Shooting stars all over Britain? Owls flying by daylight? Mysterious people in cloaks all over the place? And a whisper, a whisper about the Potters...

Potter wasn't such an unusual name. He was sure there were lots of people called Potter who had a son called Harry. Come to think of it, he wasn't even sure his nephew was called Harry. He'd never even seen the boy. It might have been Harvey. Or Harold.

Wandering around at midnight, Ickle Firsties? Tut, tut, tut. Naughty, naughty, you'll get caughty.

Scars can come in handy. I have one myself above my left knee that is a perfect map of the London Underground

Whether you come back by page or by the big screen, Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.

To have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever.

-Albus Dumbledore to Harry Potter, page 299