They did not understand a single word of what he was saying, but that made no matter, for they put their heads on one side, and looked wise, which is quite as good as understanding a thing, and very much easier.
Ease up there now, lady! Take it easy. He's just a Frenchman!
— What a night! Nine raids! Nine!
— Raids?
— Dad works at the Ministry of Magic. In the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office.
— The Misuse of Muggle Artefacts...?
— That's when wizards bewitch something to drive Muggles mad. Shrinking door keys, that kind of thing. Dad loves Muggles. Thinks they're fascinating.
— Well now. Who are you?
— Harry, sir. Harry Potter.
— Good Lord, are you really? Ron's told us all about you, of course. When did you get here? So, Harry. You must know all about Muggles. Tell me, what exactly is the function of a parking meter?
You're a very serious young woman... I didn't quite mean it as a compliment. It sounds as though you're hurrying somewhere in such a way that the journey will yield very little pleasure. Slow down. College should not necessarily be about narrowing your focus. It's about broadening your experience.
— What are you doing?
— I'm doing my looking-away face.
You must not think me necessarily foolish because I am facetious, nor will I consider you necessarily wise because you are grave.
Dullness is the coming of age of seriousness.
"Are you serious?"
"Quite serious, Basil. I should be miserable if I thought I should ever be more serious than I am at the present moment."
One must be serious about something, if one wants to have any amusement in life.