely's name, it's like Voldemort's name, not because it's scary, but it’s like Harry Potter's feeling that he's eager to kill his opponent. Sorry, I'm an avid fan of HP. *smile*

Scyla steps into the room. "I did asssk you if you would be able to handle dark magic. You thought it was just power? Dark magic isssn't jussst power, you fool," she says, her voice dropping to a playful, mocking hiss. "It iss a hungry guesst. You invited the void in, and now you complain that it bitesss?”

Freya’s voice was laced with defiance, “And here I am, standing before the esteemed Lysandra. Quite the honor.” Lysandra leaned forward, her expression condescending, “Remember your place, witch.” Freya’s lips curled into a sarcastic smile, “Oh, I’m well aware of my place, ‘ultimate sorcerer’.” Lysandra’s eyes gleamed with amusement, “Your sarcasm won’t save you here.” Freya’s tone turned serious, “Let’s not pretend that you’re the rightful ultimate sorcerer. You’re an opportunist trying to grab power.” Lysandra’s laughter echoed in the chamber, “Is that what you believe?”