I didn't put my name in that cup... I don't want eternal glory.
I love magic.
Why do they have to travel in packs? And how are you supposed to get one alone long enough to ask them?
The Boy Who Lived. How lies have fed your legend, Harry! Shall I reveal what really happened that night thirteen years ago? Shall I divulge how I truly lost my powers? It was love. You see, when sweet, dear, Lily Potter gave her life for her only son, she provided the ultimate protection. I could not touch him. It was old magic, something I should have foreseen. But no matter, no matter, things have changed. I can... touch him... NOW! Astounding what a few drops of your blood will do eh, Harry?
I'm going to kill you, Harry Potter. I'm going to destroy you. After tonight, no one will ever again question my powers. After tonight, if they speak of your name, they'll speak only of how you begged for death, and I, being a merciful lord... obliged.
Don't you turn your back on me, Harry Potter! I want you to look at me when I kill you! I want to see the light leave your eyes!
Murder me, Harry.
Oh my God, I've killed Harry Potter!
Bone of the father, unwillingly given. Flesh of the servant, willingly sacrificed. Blood of the enemy, forcibly taken. The Dark Lord shall rise again.
I'll be welcomed back like a hero!