“The last words Albus Dumbledore spoke to the pair of us?' Harry is the best hope we have. Trust him.”

“Harry is the best hope we have. Trust him.”

“Dark times lie ahead of us and there will be a time when we must choose between what is easy and what is right.-Albus Dumbledore”

“Witness for the defense, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.”

“He accused me of being Dumbledore's man through and through.""How very rude of him.""I told him I was."Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak and then closed it again. Fawkes the phoenix let out a low, soft, musical cry. To Harry's intense embarrassment, he suddenly realized that Dumbledore's bright blue eyes looked rather watery, and stared hastily at his own knee. When Dumbledore spoke, however, his voice was quite steady. "I am very touched, Harry.”

“And when the creature spoke, it used Harry’s mouth, so that in his agony he felt his jaw move...“Kill me now Dumbledore...”Blinded and dying, every part of him screaming for release, Harry felt the creature use him again...“If death is nothing, Dumbledore, kill the boy...”

“Albus Dumbledore had gotten to his feet. He was beaming at the students, his arms opened wide, as if nothing could have pleased him more than to see them all there."Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!""Thank you!"He sat back down. Everybody clapped and cheered. Harry didn't know whether to laugh or not.“Is he — a bit mad?” he asked Percy uncertainly."Mad?" said Percy airily. "He's a genius! Best wizard in the world! But he is a bit mad, yes. Potatoes, Harry?”